Many years later, perhaps not so long, a beautiful woman rode a handsome black horse, her snow-white hair tightly wrapped in a delicate silver crown, she faced the east, facing the newborn sun.

Slightly behind her was a man in his fifties, whose vigorous body meant that he had galloped on the battlefield for many years, and the beautiful woman smiled at the sturdy man, and the two of them tightened their bellies and galloped forward.

Behind him, 100,000 iron horsemen and 50,000 black-blooded guards also drove their horses slowly, and then rode their horses wildly, like a huge dark cloud sweeping the sky and the earth, and everywhere they passed, the yellow sand rolled up to cover the sky and the sun......

Now, Mo Yimiao, this fifteen-year-old girl, is timidly skimming her brother Mo Yilei out of the corner of her eye.

Her brother had already moved the "Wrath of the True King", breaking a teacup and kicking over a table.

"Wait, it's been fifteen years, and when will it be," Mo Yilei roared loudly as he waved the small black staff left for him by his father.

"Do you have to wait until Huang Fuxiong, the old bastard, returns to the West or his conscience finds out, and obediently relinquishes the throne?"

"Perhaps, you should first consider marrying the little princess, this is the old master and the old master's mother's request when they are dying. Mo Yidi on the side spoke.

The years have mercilessly climbed up the face of the old general, grandiose and slightly vicissitudes.

"No, I don't want to marry her, and I don't want any blood sacrifices," Mo Yilei's eyes were filled with fear, as he left his mother after witnessing his mother's blood sacrifice at the age of eight, leaving a huge shadow on his childhood that still lingers.

"But this is the old master's trust, and for the bloodline of the Mo Yi family......" Mo Yidi was interrupted by Mo Yilei as he continued to speak.

"Shut up, don't mention your father," Mo Yilei stretched out his black staff to Mo Yidi's eyes and said angrily, "Look at this is the only thing my father left me, a burning stick, is it for me to use this to stab Emperor Fuxiong to death?"

Seeing that Mo Yidi no longer spoke, Mo Yilei continued: "There must be another way, you don't have to marry my sister, my father and queen mother are gone, I should be in charge, I am the real king, maybe we should recruit troops in this city." ”

"There are less than a thousand women and children in this city. Mo Yidi sighed and said helplessly.

This is a small and remote city on the northwest border, so remote that no one in the Seven Kingdoms claims whose territory it is.

Back then, Mo Yidi led a hundred black blood guards through the West Sea Desert to kill, and the city lord Wu Liang readily agreed to coexist with them in peace and friendship, and Mo Yidi removed the knife around his neck.

Now that the old man of the black blood guard has died of illness, there are less than twenty people, and Wu Liang immediately raised his heart against them.

Mo Yimiao stood in a daze, she was a little tired, but she didn't dare to sit, her brother was still standing, she didn't want to arouse her brother's "true king's anger".

She didn't quite understand what Mo Yilei and Mo Yidi said, what she could understand was that Uncle Di asked his brother to marry him, what was wrong with Uncle Di, who had always been amiable, how could he have such strange thoughts.

Fortunately, her brother did not agree, and there was no doubt that this was the only thing that her brother had done right since she became sensible.

Mo Yimiao, who grew up in this remote town, has adapted to life here, driving chickens and raising sand, and carrying water to cook.

Although I also heard from my brother or Uncle Di that the Mo Yi family dominated the glory of the Dark City and the royal life, for Mo Yi Miao, this was just a story.

She has never thought of herself as a noble princess, Moyi is just a surname to her.

And an elder brother who wielded a little black stick and Uncle Di, who was half-old, said here what to say about recovering the country, attacking the city, and seizing the throne, she found it funny, she was a girl who loved to laugh, Uncle Di said that she was born with laughter, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and almost laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Brother Mo Yilei was getting angry, "Don't you know that everything can't escape the eyes of the true king." ”

It's bad, don't trigger your brother's "True King's Wrath", Mo Yimiao tried to make himself serious.

