Five months later.

The cold spring is locked in Tianjing City by heavy haze and fog.

Outside the city, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the spring color is just right.

The first melting snow water hides the blood-colored fishy smell, and red lotus blooms in a moment.

Jun Mo stained off the blood-sparkling armor on his body, and held the blood-quenched dragon slaying sword in his hand, and a sword split the heavy city gate made of dark iron in Yunqin Tianjing.

After a lapse of eighteen years, when he returns to Yunqin Tianjing, he is no longer a weak and pitiful Jun three years old.

He will be the supreme king of this land.

Jun Mo looked at the people of Yunqin who were kneeling on the ground, and inadvertently saw that there were still a few women with Liujia in the crowd.

A hint of tenderness flashed in his black-gold eyes, as if his heart had been sealed by frost, and it was so soft that it was a mess.

Oh, his thin lips moved, and his low voice sounded in the dead silence of Tianjing City, "It's cold, let's go back." ”

The people of Yunqin were all flattered, and they couldn't believe that under Jun Moran's extremely indifferent appearance, there was still a compassionate heart.

Among the crowd, there are many elders who are so excited that they burst into tears because of the arrival of Jun Moran.

"Like! It's so similar! This regent who came from the east is not only in terms of physical appearance, but also in the royal bearing of this body, which is very similar to the first emperor. ”

"Did you hear that? This regent of the east is the orphan of the former emperor who has been on the run for many years. ”

"Could it be that he is really the son of the first emperor who was made a prince at birth?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. It is rumored that a few months ago, several founding ministers of the DPRK and China secretly left Beijing in order to go to the east to invite back my true dragon son of Dayun Qin. ”

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The discussion was loud, but Jun Moran turned a deaf ear.

He didn't care about royal power and riches at all.

He just wants justice for his parents who died in vain and for the innocent soldiers who died.

When Jun Moran held the dragon slaying sword and stepped into the Jinluan Hall with a fierce attitude, Yun Minxing was sitting peacefully on the dragon chair.

"Ignorant junior, dare to jump up and down in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die."

Yun Minxing's yin owl's eyes were staring at Jun Mo Dye, who was full of anger, and said unhurriedly.

Eighteen years ago, Yun Min'an became his defeated subordinate.

Now, Yun Min'an's sister-in-law will never win against him.

"You are the one who does not know whether to live or die."

Jun Moran's voice suddenly turned cold, and he went straight to Yun Minxing's body, and the three-foot long sword in his hand pointed directly at Yun Minxing's eyebrows.

At that time, the Jinluan Palace had fallen into a dead silence.

The courtiers looked at each other, each with their own concerns.

Among them, most of the courtiers had already had enough of the mediocre Yun Minxing, and they couldn't wait to clap their hands when they saw Jun Moran coming to the city with a sharp army.

Naturally, there are also many courtiers who believe that only Yun Feibai, who is decisive in killing, can he sit firmly in the position of the lord of Yun Qin.

However, there is no doubt that among the more than 100 courtiers in front of the palace, no one is willing to be loyal to the cruel and unsympathetic Yun Minxing.

In the past eighteen years, Yun Minxing has killed loyal ministers, plundered the relatives of the powerful ministers, and even made the courtiers who offended him into human-shaped spittoons...

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat.

Yun Minhang, who has a bad record, has already lost its biggest bargaining chip the moment it loses the hearts of the people.

At this moment, he has no one to rely on, but he still refuses to admit defeat.

Yun Minxing glared fiercely at Jun Mo Ran, who was close at hand, and just as the Dragon Slaying Sword was about to pierce into his eyebrows, he also pressed the switch hidden under the handrail of the flying dragon at the same moment.