"Chen, I'm just watching here, I won't make a mess of ......"

Miss Hua Er's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, she lost her voice, lowered her head, and did not dare to look directly at Mo Xichen.

"Then sit down next to me." Mo Xichen shook his head a little helplessly, and stepped forward to help Tianyan sit in his original position.

Qiao's face was slightly red, and she nodded lightly in agreement.

"Mo Mo Xichen, what kind of demon magic did you use?!" Hundreds of women and children disappeared almost instantly, and Mu Qing reacted to the time of the three incense sticks, and his heart was shocked.

Mo Xichen has such great ability, if it was before, wouldn't he be able to take his life at any time?!

Thinking of this, Mu Qing became more and more afraid. But thinking about it the other way, he is the emperor of the country, and he has been ruthless all the way, what is he afraid of? What he wants, there is nothing he can't get!

Mo Xichen, even if you have a thousand abilities, I am also the emperor of the Cangguo, and if you judge me to act, you will be punished by heaven.

"Psychics?!"

Just when Mu Qingwu was complacent, an exclamation came from the front row of the Yanguo team, the sound was not loud, but in the silence of the million army, even a needle could be heard falling, and this exclamation was undoubtedly not the focus.

"What does the national teacher mean by this?"

Xue Du frowned, spiritual art, he had seen it in the book, it was the legendary Heavenly Clan's non-inherited rice tree, the legend is that that kind of spiritual art is to go to the way of heaven, and go against the way of heaven, using the aura of heaven and earth to condense, there is a terrifying power that can destroy the heavens and the earth.

Legend has it that the people of the Detian clan won the world.

Such a sentence is like thousands of ants, hundreds of millions of tentacles crawling in the heart, a pair of sharp eyes, tightly locked on the silver-white figure on the city tower, like a fairy pouring dust, like a god of dignity, behind the silver-white robe is a thousand feet of light, scorching and shining-

High above, sacred and unattainable.

The emperor, who has always been full of ambition and fearless, has a trace of fear in his heart, can he really win? This idea flashed by, and before it reached the bottom of his heart, he was vigorously denied by Xue Du.

He Xue Du is confident, and people will win the day!

There is nothing in the world that cannot be obtained by force: the national teacher said that he is a rare emperor.

Xue Du himself has always been convinced that the world is divided into three parts, and wars are frequent, Xue Du has always believed that he is the emperor of the ages who unified the troubled times.

destined to be worshipped for all eternity......

"Your Majesty, the minister dares to swear by the minister's hundred years of cultivation, Mo Xiang is the legendary person of the Heavenly Clan, and his spiritual power is extraordinary, if you let Mo Xiang help your Majesty, Your Majesty's great cause is just around the corner." Riding a horse to Xue Du's side, Honglu told the truth.

Isn't Honglu afraid that Mo Xichen will come over and snatch his job?!

Of course, Honglu was afraid, but Honglu also knew that Qinghan was as noble as ink, and it was impossible to follow Xue Du to see the horse. The first phase of the world is a high god's mansion, born to control the world, and will not be controlled by any world. Although Honglu didn't know why Mo Xichen was bent at Mu Qing's feet, although Honglu was the scum of the Dao Chief, his profound Taoism was beyond the reach of very few people, and he could sit on the position of the national teacher of the Emperor, and he didn't know how to rely on the tricks of only relying on his two hands.

"National teacher, can you see clearly?" Frowning, Xue Du looked at Honglu in disbelief, is there really the existence of the Heavenly Clan?

"Weichen dares to swear by a hundred years of Taoism."

Honglu pointed to the sky, solemnly swore an oath, and said: "If Honglu deceives the emperor today, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky, and ashes will be wiped out." ”

"So, Mo Xiang is really from the Celestial Clan?"

"Definitely, only the Celestial Clan can do it, with the body of a mortal, turning your hands into clouds, covering your hands into rain, and the wind is raging." Hong Lu said truthfully, a face full of seriousness, peeking at Xue Du's deep and unfathomable face, the light in his eyes flashed.

"Master Hong, I have received your kindness, but Mo Xichen is praised by the world, and he may not surrender to me, Mo Xichen can only be an opponent, and he will never be able to fight side by side."

Xue Du sighed faintly, the first minister in the world, the rule of culture and martial arts, the people of the world do not surrender, all countries have the intention of winning over the first minister in the world, among which Xue Du naturally did not waste much effort. As a result of his efforts, he couldn't spit out the treasures he had sent in, and he lost face and came back in disgrace.

The first prime minister in the world is destined not to be owned by anyone, even if it is only the nominal prime minister of Cangguo, a white coat is better than snow, and a feather fan points to the picturesque country, such a person is a talent for governing the world and will not succumb to anyone's feet.

Let's ask, how can an immortal who doesn't eat fireworks in the world serve a layman wholeheartedly?

"Is it a demon law, Honglu Guoshi knows better than anyone else, isn't it?" The thin crimson lips opened lightly, and the sound of a clear spring was like a clear and elegant pearl falling on a jade plate.

