The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

"If you show it to others, you will see blood."

He still understands the truth of not revealing his wealth when he is alone.

Judging from Qin Shou's previous behavior of abandoning them, although it can't be said to be too bad, he is by no means a good person.

If he took out the barren grade spirit sword and was targeted by this person, he might stab him in the back at some point.

"Uh, hehe..."

Being directly rejected by Lin Yuan, Qin Shou was not angry, but just smiled sarcastically.

He stood up and took out a jar of wine from the ring.

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Chapter 53

Qin Shou lifted the cover from the wine urn.

The rich aroma of wine overflowed, immediately attracting the attention of all the soldiers around.

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"Hasn't the general been addicted to alcohol all the time? Now that we are taking it out in front of us, is it possible that we want to share it together?"

"Hahaha, that's right! If little brother Lin Yuan wasn't present today, everyone would have died here."

Qin Shou laughed.

"If I die like this, wouldn't it be a waste of my hundred-year-old Junmai Daiginjo?"

He continued:

"After this battle, I finally understand that it is worthwhile to have a drink today, to be drunk today!"

"It's good to have wine today and get drunk today, general, can I fill up a cup?" A sergeant asked loudly.

"Of course!" Qin Shou nodded, "Everyone here has a share in the rest of the life after the catastrophe today!"

Hearing what Qin Shou said, all the soldiers applauded.

Not long after, he took the initiative to help everyone fill up a cup of fermented rice.

Lin Yuan and Qin Zhimu, who were present, also had a share.

After filling everyone with wine, Qin Shou pursed his lips and raised the wine bottle in his hand.

"Come on, let's drink to the rest of our lives after today's catastrophe! Cheers to the little hero Lin Yuan! Cheers to the brothers who died!"

Everyone nodded and drank in one gulp.

Due to the atmosphere, Lin Yuan had no choice but to toast and drink with all the soldiers.

But just as he brought the wine cup close to the tip of his nose, he suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

He has studied medical skills with Granny Si for ten years, and has recognized the smell of countless poisons.

Looking, hearing, asking, and cutting, it can be said that everything is incomprehensible, and everything is perfect.

But now, when the strong and slightly pungent aroma of wine entered his nostrils, he noticed something strange.

Although Lin Yuan didn't smell any poison, the long-term training and immersion in the sense of smell made him aware of it instantly.

The smell of this wine is not normal.

Outside the copper coffin, watching Lin Yuan in the picture blow out a mouthful of spiritual energy, covering the wine in the wine cup before drinking it, all the monks looked puzzled.

"This... Why did Emperor Qing use his spiritual power to cover the liquor? Could it be that he can't drink the liquor?"

"This General Qin doesn't look like a good person, and since Emperor Qing is thoughtful, it's normal for him to be on guard against outsiders."

"I don't think so, right? He is a monk at the Qi Refining Realm, and that general is at the Profound Spirit Realm. What can he do?"

On the spirit boat, Qin Zhimu's dark eyebrows also frowned more clearly than before.

She really couldn't remember the scenes of her first encounter with Lin Yuan.

But now seeing herself drinking the wine that Qin Shou shared, some very vague images flashed in her mind.

Under strong stimulation, she remembered.

In her life, it was here that she killed herself for the first time.

But who was killed and why, Qin Zhimu could no longer recall.

As long as you think about it, remember it, in your mind, in your soul, it will feel like needles pricking you, excruciating pain.

She emptied her mind, stopped recalling, and looked at the picture silently.

……

The aged wine cleared away the dull atmosphere in the air, and everyone started talking, chatting, talking and laughing.

After drinking for three rounds, it was already late, and everyone was a little drunk and groggy.

One after another, the sergeants fell on the spot in powerlessness, unconscious.

The only one who was still sitting was Qin Shou.

He stood up, circulated Zhou Tian's spiritual power, and forced all the drink out of his body.

Outside the copper coffin, all the monks couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This Qin Shou is really not a good person!

Fortunately, Emperor Qing was thoughtful and did not fall for the trick.

He also fell on the ground now, pretending to be lethargic, probably to make Qin Shou paralyzed.

In the screen, Qin Shou started from the outermost perimeter of the camp, checking the breath of the comatose soldiers one by one.

He took out his long sword and stabbed these people's throats one by one, twisting the hilt inch by inch, breaking their throats.

