After looking at Yan Yan's forbearance appearance, He Hui immediately burst into a hearty laugh again.

"Why, you shouldn't shrink your head as a turtle today?" Seeing that his eldest prince was humiliated, a person immediately jumped out of the Beimo and choked back.

"What a shrunken turtle, that's just that General Ben doesn't want to see you rabble." He Hui snorted coldly and raised his voice.

Speaking of He Hui and them, the group of people in the Northern Desert looked around, and when they saw Mo Wuxian, their eyes suddenly lit up, this is a little white face that came out of nowhere, I don't know where it came from, it looks like a son of a family who came to earn military merits, and at first glance he is the kind of weak scholar who has no skills.

"Yo, where did this weak chicken come from, why, now you only have this kind of sick seedling left in Eastern Zhou?" After saying that, there was a mocking and exaggerated laughter.

When He Hui heard this, he glanced at Mo Wuxian with a smile on his face that was getting brighter and brighter, swallowed his saliva in fear, and then glanced at the warrior who dared to pull out the tiger's whiskers over there, and prayed for him silently in his heart.

"Little white face? Sick seedlings? Mo Wuxian asked with a smile, although his voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. Although his tone of words was slightly raised, and there was a bit of ridicule, it made people shiver for no reason, and they thought it was because the sky had suddenly become cold.

"Of course, what looks like you is not a little white face, not a sick seedling?" The man was not afraid of death and continued to tease.

However, at this time, someone on the side of the Northern Desert suddenly screamed, and his face turned pale in an instant, although there are not many people here who know Mo Wuxian, but after all, it is not completely nothing, but because Mo Wuxian is not standing in the C position at this time, he didn't notice it for a while, but when he was ridiculed by the people on his side just now, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, and then after hearing the voice that he couldn't forget when he was killed, the memory that was sealed in the depths of his mind immediately floated out, isn't it, isn't this the side by side Wang Mo Wuxian???

"What's wrong with you?" Someone around him heard his screams and couldn't help frowning and asking, and even Wan Yanyan threw impatient glances at him.

"That's, that's, that's Mo Wuxian." The man stretched out his finger and pointed at Mo Wuxian, and said in a trembling voice.

"Ann ???" Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, and they looked at Mo Wuxian in a daze, not only the people in the Northern Desert were so stunned, but even the people on the side of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were the same, everyone couldn't believe that this Wen Yuan Gongzi, who had been doing nothing in their military camp for several days, and smiled lightly at everyone, was the new Emperor of the current year, the original His Royal Highness the King Side by Side, Mo Wuxian.

"Ah, I've been recognized." Mo Wuxian chuckled.

Hearing that Mo Wuxian himself had admitted it, everyone swallowed their saliva in unison, especially the person who had just scolded him for being a little white face, he felt that his whole person was like being struck by lightning, and cold sweat fell from his forehead in an instant, so long, where did he dare to scold Mo Wuxian like this??? He can't leave now, will he be humanely destroyed by him later???

"Your Majesty of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty." Wan Yan stabilized his mind, he knew that Mo Wuxian had left Southern Xinjiang, but hadn't he already returned to the capital? How did you suddenly appear here?

"The Great Prince of the Northern Desert, when we met for the first time, really lived up to our reputation." Mo Wuxian casually clenched his fists and said two perfunctory sentences.

"Eldest Prince, shall we go back to the camp first and discuss it well?" The general who had just recognized Mo Wuxian knew very well how dark and deceitful the young man opposite who obviously had a fair and handsome face was, and hurriedly suggested to Wan Yanzhuo.

Wan Yanyan glanced at the general a little unwillingly, "Isn't it Mo Wuxian, what is there to be afraid of, can this prince still be able to beat him." ”

You really just can't beat it. Seeing that his master didn't listen to persuasion, the man sighed, and had to secretly pray that Mo Wuxian would not be too ruthless.

"You're welcome, it's not interesting to say so much, do it!" Wan Yan Yan breathed a sigh in his heart, for the sake of face and for the pride of his eldest prince, he would never be allowed to retreat without a fight, even if he lost, he would fight.

Although this kind of courage to face difficulties is admirable most of the time, this kind of strength is not to face difficulties, but to be stupid just to know that it will kill many people in one breath. Seeing that he was so stubborn, everyone in the Northern Desert had to sigh in their hearts, and they tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands, but basically the mentality of these soldiers had collapsed.

Seeing that the soldiers and horses of the Northern Desert rushed over, the Eastern Zhou side naturally would not be polite to them, with their god of war personally pressing the formation, the morale immediately rose, and after Mo Wuxian's order, they rushed towards those people, and the two armies immediately started a melee.

It is said that Mo Wuxian is very vindictive, this is true, he rode a horse in He Hui's eyes, and he went straight to the bloody path towards the general who was cheap.

Now it was a scuffle, and the man was surrounded by many Eastern Zhou soldiers, in the hearts of these people, Mo Wuxian was a god who could not be blasphemed, and if this person dared to mock him, he had to pay the corresponding price, so he rushed to this hateful goods as soon as possible.

When he saw Mo Wuxian, who was in a no-man's land, rushed in front of him and showed a disdainful smile, he knew that this time he was inevitable, and his desire to survive made his originally mediocre martial arts immediately improve by several grades, and he actually resisted him several times.

Mo Wuxian attacked carelessly like a cat teasing a mouse, after a few moves, he probably didn't think it was interesting, the soft sword slashed lightly across his neck, before the person was completely unconscious, he seemed to see Mo Wuxian's lips move, and said something, judging from the shape of his lips, it should be said that it was a little white face.

After solving that person, Mo Wuxian began to move his hands aimlessly, and no matter whether he was an ordinary soldier or a general under him, it was basically a one-stroke killing, which not only frightened those people in the Northern Desert, but even the soldiers around him consciously stayed away from him, and when a large group of people surrounded others, there was a strange vacuum around Mo Wuxian.

Compared with Mo Wuxian's ease, it is fun to finish Yan Yan's side, there is a sentence that is not well-said, it is not that the enemies do not get together, at this time, he had a good meeting with Mo Bai, the enemy, and was bitten by others, fortunately, he probably remembered the last He Hui's teaching, although there were a lot of mottled bloodstains on Wan Yanyan's body, but fortunately, it was not a fatal injury.