Imperial Capital Square, located in the center of the imperial capital of the Martial Arts Empire, is the most densely populated place in the empire.

There is a ten-meter-high platform in the middle of the Imperial Capital Square, which is the Wuhun Terrace.

Every time, the person who can stand on the martial soul platform will announce important news, and this time, the funny thing is that there are three gentlemen standing on it.

Mo Wuxian and Zhuo Da Shao got out of the carriage, and everyone automatically made way to a passage, allowing them to walk unimpeded to the front of the Martial Spirit Stage.

They were the imperial capital, and almost no one didn't know them, and these ordinary civilians didn't have the guts to get in their way, and even if someone didn't know them, the carriage told them that they had to get out of the way.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Mo Shao, Brother Zhuo Shao, do you also know that there is a special incident today?" A young man who was overly drunk looked at Mo Wuxie, and there was a flattering intention in his eyes.

Mo Wuxian immediately found out this person from his memory, it turned out to be the son of Viscount Miao Xin, Miao Xin's official residence in the three ranks, belonging to the Ministry of Rites, and he had no real power. Although they are all gentlemen, they are not at the same level as him.

"Miao Xiong, no matter where you go, you can't be without beautiful women! You look very good today!" Mo Wuxian smiled evilly and said something against his will. This is the way they communicate with each other, and they don't want to offend anyone, but for some other people, such as the Zhao Gang brothers and Situ Zhe on the high platform!

Miao Xiong was holding two flowers and branches on the left and right, the woman in revealing clothes, his hand was still pinching in the woman's clothes, the woman's face was flushed, and she looked very enjoyable, and occasionally, they made ecstatic sounds in their mouths.

"These two girls make Mo Shao, Zhuo Shaojian smiled, if the two brothers like it, I can send you!" Miao Xiong's intention to get closer was obvious.

If it was Mo Wuxian before, he would definitely disdain this kind of low-level aristocratic friendship, but this innocence is not the previous innocence, and the current Mo Wuxie's way of doing things is more sophisticated, and he said with a smile: "Ha Luha, Brother Miao Xiong, you should know that the last thing our two brothers lack is women, and we don't win people's love." That's okay, if you have time, you can come to my house and we'll talk!"

Miao Xiong suddenly showed an excited look, this is a big tree, he has enough capital to shout after tying it up!

"Thank you Mo Shao for your kindness, I will definitely visit you another day, by the way, I still have some good things there, and I will send them together when the time comes!"

Mo Wuxian patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Ha Luha, Brother Miao Xiong is too polite, everyone will be their own people in the future, what's the matter, Young Master Ben is covering you!"

Miao Xiong trembled uncontrollably with excitement, pushed the two women away, and said, "If you can get a word about your own people, I Miao Xiong will be the first for you in the future!"

Mo Wuxian patted him on the shoulder again and said with a smile: "Okay, Young Master Ben has come to see the excitement today!"

After speaking, they all looked up at the Martial Spirit Stage.

Zhao Gang, Zhao Ming, and Situ Zhe on the martial soul platform naturally saw the carriage coming.

Especially Situ Zhe, his eyes seem to be able to breathe fire, it is his carriage, and it will change hands before it arrives.

When they saw the people coming down, they wanted to rush down and fight them to the death.

But they are all people who are afraid of death, and they can only think about it in their hearts. If they want to fight a decisive battle, they would rather stand on a high platform and be embarrassed.

The black pressure under the stage is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people.

Ever since the three of them stood on the martial spirit platform, these civilians had stopped and looked at them inexplicably.

At this time, a carriage in the distance that was countless times more luxurious than Mo Wuxie's had to come. However, it only stayed on the periphery of the Imperial Capital Square and did not enter inward. If Mo Wuxian saw it, he would definitely know the mark on the carriage, it was the mark of the dragon and phoenix, and the only one that represented it was the royal family!

The vision on the martial soul platform could sweep across the entire Imperial Capital Square, and a trace of complexity flashed in Situ Zhe's eyes.

"Hey, you three still haven't fulfilled your gambling contract, what are you waiting for?" Zhuo Dashao, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, came out with an oily voice, and the whole square suddenly fell silent.

"Big brother, Brother Situ, let's start! Otherwise, if he gets angry, we won't be able to eat and walk around!"

Situ Zhe gritted his teeth and finally nodded.

Then, a strange scene began.

I saw that the three people on the martial soul platform began to twist their bodies, twisting and undressing at the same time, but after a while, they were naked!

Everyone froze, this was the most absurd thing the civilians had ever seen, it was something they could not understand in their lives.

With the rhythm of their undressing, the discussion began to be mixed, almost everyone pointed fingers, and even heard some ** scolding shameless, scum, bastard, yin-thief and so on.

Everyone's expressions were very different, some were sarcastic, some were funny, and some were worshipped! This worship was, of course, Mo Wuxian and Zhuo Dashao.

Even the two of them didn't have the courage to do such a thing on such an occasion, so they admired their courage.

The scene was obviously out of control, but no one dared to do anything out of the ordinary, only insulting, not throwing egg and vegetable skins, let alone beating. Do these civilians dare? Naturally, they don't dare.

Mo Wuxie, Zhuo Da Shao and the two of them laughed forward and back, and the most stubborn hands supported their knees, and tears flowed out of their laughter.

Miao Xiong didn't dare to laugh, he was not the opponent of the above three, but now he was innocent, and after being stunned for a while, he also laughed with the crazy big man.

Stripped naked, the three of them stood naked on the high platform.

Each of them was blushing and convulsing, and their fat was shaking.

They wanted to rush off the Wuhun Platform several times and escape, but the carriage in the distance had not left for a long time, and they did not dare to escape!

Suddenly, the three of them put their hands on their mouths, and shouted violently with a gesture imitating a megaphone: Innocent young master is wise and martial!

They shouted the first, then the second, and the third......

Everyone's eyes were not looking at the Martial Spirit Stage, but at a position below the platform.

Receiving the focus of his gaze, Mo Wuxian looked around, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Ha Luha, Young Master Ben is a little overwhelmed!"

At this moment, Miao Xiong didn't know which tendon was wrong, his eyes showed a scorching look of worship, and he suddenly shouted: Innocent young master is wise and martial!

His shout was terrible, and the crowd of people also shouted intermittently, and the most reluctantly connected together.

The three people on the martial soul platform were originally ashamed to speak, but at this time, they suddenly became numb, and their voices were drowned out by the voices below.

"Wise Shenwu, Wise Shenwu!"

Situ Zhe shouted weakly, his eyes showing dazedness and loss.

Mo Wuxie's vanity has never been satisfied, but he is a reasonable person, and if he continues like this, something will definitely happen.

He jumped onto the platform, stretched out his hands and pressed down on the ground, signaling to stop.

The audience was silent, and all of them looked at him with burning eyes, and these people seemed to have forgotten the innocent, scoundrel, and violence of the past!

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "Everyone, I can't afford to use the word Wise Shenwu, this great title should be given to our Supreme Emperor Your Majesty!" He paused and suddenly said, "Everyone follow me and shout: Long live Your Majesty, Your Majesty Shenwu!"

"Long live Your Majesty, your Majesty's martial arts!"

This time, the civilians shouted with great effort, and the sound exploded like thunder in the Imperial Capital Square!