"Brother, it's good for us to live here, don't think about the throne, you can live a good life by doing a little business. ”

"Doing small business, doing small business, you have aroused the wrath of the true king," Mo Yilei scolded his sister with a small black stick.

"It's you, it's you, the queen mother was born and died to you, you ominous monster, make you laugh, make you laugh......" He scolded while beating, Mo Yimiao didn't dare to hide with his head in his hands, and sobbed silently.

Mo Yidi jumped up, protected Mo Yimiao, and the small staff hit Mo Yidi.

"You dare to protect her, you think I won't dare to beat you. The staff rained down on Moyidi.

Mo Yilei was beating this Mo Yidi, and a black-clothed guard came to report: "City Lord Wu Liang is visiting." ”

Mo Yilei stopped fighting, threw down the little black cane, went out in full clothes, and turned around and said, "I'll settle accounts with you two later." ”

Mo Yimiao saw her brother walking away, and asked with concern, "Uncle Di, did you hurt you?"

"It's okay, it's almost like tickling, the young master's strength is not as good as you, Miss. Mo Yidi stood up and looked at Mo Yilei, but when he saw Mo Yilei and Wu Liang talking and laughing, he didn't know what the two were muttering.

"I don't think this Wu Liang is a good person, he is a guy who lies and has a bad stomach. Mo Yimiao said.

"He is indeed not a good person, I heard that he also bowed down to the leader of the nomads, but he can't help us, I will protect the young master and the young lady. Moyidi said.

"Uncle Di, why do you have to ask me to marry my brother?" Mo Yimiao asked puzzled, "That's not right, I don't like him either, and I don't want to marry him." ”

"Miss," Mo Yidi had no choice but to reply, "The Mo Yi family has always intermarried within the group, and now the Mo Yi family is left with your brothers and sisters." ”

"Ah!" Mo Yimiao asked in horror, "Then my brother and I will marry each other in the future?"

"I'm afraid so. Moyidi replied.

"Then I'd rather live an ordinary life without the Moyi family from now on, and besides, we are ordinary people now, Uncle Di, isn't it okay for us to live like this all the time?"

"This ......," Mo Yidi didn't know what to say.

Mo Yimiao walked back and forth in the room, relieving the soreness of his legs standing for a long time, and when he saw the little black cane thrown down by Mo Yilei on the table, he asked, "Uncle Di, this is what my father left for my brother?"

"I don't recognize this either, it was left by the old master, let it be kept properly, I don't know what the use is. Mo Yidi looked at the black rod and was puzzled.

The two spoke without saying a word, and not far away, they saw Wu Liang bow his hand and say goodbye, and his brother ran away, coming over with a spring breeze on his face.

"There is good news, the caravan from afar has brought news of Guangming City," Mo Yilei said excitedly, "The emperor who suffered a thousand swords is crazy, and he is already sick and dying. ”

"This is indeed good news," said Mo Yidi, "and the child born to the woman of the Qingqiu family is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and if he dies, the world will be in chaos." ”

"Qingqiu family! The Qingqiu family, which should be cut with a thousand knives," Mo Yilei said through gritted teeth, "Qingqiu of the Qingqiu family, this bastard killed his father with his own hands, and I want to use all the dog heads of the Qingqiu family to pay tribute to my father." ”

In the palace of the Dark City, the young general in Tsing Yi who killed the Bat King Mo Yitong was Qingqiu Youyong, and his prestige spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms, even to this remote town.

"Even if the world is in chaos, what can we do?" said Mo Yidi helplessly, "We don't have any soldiers and horses. ”

"Yes, so we have to prepare early, just now the city lord of Wu also told me a good news, in the northwest nomadic tribe Shan Yu has unified the grassland, there are 100,000 iron horses, 100,000 iron horses!" Mo Yilei's eyes lit up, as if he had 100,000 soldiers and horses.

