Mo Chen bowed respectfully and said, "Emperor, please!"

Seeing Hei Yichen's hesitation, Dao Ling hurriedly said: "This is the former master's general's account, and he often discusses military aircraft affairs with the eight major generals here. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info You go in quickly! Do you really want to make Mo Chen's thousands of years of waiting come to naught? Do you bear to watch him go crazy for the death of the Great Emperor?"

Hei Yichen felt that his conscience had been kidnapped by the sword spirit, and he was in a dilemma at the moment.

Under the repeated urging of the sword spirit, Hei Yichen was very helpless, and walked towards the general's tent.

He really couldn't bear to deceive this brave and loyal Mo Chen general, and he didn't want to see Mo Chen go crazy because of the death of the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor. From the mouth of the sword spirit, Hei Yichen vaguely guessed that the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor should have been destroyed at the moment when he died with the enemy.

There is not even a trace of obsession and primordial spirit left, and there is no chance of resurrection or rebirth.

Inside the general's tent, above the center, hangs a portrait of a man.

This man was dressed in armor and armor, and his body was like a jade tree, and he looked heroic. However, his appearance is elegant and loving, and there is a natural aura of a king who is powerful in the world. Under his sword-shaved long eyebrows, his eyes are as bright as stars, his straight nose bridge is delicate and charming, inlaid in a face as white as jade, his lips are smiling, and his eyebrows are affectionate, which makes people feel a strong feeling like a spring breeze.

This is a loving and strong monarch! Everybody feels that way.

"Master!" the sword spirit choked and slowly knelt down.

This person is the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor who Mo Chen never forgets in his heart and keeps a trace of obsession to follow!

In the center of the general's tent is a large bookcase and an imperial chair, and on both sides are neatly placed eight generals' chairs and eight generals' copywriting, which should be the seats of the eight generals.

Hei Yichen has heard many legends of Emperor Yan of the Divine Dragon, and they all say that he is wise and brave, benevolent and righteous double cultivation, and can be recited through the ages, and now when he looks at it, he is instantly impressed by the humility and self-restraint revealed in Emperor Yan's eyes.

Hei Yichen cleaned up his clothes, and was just about to turn around to give a salute, when he was gently led by Su Xian, and he arrived in front of the emperor's chair in the center.

Hei Yichen was a little speechless for a moment, and almost showed his flaws again, even if his memory was not restored, there was no reason to worship himself, right?!

Under the persecution of the sword spirit, Hei Yichen sat on the emperor's chair with his hands on the handle of the emperor's chair, quietly looking straight ahead. This is his usual action in the Shadow Pavilion, looking at Mo Chen, but it is so similar to the Great Emperor.

Mo Chen held "tears" in his mouth, the corners of his mouth were "pouting" with sadness, and bowed respectfully to Hei Yichen, who was sitting above. This is the courtesy of the minister to the king, Mo Chen did it very carefully, and there was no ambiguity at all.

Su Xian looked up at the portrait, but he was stunned, he stabbed Huo Zhichen with his elbow, and said, "Look at the portrait of the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor, the eyebrows are a bit similar to Brother Yichen......

Huo Zhichen nodded perfunctorily. He grew up with Hei Yichen, and in his opinion, Hei Yichen is Hei Yichen, and there is nothing unusual about the vague similarity with the portrait. What's more, he also looks a bit like the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor, okay?

Hei Yichen was born and bowed to Mo Chen, and when the ceremony was over, he said: "Mo Chen, the sword spirit also said, I don't know my background. I was an orphan since I was a child, and I didn't know who my real parents were, but I was picked up by the black water and given to my adoptive parents to raise as adults. As for... I don't have any memory of my past life. So, it's not necessarily the emperor you think of. ”

Seeing that Mo Chen was a little hesitant, Dao Ling secretly scolded Hei Yichen in his heart, and hurriedly answered: "Yes." At the beginning, I also felt that some of the aura on his body was very similar to the emperor, and he also had the yin and yang characteristics of the emperor, and now he is still making mistakes, and he has practiced the emperor's original Vajra Yi tendon forging bone skill, and I am more and more convinced: he is the reincarnation of the emperor. In the future, if you follow the Emperor, you will feel the same way as me, there are too many similar things between them. Although the Emperor can't remember anything now, we must work together to help him recall the memories of his past life. Only in this way can those divine skills be restored, his inheritance can be awakened, and he will become as powerful as before. Mo Chen, do you hear me?"

The words of the sword spirit shocked Hei Yichen! But because Mo Chen was in front of him, Hei Yichen couldn't ask anything, so he had to keep the question to heart for the time being.

Mo Chen replied resolutely: "Obey!"

Seeing that the "innocent water" in front of him had been muddied by the sword spirit, it was useless to explain it himself, Hei Yichen was no longer obsessed, and said: "Mo Chen, sit down! Just now the sword spirit said that you are on the Cangshui battlefield, why is the battle situation here so tragic? What happened back then? All the past and old things, you can briefly tell me about it." ”

Mo Chen was ordered to sit down in the second seat to the left of the lower head, and replied: "Here, in fact, it is the Cangshui Battlefield! It's just that now things are different from people! Back then, the Five Realms tore the prelude to the battle of the century, and after the war was opened in this way, the heavens and the earth fell into a dark war. I am ordered by you to lead my troops to defend the capital of the Cangshui Emperor......"

At that time, the heavens and the earth were rolling, and the bloody clouds were obscuring the sun. No one knows how to survive the smoke of gunfire, and the only thing they can do is to fight for their relatives, wives and children, parents and brothers, until the last moment of their lives.

When the war of the Five Realms was ignited, the peace-loving and benevolent Divine Dragon Emperor Yan and his Yanlong Empire were also involved in this tragic war. For the people to live and work in peace and contentment, for the peace and tranquility of the empire, Emperor Shenlong Yan had to raise troops to crusade against the evil demons, just for the unification of the universe and the well-being of the people.

Emperor Yan of the Divine Dragon personally led his troops to conquer the Demon Dao and the Nine Shadows. Because of the disparity in troops, his eight generals also had to separate, each doing his own thing, and led his troops to leave the side of Emperor Shenlong Yan alone, and went to guard Wanqiu, Huaiyang, Cangshui and other places known as the dragon capital.

Cangshui, who was assigned to guard one of the eight imperial capitals, was Mo Chen's general.

Before the war, he rubbed the prosperous image of the Cangshui Imperial Capital at that time on the god Beizhu, hoping that after the war, future generations could rebuild the imperial capital and restore the prosperity of the imperial capital in the past.

Mo Chen led his million elite soldiers and held on to Cangshui for three hundred days. In the past three hundred days, there were no reinforcements, and one of his troops faced tens of millions of demon soldiers alone, only killing blood all over the ground, dead corpses everywhere, and gunsmoke billowing out, leaving only the devastated Cangshui Imperial Capital.

In the end, both sides ran out of food, and countless generals died together with many enemies in order to kill more enemies.

As a general, Mo Chen insisted on killing the enemy until the last moment, covered in wounds, his armor stained with blood, and he was surrounded by brothers who were still fighting with serious injuries.

Seeing that the enemy was several times larger than himself, he was still charging forward without fear of death. Mo Chen decided to rush into the enemy's position and kill all the enemies by exposing himself, so as to win the survival of the few brothers.