Even the monks who were used to watching life and death could feel goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard the creepy bone-crushing sound.

Those sergeants didn't even groan at all, just like that, they all lost their lives in the intoxication.

Lin Yuan restrained his movements and never stopped Qin Shou.

There was a gap in the realm of spiritual pressure, and he was not completely sure that he could kill Qin Shou.

He had to wait for an opportunity to get close, an opportunity for Qin Shou to put down his guard.

After clearing away all the soldiers around the camp, Qin Shou returned to the center of the camp.

Now there are only Qin Zhimu and Lin Yuan left.

The fire was flickering, and the face that originally looked very loyal was already splashed red by the spurted blood.

Qin Shou's face was ferocious, and his eyes were completely red-eyed.

Compared with Lin Yuan, Qin Zhimu is closer than him.

Looking at the unconscious Qin Zhimu lying on the grass, the evil fires that had been haunting his lower body for a long time completely overwhelmed Qin Shou's remaining rationality.

He had killed so many people just now, but none of them made him short of breath.

But now.

Watching the exquisite and slim figure up close.

Scanning the perfect arc that can't help but make people want to play with it.

Looking at it inch by inch, the ecstasy figure that obviously did not reveal a trace of skin, but still has a sultry charm.

Qin Shou's breathing was already rough as a cow's panting.

He didn't want to pay attention to Lin Yuan who was only a few steps away from him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the life and death of this ants in the Qi Refining Realm.

He didn't want to waste a little time, he couldn't wait, he couldn't wait, he wanted to taste it, the fragrance like nectar in front of him.

Qin Shou thrust his sword into the ground casually, took off the heavy armor covering his body, and walked towards Qin Zhimu.

Outside the copper coffin, everyone held their breath.

The moment Qin Shou knelt down in front of Qin Zhimu, and was about to lift off her skirt, Lin Yuan who was lying not far beside him suddenly burst into flames.

A golden bolt of lightning tore through the night.

The Desolate Bone sword slashed across the air, and the burning bonfire was blown out by the strong wind.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Qin Shou's body was slapped horizontally by the epee, and flew out like a kite with broken strings, smashing several thick dead trees one after another.

He fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Several ribs on the side of his body were shattered, and all internal organs in his body were blown upside down by this sword.

Qin Shou was so painful that he was almost unconscious, and even struggling was so painful that he wanted to die, and completely lost the ability to move.

step~

step~

The sound of footsteps resounding in the dark night was like death's footsteps.

While the flames were flickering, the figure of the young man with the great sword on his back slowly approached.

"reason."

"Purpose."

Lin Yuan squatted in front of Qin Shou, whose whole body was twitching violently in pain, with an extremely calm expression.

"To be so insane that you can kill all your companions without changing your face, I think you should have premeditated."

He drew out the barren bone sword behind him and pressed it against Qin Shou's throat.

"It can't be just for sex, it's that simple, right?"

Lin Yuan said in a deep voice.

"What are your intentions, tell the truth."

"Maybe, I can still leave you a whole body."

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Chapter 54 The Unexpected Mastermind

Everyone quietly watched the picture on the copper coffin without making a sound.

"Hey, you... count, what is it..."

Qin Shou spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs, and his tone was intermittent due to the severe pain, full of disdain.

"It's also worthy of...extorting a confession...your lord, uhhhhh!!!"

Lin Yuan didn't talk nonsense to the stubborn Qin Shou.

He straightened up the Huanggu epee in his hand, and easily removed Qin Shou's right arm as if blowing hair and breaking his hair.

Qin Shou couldn't help but let out several miserable cries from the severe pain of the whole arm being broken and separated.

"You're right."

Lin Yuan stood up, turned around and walked towards Qin Zhimu.

"I should also let the princess hear with her own ears, what are your ulterior motives."

Lin Yuan turned around and returned to Qin Zhimu's side, and gave her a little frown to awaken her obsessed consciousness.

"Young Master Lin..."

The forbidden consciousness was awakened by the external spiritual power, and Qin Zhimu sat up while pressing his drowsy head.

But the sense of powerlessness gushing from the depths of her spiritual roots still made her want to fall asleep.

"What's wrong with me? My body is so weak, and even my spiritual power is stagnant."

Looking at Lin Yuan standing in front of him, Qin Zhimu had no idea what happened.