Honglu, who was named, had a stiff face, looked at the immortal who was forever so peerless, and said leisurely: "I really didn't expect that Mo Xiang's background would be so extraordinary......

Honglu paused deliberately, and his deep voice sounded a little more: "If it is true that the first phase of the world is the person who is really hidden, 'those who win the heavens and men win the world', this rumor has spread tens of millions in the land of Yunze, Honglu saw it today, and the legend is really a legend, it is all fake." ”

"Legends are just the world's yearning for a better life, so naturally I can't believe it."

As if he didn't understand what Honglu said, the crimson thin lips were closing at a perfect angle, one by one, and the faint voice responded faintly, Mo Xichen actually agreed with Honglu's thoughts, and the words were light and breezy, without the slightest ups and downs, and there was no expression on the demon's face that was so beautiful that he didn't eat the fireworks of the world.

"Ink is quite modest." Hong Lu couldn't help but sneer, for his biggest threat, how much better could Hong Lu's face be to Mo Xichen?

Unless Honglu sincerely wants Mo Xichen to return to the Yan Kingdom, but in that case, I am afraid that there will be no scenery of Honglu's great master today.

"It's the Red National Master who lifted Mo."

"It seems that Mo Xiang has made up his mind to become the king of his own country?"

Honglu suddenly changed his words, just now it was a gentle drizzle, and it was peaceful, but now it was a heavy rainstorm, and there was nowhere to hide.

"In the world, the virtuous live in it."

The feather fan shook gently, Mo Xichen opened his mouth leisurely, and the ambiguous words made everyone present have to think twice, Mo Xiang's words are self-established kings? !

For a while, there were joys and sorrows.

The master who supported Mo Xichen expressed his joy beyond words, Mu Qing and Xue Du had gloomy faces, and they wanted everything.

"Mo Xiang, this is agreeing to be the emperor?"

Cao Cen was overjoyed, and almost didn't think about it before asking.

Mo Xichen was silent, in a pair of phoenix eyes as bright as stars, there were only people sitting beside him, affectionate, loveless, and immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world, he was still so high, only caring about what he liked, everything else was not in his eyes, let alone in his heart.

"Mo Xiang agreed to be the emperor?"

Seeing that Mo Xichen didn't answer, Sun Qingming tentatively asked the same question again.

Knowing that Miss Hua Er's face was flushed when she was seen by a certain prime minister, she turned her head angrily, Mo Xichen seemed to hear Sun Qingming and Cao Cen's words, "I didn't say it." ”

The understatement voice, in an instant, poured a basin of bone-chilling ice water on a pair of expectant eyes, cold into the heart, but powerless to reverse the situation, a heart of loyalty to the country, instantly became cold and cold, as if it stopped beating.

And Prime Minister Mo's good-looking phoenix eyes, which are as bright as stars, stayed on the body of Yan Yan from beginning to end, without blinking.

is so affectionate, if you want to let women all over the world see it, I'm afraid it will go crazy in an instant.

The immortals who don't eat fireworks don't love the picturesque rivers and mountains, but only love the beauty and smile like a flower.

Red face and troubled water, red face and bad water!

Beautiful women, as expected, are not good things.

"Mo Xichen, I'm talking to you, did you hear it, don't pretend to be deaf and dumb to me, my patience is limited." Mu Qing's roar came again, and the sound of a few roars formed a stark contrast with Mo Xichen's dust, the same brocade clothes and jade belt, Mo Xichen is a heavenly immortal, Mu Qing is a nouveau riche who got rich overnight, wearing gold and jade, roaring loudly without an image, living out of a super tyrant with no culture, no education, and no quality.

More vulgar than the world's number one profiteer!

At the very least, Jimo Liuhua still has a bewitching face that turns all beings upside down, and Mu Qing is not lazy, but compared with Jimo Tyrant and Mu Tuhao, Mu Qing is really not as good as Jimo Tyrant except for his name.

"Then dare to ask Your Majesty what is going to happen next?"

Mo Xichen's gorgeous upside-down phoenix eyes were finally reluctant to move away from Miss Hua Er, and looked at Mu Qing, who was shouting like a clown jumping off the beam, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Take out Princess Zhuohua and open the city gate to die."

Authoritarian and arbitrary like Mu Qing, when did he receive such white eyes, in a word, Mu Qing was almost squeezed out of his teeth.

"Isn't Qinghuang getting old?" On Mo Xichen's unwavering beautiful face, he finally had a humanized expression, raised his eyebrows, and was full of grace, "Look at the memory of the original appearance, the Qinghuang is upright and prime, how can he be old, if you want to say old, it should be the emperor, and you can be the father of the old man." ”

The undisguised sarcasm, obviously vicious words, came out of Mo Xichen's mouth, it was a peerless nature, the cold voice was as moist and refreshing as spring water, and when he smelled it, there was a faint fragrance circulating, and there was spring water seeping into the air, in the dingdong meandering, faintly emanating, fresh and refreshing, refreshing.

"Mo Xiang, I didn't offend you."

When Xue Du heard this, his face, which had originally improved slightly towards Mo Xichen, was instantly gloomy, turning black, turning blue, turning red, turning blue, and then turning purple and white.

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