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438 Chapter 437: Paranoia

Xirong's total strength of 150 million has almost been wiped out. In the two battles of Youzhou and Liangzhou, nearly 90 troops were lost.

When the Jin Dynasty attacked all the way, Xirong was defeated, and the remaining 60 to [-] troops were defeated.

Now the army of the Great Jin Dynasty is within a hundred miles, but within a day or two, it will be approaching the city.

"What is the emperor afraid of? With me here, I am afraid that your head will fall off."

Jimo Hanjin's tone was lazy, without the slightest hint of imminent anxiety.

Jimo Yuan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and he also breathed a sigh of relief: "With Uncle Huang here, Yuan'er will feel relieved."

He was relieved, but the ministers in the court were not relieved at all, feeling that his head was always hanging on the edge of a knife.

No one in Xirong knew Jimo Hanjin's temperament. He disregarded human life and regarded human life like an ant. The ministers were not at all relieved to entrust their lives to Jimo Hanjin. Who knew what crazy things this pervert could do.

Some transparent ministers have seen clearly the future of Xirong, and have given up hope for Xirong. They took off their official uniforms, took off their black hats, and escaped from the imperial city to make a living.

In just two days, most of the people in the Imperial City of Xirong fled away, only some people who were incompetent and had feelings for Xirong stayed here.

At noon on January [-]th, Nan Zhuohua led the army and approached the imperial city.

On the city wall, the soldiers of Xirong were standing in battle, holding their bows and arrows at the Jin soldiers below the city.

Junye blew his beard and stared: "This Xirong's military strength is only half a catty, but it's quite capable of pretending."

There may only be tens of thousands of troops left in the imperial city.

On the Dajin side, only about 35 of the original 20 troops were left, most of them were the Southern Wing Army, which was more than enough to deal with the tens of thousands of troops in the imperial city.

Junye said loudly, "Soldiers of Xirong, listen up, you are at the end of the road now, stop making unnecessary resistance, and surrender obediently, our Dajin will treat you tolerantly."

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The soldiers on the city wall remained indifferent, still pointing the arrow at them.

"Damn, I really don't know how to flatter you," Junye cursed.

If I had known earlier, he wouldn't have shouted, it's a waste of saliva.

Jing Yu looked at Nan Zhuohua: "Empress, why don't we attack the imperial city directly."

"That's right, let's just kill him without leaving a piece of him," Zhao Li said impatiently.

Nan Zhuohua calmly said, "Wait a minute, I'm afraid they're cheating."

With Jimo Hanjin's temper, how could he sit and wait for death so easily.

Suddenly, the city gate slowly opened.

The soldiers of the Jin Dynasty were on full alert, holding weapons and waiting strictly.

A man dressed in emerald green came out of the city, his brows and eyes were as warm as before, Nan Zhuohua fixed his eyes.

Jing Yu and everyone in Junye beside her stared wide-eyed, and couldn't help being stunned: "Prince Jingli?"

Jing Moyan was alone, approaching slowly, Jing Yu was startled: "Uncle Ten Emperor, you, why are you here?"

Jing Moyan frowned lightly, and nodded slightly to him without explaining too much.

When he saw Bai Yiting with his eyes, his eyes were slightly dazed, without any irritation, he shook his head and smiled slightly, his brows were a bit dim: "I never thought that one day we would become enemies."

He regards Bai Yiting as a true friend.

"Differences do not conspire with each other, I can only say sorry to Prince Jingli," Bai Yiting smiled apologetically.

Jing Moyan shook his head: "There is no need to apologize, we each choose differently, and no one can be blamed."

There are similarities between Bai Yiting and Jing Moyan, both of them are gentle and courteous to others, if not for their different choices, they might become very good friends.

Although Jing Moyan didn't blame anything, Bai Yiting still didn't dare to relax because he knew that Jimo Hanjin would definitely not let him go easily.

Jing Moyan is magnanimous, but Jimo Hanjin counts pennies and pennies, as long as he knows that he betrayed him, he will definitely take revenge.

Jing Moyan looked at Wu Yu beside Bai Yiting, and understood: "It seems that you have found the person you are looking for."

Bai Yiting nodded.

"Congratulations."

Jing Moyan sincerely congratulated, and understood the reason why Bai Yiting and him were hostile.

The person he is looking for is Nan Zhuohua's maidservant, and he should stand by Nan Zhuohua's side as well.

Jing Moyan's eyes shifted and fell on Nan Zhuohua's body, as gentle and tender as ever: "Yaoyao, long time no see."

She has grown up, and her beautiful eyebrows are as stunning as before.

Nan Zhuohua flew off his horse and stabbed Jing Moyan with the long sword in his hand, but he didn't dodge and let the blade penetrate his shoulder.

Everyone's voice stagnates.

Nan Zhuohua smiled coldly: "Jing Moyan, I'm not here to greet you today."

"I know, you're here to find Yao Lingxin," Jing Moyan said softly, grasping the blade with two fingers and pulling it out, the wound on his shoulder healed instantly, and his skin was as good as ever.

Everyone was stunned, thinking that they were dazzled.

Jing Moyan's eyes never moved away from Nan Zhuohua's face, and he said softly, "I heard that Yun Ranyue gave you the demon spirit heart, and he himself was devoured, and the time is not long, so, Are you here to capture the heart of this demon spirit in my body to save his life?"

Nan Zhuohua smiled, and lightly mocked: "He is my husband, why don't you save him?"

The word "husband" hurt Jing Moyan's heart.

Forget, they are already married, and she has also become Yun Ranyue's only queen.

Jing Moyan narrowed his sad eyes: "Yaoyao, if I give up Yao Lingxin, can I have you?"

Nan Zhuohua sneered: "Impossible."

Jing Moyan also laughed: "Then, Yao Lingxin and you, I must have one."

The implication is that if he can't have her, then he won't give up Yao Lingxin.

Nan Zhuohua smiled coldly: "Are you talking about conditions with me?"

"If not, I will suffer a lot," Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

She said: "Jing Moyan, I can get the Yaoling heart by myself, you don't need to negotiate terms with me, and I won't accept any terms from you."

"You're still so stubborn," Jing Moyan sighed softly, "We both have demon spirits, and our skills are evenly matched. If we fight, neither of us will gain. Moreover, if you accidentally fall into Jimo Hanjin's hands Come on, he won't let you go."

Although they are the same person, they have different personalities. He has a preference for Nan Zhuohua and is reluctant to hurt her, but Jimo Hanjin won't let her in the slightest, and he has no affection for Nan Zhuohua.

Nan Zhuohua squinted his lazy almond eyes: "Don't talk too much, although you also have a demon spirit, you may not be my opponent."

Because she still has Feng Dan in physical strength, and Yun Ranyue's demon spirit heart, her spiritual power is stronger than before.

Jing Moyan didn't pay attention to her words, and only said, "If Yun Ranyue dies, will I still have a chance to be with you?"

He, he always doesn't want to give up.

"No chance," Nan Zhuohua said: "If he dies, you don't even want to live, you can only be buried with him."

Jing Moyan flew back and retreated: "Whether there is a chance, you have to try it."

He didn't want to give Yao Lingxin to Nan Zhuohua because he had his own selfishness. He wanted to wait until Yun Ranyue died before going to earn Nan Zhuohua.

He was paranoid about her.

If it's not crazy, then it's a demon.

(End of this chapter)