Mo Yidi wanted to speak, but he still held back, he didn't want to sweep Mo Yilei's excitement, after all, he, the young master, hadn't been so happy for a long, long time.

The horse team of the nomadic tribe is no stranger to the people of this small city, and often comes to intrude, the city lord Wu Liang only has the share of currying favor, every time he prepares a generous gift, he has come to their small courtyard to complain many times.

Mo Yimiao is still a little girl, but she didn't think about it so much, although she had just been beaten by her brother, but seeing that her brother was so happy at this time, she must not have caused the "wrath of the true king", and said boldly, "Is my brother going to take the soldiers and horses of the nomadic tribe to avenge my father's mother?"

"Of course, my good sister," Mo Yilei imagined the future, "I will take the rangers to capture Guangming City and set foot on Qingqiu City, if one of me is unhappy, hum, it doesn't matter what North Underworld City, Flame City, Wanghai City, and Golden Crow City are, hum!"

"What kind of Shan Yu of that nomadic tribe will lend you cavalry?" Mo Yidi really couldn't bear to upset Mo Yilei's interest, but he still couldn't help asking.

"This is the second good news brought by the city lord of Wu Liang, the city lord of Wu Liang said, Shan Yugang unified the grassland, and his greatest wish is to marry the princess of the Seven Kingdoms, as long as he can let the Great Khan marry the princess of the Seven Kingdoms, the Great Khan will definitely lend him soldiers and horses. ”

Mo Yidi's face darkened.

Mo Yimiao continued: "The princess of the Seven Kingdoms?

"Phew! Huang Fuxiong, that old bastard, also has a daughter. My brother reprimanded.

"Then where to find the princess?" Mo Yimiao asked.

"Where to find the princess," Mo Yilei said with both hands on Mo Yimiao's shoulders, "My good sister, you are the only princess of the Seven Kingdoms today." ”

"Oh, ah?" Mo Yimiao reacted at this time and went to see Mo Yidi, who was silent with a dark face.

Mo Yilei said in a chic manner: "It's okay now, my sister, I don't have to marry you, of course you definitely don't want to marry me, so you go to marry Tianshan Yu, and I get soldiers and horses to recover the family, wouldn't this be the best of both worlds?"

After Mo Yilei finished speaking, he looked up and down a lot of Mo Yimiao and said, "Oh, my sister, you have to hurry up and buy two good clothes,"

He looked at Mo Yimiao's boobs again and said, "Haven't developed yet?" God, I don't know if Shan Yu can take a fancy to you, sister, you have to learn to be feminine......"

"Wow" didn't wait for Mo Yilei to finish speaking, Mo Yimiao cried, this brother who beat her and scolded her all day long, she still loved her brother, because her brother was his only relative, and now, his brother wanted to give her to the nomadic tribe, to the alien who ran up and ran up with a horse in his arms, and said something she couldn't understand.

"Sister, I've told City Lord Wu that he's going to make an appointment with Shan Yu, and I'll take you over......"

Without waiting for Mo Yilei to finish speaking, Mo Yimiao ran out crying, and Mo Yidi also chased out, leaving Mo Yilei to thunder, triggering his "True King's Fury".

Mo Yimiao ran like this, running until he couldn't distinguish between north and south, running until he was exhausted, gasping for breath, and Mo Yidi chased after him tightly to prevent accidents.

Mo Yimiao was tired of running, and she didn't cry anymore, the two of them stood still and looked at the remnant sun in the distance, and as far as they could see, the yellow sand was full of golden light.

"Uncle Di, you say, is my brother the real king?"

Mo Yidi didn't answer, he couldn't complete the mission of getting his brother and sister married given by the old master and his mother, and he couldn't see the future from Mo Yilei.

"He's not, and neither is he with the nomads' iron horses," Mo Yimiao said firmly.

"The true king will not abandon his sister, nor will he abandon his only relative in this world. ”

People never grow up slowly, as if in an instant, when the wind and sand swept by the breeze blew on her face, this fifteen-year-old girl suddenly grew up.