The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 2413 I Want to Be the King of the World

Christina was in no mood to explain. Just let it be a misunderstanding. To her now, everything became meaningless.

In order to help her brother complete the grand plan of restoring Persia, Christina trained almost day and night on how to seduce men, and even sacrificed her own beauty to seduce Qin Yun and make Old Feng drink poisoned wine.

She didn't ask for anything, she just wanted to help her brother.

But Tagroffi has changed.

He was no longer the brother who loved him. In order to restore his country and become the king of Persia, Tagrofei had lost his mind and turned into a monster. He even had the heart to kill his own sister.

Such a person, even if he becomes the emperor of Persia, won't be able to stay in power for long, right?

Christisna couldn't help but think so in her heart.

However, Christina's lack of response made Tagrofi more and more convinced that it was Christina who replaced the poison, causing Mr. Feng not to be poisoned at all.

Elder Feng is very powerful, and he is the biggest obstacle for those who want to kill Qin Yun.

Now that this biggest obstacle has not been removed, Tagrofi began to panic.

"Master, let's go. Let's leave here immediately before Qin Yun's army rushes in."

Taseruo dragged his injured body and advised earnestly, "As long as we leave here and return to the army, there is still a chance. We are not fighting alone!"

"you shut up!"

Tagrofei's expression was a little distorted, with blue veins bulging on his face as if they would burst at any time. His eyes were a little crazy, with scarlet murderous intent.

"He's just an old man. I'm not the same person I used to be. I want to see if this old man can defeat me now!"

Tagrofi roared, and his black clothes suddenly exploded, revealing a strong body, but those muscles looked extremely pale, as if he was a zombie.

"drink!"

The floor under Tagrofi's feet suddenly exploded, and the powerful force instantly pushed his figure into a residual shadow. The sword in his hand flashed a series of cold rays in the air, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and chopped directly towards Feng Lao.

Old Feng put one hand behind his back and formed a sword finger with the index and middle fingers of the other hand. When Tagrofi's sword came chopping with a fierce gust of wind, the sword finger suddenly pointed out.

At that moment, it was as if the storm suddenly stopped, and Tagrofi's sword was suddenly pointed at by Feng Lao's sword and stopped in the air.

"Ah!" The scarlet in Tagrofi's eyes became even more intense, and the blue veins on his arms bulged out like old tree roots spreading on the ground, and his strength became even stronger.

But it was still of no avail. Feng Lao's sword was like a mountain pressing down on Tagrofi's knife. No matter how hard Tagrofi tried, he could not advance even an inch.

Tagrofei roared and pulled the sword back violently.

Blood had actually started to burst from his arms because the veins could no longer withstand Tagrofi's strength.

At that moment just now, his body had exceeded its limit, and his meridians could not bear it and exploded directly.

"Ha ha……"

Tagrofi was gasping for breath with his arms hanging down like a wild beast, his pupils were bloodshot, and he stared at Old Feng.

Old Feng said calmly: "It seems that it is very easy for an old man like me to beat you."

"How about this, if you can make me use my third finger, you will win."

The corner of Qin Yun's mouth twitched. He had a vague feeling that when Old Feng was young, he must have been a master at pretending to be cool. He grasped this feeling of pretending to be cool so well.

"Old man! You're looking for death!"

A lot of blood began to flow onto Tagrofei's pale face, and his anger made him go a little crazy.

"Owner!"

Tasero covered his lower abdomen and said, "Don't be fooled by this old man. We have to leave! It's not too late to deal with this old man another day!"

Hearing what Taseruo said, Tagrofi seemed to be awakened by a heavy hammer on his head. He immediately came to his senses and was not blinded by anger.

The current situation is that with Old Feng as Qin Yun's strongest individual combat force, and him standing in the way, Tagrofi has no chance of killing Qin Yun.

In other words, their assassination mission had failed.

To stay any longer would be to seek death.

The blood color on Tagrofi's face gradually faded away, and his eyes dispelled the madness and anger, becoming much more rational. "Since you didn't faint, why didn't you kill Taseruo earlier?"

This was Tagrofei’s question. It was obvious that Mr. Feng was not poisoned, so why didn’t he take action earlier?

What if Tasero really killed Qin Yun, what should Elder Feng do?

"You have to ask His Majesty this question." Old Feng said calmly.

Tagrofi looked at Qin Yun with a look of confusion in his eyes.

He thought his plan was flawless, and Qin Yun didn't know anything about the city. What if he could see through his scheme?

Qin Yun smiled complacently and said, "If I don't put down the bait, will the big fish take the bait on its own?"

Tagrofi immediately understood what Qin Yun meant, with a look of regret in his eyes, "So you wanted to lure me out! You already knew there was a mastermind behind this assassination!"

"No, Christina must have told you! The traitor!"

He looked at Christina in the corner, his expression even more indignant, and his pale face seemed to have veins throbbing, "Christina, what made you give up your identity as a Persian princess? Sell out your own people and join the enemy?! Tell me!"

Christina moved her lips slightly, but found she had no words to say. Finally, she just said, "Brother, I hope you can fulfill your dream. But Christina can no longer help you."

"You..." Tagrofi seemed very angry, "Christina, you have disappointed me so much. I hope you will humble yourself and regret your decision today!"

Christina smiled miserably: "I won't regret it. I have seen everything clearly. The so-called throne and kingship are nothing but a dream. Everyone has shed blood on the battlefield to fight for this throne, and the battle never stops."

"In the end, no one can sit on the throne forever, because there will always be someone who covets your throne, challenges you, and starts a bloody war. Instead of that, it's better to just let it go."

Tagrofi laughed wildly: "Hahaha, as long as I, Tagrofi, sit on the throne, everyone will bow down to me! I, Tagrofi, will not only be the king of Persia, but also the king of the world!"

Christina looked at the frantic Tagrofi, shook her head gently, and said nothing more. Now the effect of the acupressure had worn off, and her body was slowly recovering.