"Senior brother......" The Water Moon Palace Lord called out worriedly again, while the Xuanyin Sect Master waved his hand with a smile on his face.

"Wuyue, don't worry, I'm fine! I promise you, start today to fulfill my promise. But...... I'm afraid that some people don't want to!" After the Xuanyin Sect Master's words were finished, his eyes swept the Ziyu real person playfully.

"If they dare to be happy, we will call them until they agree!" In an instant, Princess Shuiyue's voice sounded coldly, and the moment the words landed, the temperature of heaven and earth plummeted almost freezing.

The smile on the face of the Xuanyin Sect Master became even brighter, and he turned his face to look at the Ziyu real person in front of him, "Ziyu, on the road to the Emperor's hegemony, I was defeated. But on the road to martial arts, I don't! Do you want to fight now, or do you want to fight again later?"

"But the grievances, why choose a day, it's today!" Ziyu Zhenren's face was unusually solemn, and as soon as the words fell, a divine soul phantom suddenly stood proudly in the world. The Purple Jade True Person's Divine Soul Phantom slowly opened his eyes, and this was also the first time the Xuanyin Sect Master had seen his eyes.

Two rays of essence shot out, and the eyes of the purple jade real person seemed to contain the sun and the moon. The momentum soared into the sky, and even the night of the sky was rendered with purple colored light.

"Where's your Fenggu plate, why don't you take it out?" The Xuanyin Sect Master looked at Ziyu Zhenren indifferently, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a sneer.

"Because I'm here......" A voice seemed to flow through a clear spring, and the moment the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared and floated quietly behind the Xuanyin Sect Master.

There was a Ziyu real person in front of him, and Ning Yue in the back, and the two of them flanked the Xuanyin Sect Master back and forth. A faint Dao rhyme suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, and the silence in the sky seemed to be condensed into a substance, and a strong slaughter swept the sky.

Xuanyin Sect Master's face gradually became gloomy, and he had been waiting for when Ning Yue would appear. And Ning Yue really didn't disappoint him, she appeared in such a timely manner.

Fenggu Pan appeared on top of Ning Yue's head again, and the Taishi Sword in his hand emitted a faint buzz. Ning Yue's momentum suppressed the fluctuation of heaven and earth. Even the momentum of the Xuanyin Sect Master was also sealed in a small world.

Ning Yue's cultivation was only one line behind the Xuanyin Sect Master. And now that there is the joining forces of Ziyu Zhenren, he is naturally above the Xuanyin Sect Master. For this day, Ning Yue had been waiting for a long time.

At this moment, even if no one says it, they all know each other. Ning Yue's tactics were obvious, he used the hands of Ziyu Zhenren to kill the Xuanyin Sect Master, and Qianduxue contained the Water Moon Palace Master.

At the beginning, the three martial arts masters could make Zhuge Qing not even have a chance to escape. And now, Ning Yue is confident that she can also give it a try. The Xuanyin Sect Master saw through Ning Yue's plan, but a mocking sneer appeared on his face.

From beginning to end, the Xuanyin Sect Master never thought of escaping. His attitude just now was already very obvious, on top of the emperor's hegemony, he lost. He didn't want to lose on the path of martial arts. The Xuanyin Sect Master is most proud of his shocking martial arts. Losing martial arts is equivalent to losing pride.

The heavens and the earth condensed, and the heavy snow stopped suddenly. It snowed in the middle of the night and finally stopped. Although it only rained in the middle of the night, the earth was vast, and the thick snow seemed to bury all the misfortunes and dirt on the earth, turning the world into a pure and unsullied place.

It was a heavy snowfall that fell in time. Intercept the footsteps of Mo Wuxian in the capital. Mo Wuxian had just gathered 50,000 Praetorian Guards, and had just set foot on the dragon yuan to prepare for departure, when the goose feathers and heavy snow suddenly fell.

Before leaving, the snow is regarded as ominous. Even if ordinary people go out and encounter snow, they will turn back, let alone be ordered by the Son of Heaven. Mo Wuxian stopped helplessly, this snow is really not the right time.

The battle on the front line should be in full swing, I don't know if Gongzi Yu can block the edge of the Night Demon Army and intercept it outside Zhongzhou? Mo Wuxian has no bottom in his heart. He believed in Gongziyu's talent, but he had to admit the reality.

The Daredevil army is in full swing, and the forbidden army is retreating. If it weren't for worry, if it wasn't for the bottom of his heart, why did Mo Wuxian need to drive the expedition in person? It is said that the Son of Heaven guards the country, and if the country needs the turn of the Son of Heaven to guard it, then this country will really be finished.

The heavy snow fell in the middle of the night and did not stop until it was approaching. The middle of the night is enough time for too many things to happen. Mo Wuxian's heart began to get irritable. Looking in the direction of Lizhou, it seems that you can see the flames of war rushing there.

The snow stopped, but the road was blocked. It snowed heavily in the middle of the night, enough for the snow to reach your knees. In such snow, neither horses nor warriors can walk. However, the crisis on the front line made Mo Wuxian extremely anxious, and if he didn't take a look, his heart would hang and he couldn't let go.

Mo Wuxian walked out of the door gently, and slowly opened his arms to look at the sky where the clouds were getting thinner and thinner, "The snow has stopped, let's continue to camp with the three armies......

