Chapter 100: Return of the National Teacher

Li Qinglin is not a after all, he did everything or missed something.
Or his mind is not in this regard, and never considered it.
Although the blaze array is in the outer palace, it can naturally spread to the inner palace together with the fire. The Western Army was not all crowded in the outer palace square, and it had long been scattered around the main roads by Mong You. There was a fire here, and then the remnant army ran in and killed and looted.
The guards in the palace couldn't stop the Western soldiers.
Even many guards and concubines in the palace did not know Li Qinglin's plan. When Lihuocheng was broken and the palace was on fire, the first reaction was "finished the country", so he started to rob the palace and escape.
If there is no accident, Li Qinglin's family must all die in this disaster, including his only child, who can't save his life.
In the East Palace, a young woman in a palace dress with ordinary color and elegant temperament, holding a little girl over one year old in her arms, stood by the window. Looking at the fire outside, listening to the wailing and wailing of the hordes of wild soldiers, the expression was full of grieving hatred.
"Maybe someone will say that your father is a hero. But for you and me, he is just a jerk."
The young woman grinned sternly, turned and waved her hand, and hung white damask on the beam.
Screamed, the outside the palace was hacked, and several soldiers from the Western Wasteland came in and laughed with a knife: "I found it, this is the queen and princess of Li Qinglin!"
The young woman had no chance to suspend the beam. She quietly took a pair of scissors and pressed it against her neck.
The Xihuang soldiers' eyes were red and they laughed wildly: "You die, you also stripped your clothes outside the corpse city, and this little baby girl was taken away and sold to Xihuangyaozi to make thin horses. Patronize hahaha ... "
The young woman shivered and watched as the soldiers from Xihuang rushed in to grab the child.
The little girl over a year old sat on the side, and her big eyes calmly looked at the fierce soldier without crying.
"I hate this kind of look, and have the virtue of your dead ghost dad!" Xihuang soldiers were furious, and they should slap in the face of the child.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, and this slap actually slammed into a void. The child was taken away by invisible power and flew all the way out of the palace.
Turned his head and looked, and a young man in a blue shirt stepped on the fire and went straight into the palace. I saw Qingying flashed, and the coming person was already in front of the queen, and handed her the child to her.
The queen was startled, "You ..."
Xihuang soldiers raised their swords and said angrily: "Who are you!"
The person slowly turned his head, did not look at the Xihuang soldiers, and looked at the fire not far away, a little sad. After being silent for a while, he whispered: "South Division, Qin Yi."
The mace whistled, and before the Xihuang soldiers responded, he broke his head and died on the ground.
The queen cried and cried when holding her child.
The child hid in his mother's arms, staring at Qin Yi's thin back without blinking with big eyes.
Many people have forgotten that there is another national teacher from Nanli, but Qin Yi is really a national teacher from Nanli.
The return of the national teacher eased the chaos.
The force of crushing ordinary soldiers and the status of Nanli's respected national division, he reorganized the guards within half a day, contacted the ministers inside and outside, and completely settled the entire city of Lihuo.
In fact, before Qin Yi entered the city, he saw that the city gate was lost and the palace was burning, and his heart was also cold. Anyone thought that this city must have been destroyed. He was holding the last luck, to see if there was a chance to save Li Qinglin's brother and sister.
Entered the city and felt that it was not the case. The palace was in flames, but the entire Lihuo city had only a few remnants. The ministers led the family to resist, and the chaos came. This was not like the occupation. After saving the inner palace and contacting the foreign minister, he learned all the arrangements of Li Qinglin in Xiangguo.
Then I saw Minghe and got a narration from Minghe.
"Are I really a friend in his heart?"
"Actually Li Qinglin ... is not an emperor, he is always a warrior in essence."
Qin Yi remained silent for a long time, and whispered: "The northeast bereavement, really answered your gossip, but I don't know how to celebrate."
Minghe shook his head without answering.
Qin Yi looked at her for a while, but she didn't know what answer she wanted.
Minghe has the absolute ability to reverse everything, and whoever wants to save his life can't do anything about it, or even directly help wipe out Xihuang. But Qin Yi knew that he could not blame Minghe for his inaction, because all this really had nothing to do with her.
Nanli and Xihuang did not exist in her eyes who was right or wrong, she was only a spectator, a witness of history.
What's more, Li Qinglin may not want to be rescued by anyone. For a warrior, being able to die in splendor is about far better than lying in bed sickly by the old.
But after all, Qin Yi was somewhat unpleasant and couldn't help saying: "Dao Chang has watched so much, I don't think you have any gains. So far the piano heart is perfect, and this hurdle has not been crossed."
"Yes." Minghe Road: "This is the case, the poor road will return to the sect gate to retreat. When there is a breakthrough. In addition, the Daoist's sword formation has greatly inspired the poor road, and the way of the formation method will be improved in the future. On the first floor, the poor people owe a favor to their friends. "
The tassel "hummed".
Qin Yidao said: "My practice is not as good as yours, but I always think that your kind of" experienced red dust "is fake. If you don't invest, you will feel as shallow as paper."
Minghe Qidao said: "Dao You haven't had such an idea in the past ... Seeing Dao You's intention, it seems that the Rift Valley trip is quite enlightening?"
"I didn't go for enlightenment. It's a pity that everything I did ended up in vain, not to mention it."
This is outside the ruins of the outer palace. After Qin Yi said this, he didn't take Liminghe anymore and slowly walked into the ruins.
The fire has been extinguished by the organization. There are scorched corpses everywhere in the square. It is impossible to tell who is who. Some soldiers are silently cleaning up the site.
The sky was still snowy, and soon covered the square.
Qin Yi went back and forth for a long time, and finally stood still. At the place where he stood, there was a black gun vaguely revealed in the snow.
He stooped and caressed, and the burnt black erased, revealing the silver light inside.
Pill of Zengshou has been obtained, but it is no longer needed-even if he comes back early, it does not make sense to Li Qinglin. At the end of his life, Li Qinglin knew what he wanted.
Qin Yi knew that he admired him very much. Compared with Minghe, Li Qinglin lived what he should be.
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Queen walked over with her child, looked at the gun in front of Qin Yi, and quivered and asked, "Guo Shi ... Is this, is this ..."
Qin Yi couldn't bear to pull away the snow on the body of the gun. It took a long time to squat down and support the child's shoulder: "This is your father's gun. Remember, he is the greatest king in the history of Nanli."
The sound of horseshoes moved from far to near.
Qin Yi stood up and turned her head to see, it was Li Qingjun who was blood-stained.
The two stared at each other silently for a long time. Li Qingjun suddenly jumped off the horse and ran over to hug Qin Yi.
She exhausted almost all of her strength, so that Qin Yi's forging body felt a little pain, but he said nothing, but gently stroked her hair, feeling her trembling body.
Qin Yi knew that she wanted to cry, but she didn't cry.
More than two months have passed, and the innocent girl has been different for a long time. She is now the pillar of Optimus, and she can no longer easily show a little weakness in her appearance.
Li Qingjun hugged him hard for a long time, and then he seemed to be exhausted. He whispered in his arms: "I can spend at most a day or two to stabilize the situation in the royal city, bury the brother, and support the niece to the throne. At the same time, it prepares for combat preparations and directly counterattacks Xihuang. Are you ... will you go? "
"Go." Qin Yi answered simply and clearly.
He is not a visitor like Minghe.
He is a lover of Li Qingjun, a friend of Li Qinglin, and a national teacher of Nanli.
No matter for what reason, he is also happy to wipe Xihuang from the side of the couch for Nanli.
This is the best opportunity.