134. The clouds are light and the wind is light and the wine is drunk

Under the rolling dark clouds and the yellow sand in the sky, Mo Xiaohe stood sideways with his sword. He is not alone now, there are thousands of people standing behind him, thousands of laborers who dare to stand up.

But it wasn't enough, even if he kicked over the banners of all the three major forces in the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein, even if he moved out of the identity of the Emperor of Guilin, there was still less than one-tenth of the laborers who dared to stand with him.... But there are still a lot of wall grass hesitating.

In front of him were dozens of Divine Hidden Early Stage Masters, a force that would roll up remnant clouds wherever it was placed.

But Mo Xiaohe looked at them so quietly, not that he was not afraid.... It's that he knows he can't beat it.

The deacons of the three major forces also stood quietly, and any one of them could easily beat Mo Xiaohe into dust... But it doesn't seem like they plan to make a move on Mo Xiaohe, and no one has said a word... Because the back of Mo Xiaohe is full of horizontal bars, and there are five big characters hanging on it: Emperor of Guilin.

Behind the emperor of Guilin, first Guilin State, then Guilin Mountain, and finally Cangsheng.

They all work on a salary, and most people don't want to offend Guilin's forces.

"Geng Huaiguo and Moleng Island and Guilin Mountain have always been in trouble... This is obvious to all. ”

Only Long Tan, the deacon of Mujiadi, couldn't bear the loneliness and spoke first, "But our Mujiadi... Is there any place that has offended Guilin Mountain?"

The flag was knocked over, and many of its workers were coaxed away, but the deacon of Mujiadi was still calm, but it was rare to find this pride.

However, it should also be reasoned, they are all hands-on, it is none of their business, they can hang high if they can hang high, and more things are better than less. People in big families and big organizations have this understanding.

"It's not a good name, I think it's a name. ”

Mo Xiaohe himself was the emperor, and he was also a rogue emperor, so he didn't answer Long Tan's words, but went straight to the point, "This place is also close to Guilin... So it should be called the four-state border. ”

Mo Xiaohe, who didn't have a straight shape, didn't say a word and began to bend Erlang's legs, "This hundred miles of spiritual veins will also score me points." Laborers who are willing to go with me must also follow me. ”

A little kid who has not settled down has a duel with the top master of this continent, Shenyin and a strong man, and he wants to rob other people's spiritual veins when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, which is really a bit of a joke.

But it seems that the people of the three major forces don't take this matter as a joke, and Mujiadi Longtan has a haha, "I can't be the master, you have to talk to our monarch... And Geng Yuhuai and Yuan Liu also had to shout together. ”

Mu Jiadi's strength is the first of the three major forces, and he has always acted arrogantly, so even a deacon with a hundred miles of spiritual veins dares to call Geng Yuhuai and Yuan Liu by name.

"Then what are you doing here?" Mo Xiaohe, who looked like a little brat, was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you hurry up and call Mu Zhizhang, Geng Yuhuai, and Yuan Liu?" The Emperor of Guilin is here, is he blind!"

Mo Xiaohe's head hung high, his eyes contemptuous, "Everyone shouts with me, the emperor of Guilin is here!"

So thousands of laborers shouted in unison, "Long live the Emperor of Guilin!"

In the midst of the yellow sand and the deafening sound.... Negotiations have reached an impasse.

....

The more than a dozen gods in front of me are manicures, looking at the sky, watching the clouds, picking their feet... And no one paid attention to the shouts of the laborers and Mo Xiaohe's wild coolness.

The negotiations reached an impasse and the scene fell into embarrassment.

Mo Xiaohe felt a little cool... The feeling of bullying, the feeling of pretending to be cool, the feeling of being surrounded by others, and especially the feeling of choking others speechless, are all a bit cool.

Longtan, who had been blessed all his life in the Baili Spirit Vein, was a little lacking, and yawned, "Then please ask Emperor Mo to go back first, I will report your problem in time, please be patient and wait for feedback"

If you really want to fight, even if you use Tianzi steps, it is useless, and in a breath of time, Mo Xiaohe will be beaten into yellow sand by the Shenyin master, the problem is that these people dare not fight.

But if Mo Xiaohe's request was granted, they didn't have this right, so they begged the emperor to be patient and wait for feedback.... Seems like the most reasonable solution?

As for whether he can beat them up, or directly bypass them to find the overlord Mu Zhizhang and the others, that is Mo Xiaohe's own ability?

...

Mo Xiaohe finally fell silent.

Long Tan looked a little impatient, and said to the deacons behind him, "Disperse, this laborer will come, and the others will continue to go to the mine." ”

"If you don't come, drive away one, kill one. ”

"The laborers behind Emperor Mo, they like Emperor Mo, so let them live happily for a few days with Emperor Mo's light... But whoever dares to go out of a hundred miles of spiritual veins will be killed. ”

"Emperor Mo finally came to our Baili Spirit Vein as a guest... It can be regarded as giving us enough face, let's just treat him like this for a few days, and it won't be long after the fuss... Let's get out of the way. ”

Long Tan pretended to report his luggage, and shouted casually, "Emperor Mo, you will rest..." Okay?"

Mo Xiaohe just lowered his head and didn't speak.

It's just that there's an extra flag on the ground... A flag towering into the sky, on the top, there is a word "Mo" written high.

When the emperor of Guilin planted the flag, it was made clear that this place was under his control.

....

In the silent understanding of the two groups of people, Mo Xiaohe rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs, poured a pot of wine, and sat on the ground in the yellow sand, like a bear child rummaging through boxes and cabinets, constantly throwing food backwards... Eat and drink, you name it.

"The flag has been placed, and the land of the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein is my Guilin Kingdom. ”

Mo Xiaohe drank while shouting behind him, "Everyone is in my territory, eating and drinking are indispensable." ”

The mountains of food in the ring were swept away in the hands of thousands of hungry laborers.

Mo Xiaohe was full of spring breeze, and greeted the deacons, "Come together, drink and drink?"