"Your Majesty...... Heavy snow blocked the road, the road was difficult and dangerous, and the old minister implored the emperor to return to the palace......" Zeng Xiangguo hurriedly bowed to Mo Wuxian and persuaded him.

"The ministers implore the emperor to return to the palace ......" The Manchu Dynasty civil and military men who saw them off knelt down in unison, I don't know if they were sincere, or they were acting on the spot, and they were all extremely sincere and even knelt down in the snow alive.

"All the kings are up! I also want to sit in the palace and wait for good news. However, the life and death of the front-line battle are uncertain, and I am anxious and cannot let go. I don't feel at ease if anyone goes, so I'd better go and see for myself. General Sima, order the three armies to pull out the camp!"

"Yes-" Sima Jingming replied indifferently, and just turned around, suddenly a figure ran from a distance.

"Newspaper - Eight hundred miles expedited - great victory of the forbidden army - report - eight hundred miles urgent - great victory at the front line-" The comer sang loudly as he ran.

Mo Wuxian was shocked, and suddenly turned to look at the rapidly approaching messenger in the distance. At first, I thought I had heard it wrong, but after listening carefully. Mo Wuji's face showed disbelief and doubt.

"Gentlemen, you ...... What do you hear? I seem to hear...... A victory on the front?"

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, what he said is indeed a great victory on the front line! The emperor is blessed with all the heavens, and the emperor does not need to drive the expedition in person...... Zeng Weigu also had an ecstatic smile on his face.

He was a veteran of the Three Dynasties, so he calmed down faster than Mo Wuxian. Although just before dark, the battle situation on the front line was still a mess. The forbidden army was beaten by the Daredevil and had no power to fight back, so why did they suddenly win a big victory at the front?

But even if I don't understand it in my heart, the great victory at the front should be real, and no one dares to joke about the war report, let alone lie about the military situation. After falling three times in the snow, the visitor fell to his knees in front of Mo Wuxian with a thud.

"Emperor Qiyu, Generalissimo Qiyu, a great victory on the front line, Gongzi Yu burned the capital with generals, and 100,000 night demon troops were buried in the fire. The remaining 100,000 fled, but General Gongziyu had already surrounded them layer by layer, and it was only a matter of time before the night demon army was completely annihilated. The villain specially sent a report from General Gongziyu——"

Mo Wuxian grabbed the messenger's hand and helped him up, "You have worked hard!"

It was only four words, but it moved the messenger Xiaoshan to tears. The one in front of him is the Son of Heaven, who ran back thousands of miles to deliver the letter, and originally planned to deliver it to the gate of the palace. However, as soon as he stepped into the capital, he was told that the Son of Heaven was in the military camp outside the city, and he came non-stop under the leadership of the palace attendants.

Along the way, a question kept swirling in my mind. Is this going to face the saints? This is going to see the Son of Heaven? If you go back and tell them to Youba, won't you be jealous of them to death?

The heavy snow closed the road, and everyone was a little cringe, and they pushed themselves out to deliver the battle report. If they knew that they could face the saint this time, maybe they would get up and grab this errand even if they broke their legs, right?

The Son of Heaven is in front of him, so dazzling, the black dragon dragon robe on his body seems to come to life. After Xiao Shan glanced at it from a distance, his mind was already blank. Fortunately, he is a messenger, and his tempered professional habits still allow him to report good news while running.

When Tianzi heard the words of your hard work, Xiaoshan only felt that his life was worth it. In the future, even if he returns to his hometown after being discharged from the army, he has seen the emperor himself, and he has talked to the emperor enough to brag about it for a lifetime.

Xiaoshan trembled all over, not from fear, but from excitement. At this moment, the hand is still in Mo Wuxian's hand, and Xiaoshan doesn't even know what to do next.

"What about the battle report?" Sima Jingming on the side knew that his brain had crashed when he saw Xiaoshan's appearance, and he woke Xiaoshan up with a loud shout.

Inadvertently shuddered, Xiaoshan's eyes instantly regained clarity, and he hurriedly opened the cowhide bag around his waist with a trembling hand, and took out a thick letter from it tremblingly.

Mo Wuxian hurriedly snatched it, and the envelope was much thicker than he imagined. Can't wait, Mo Wuxian waved his big hand and beckoned the courtiers to approach the military tent.

As soon as he took three steps, Mo Wuxian suddenly paused and turned his head to look at Xiao Shan, who was still trembling with excitement behind him, and his legs were trembling, "When did this victory happen?"

"Huang ...... Yellow...... ...... at dusk"

"It's only been less than three hours at dusk? And at that time, it happened to be snowing, and when the road was closed by heavy snow, you were able to deliver the letter so quickly?

"The old minister obeys the order-" Sima Jingming bowed slightly in response, and looked back at Xiaoshan, who had fallen into happiness again, "You step back and rest first, maybe there will be a will for you to bring back later!" After speaking, ignoring Xiaoshan's reaction, he turned around and followed Mo Wuxian into the military tent.

Mo Wuxian sat by the imperial case in three steps and two steps, and couldn't wait to open the letter. This battle report was written when the capital city fell, and Gongzi Yu also wrote his battle plan, previous plans, and all the arrangements in detail in the battle report.

After reading the battle report, Mo Wuxian actually felt a little like a dream. He patted his face gently, and after confirming the truth, he handed the battle report to Sima Jingming.