"Hehe~" At this time, Liu Ji also stood up, and said after bowing his hand to Mo Xuan: "The lord is worried, but it is also reasonable, but the lord does not need to worry much, our army is called the king, and there is a great chance that the Qin Dynasty will send troops to come, and the rest of the princes and kings, in Xiao Lao'er's opinion, may not send troops." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Why do you say that?" Mo Xuanhu asked.

"Lord, let me tell you!" Jia Xu smiled slightly, and whispered in Mo Xuan's ear, "According to the detailed replies made by our army everywhere, Likun, King of Chujiang, Yu Xin, Emperor of Song, Lu Fengbao, King of Wuguan, as well as Bi Kuiying, King of Biancheng, Dong Qingping, King of Taishan, and Huang Yi, King of the City, have all had the image of change after Bao Qing captured the Iron Net Abi Hell, and the territories of the princes in them are also constantly surging with rebels from all walks of life. ”

"Obviously, the forces around the world are all red after seeing Bao Qing eat the fat of the King of Equality, and they are ready to do a big job at this moment, I call myself the king, in the peaceful period, but it will make the princes and kings of all places have a heart of exclusion, but now the princes and kings of all places have set their sights on the territory of the rest of the princes and kings, who cares that the ghost wheel hell is not a rich place?"

"So, lord, please be the king!" Liu Ji followed Jia Xu's words and shouted to Mo Xuan.

"Please call the lord king!" With Liu Ji's words, Jia Xu, Ma Chao, Chen Qingzhi and others all bowed their hands to Mo Xuan and shouted loudly.

Jia Xu's words made Mo Xuan understand the situation in front of him at a glance, and the worries in his heart were also put down at this time, looking at the scene in front of him, he immediately laughed, and his whole body rose up with pride, shouting: "How can I refuse what the generals invite?" Okay, then we will set ourselves up as kings, belong to the emperor and the king, and create our own princely dynasty." ”

Feeling the pride in Mo Xuan's words, the blood of the soldiers of the whole army boiled up, knelt on the ground in the direction of Mo Xuan, and shouted in unison: "We will wait to meet the Emperor Zangwang." ”

"Haha~ Come on, brothers, let's raise a glass and drink this cup for our dynasty!" Mo Xuan laughed excitedly, raised his wine glass, and said loudly.

"For my dynasty, drink this cup!"

"For my dynasty, drink this cup!"

The sound waves were like waves, wave after wave, and the soup on the shaking wine table trembled constantly.

..................

With the hard work of the whole army and the soldiers, it only took two days to set up a grand celebration platform in front of the original princes' palace, and the people from all over the country gathered in the direction of the soul city from all over the hell with blessings, excitement, and gratitude, because the Mo Xuan prison master they admired not only wanted to declare the king and rule, but also to marry his bride.

The relationship between Mo Xuan and Qin Tianyi has long been as deep as roots, and the question is rooted in the hearts of the two, the wedding of the two should have been held half a year ago, but because of the original black killing army, Mo Xuan had no choice but to postpone the wedding.

Who knows, this extension is extended to the end of the year, fortunately, Qin Tianyi is knowledgeable and reasonable, and he has nothing to think about Mo Xuan except for understanding, but Mo Xuan has always felt guilty about Qin Tianyi in his heart, so at this time of King Xuan and the New Year, Mo Xuan decided to marry the person he loves the most.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was this day, the first day of the New Year's and Spring Festival.

In the early morning of winter, the temperature is low, the cold wind is blowing, and it makes people shiver, if it is on weekdays, at this time, the people are still in the bed, but today, the entire soul city is full of people, noisy and surging, and the people are smiling with smiles on their faces, rushing towards the palace of the princes.

In front of the palace of the princes, the high platform is erected, the lanterns are colorful, the soldiers of the emperor and Tibetan army stand in line, and the high platform will be climbed to the top around it, the black armor and white robes reflect the bright light of the forest in the sun, and a mighty military will swept the scene.

"The auspicious time has arrived! I invite the emperor to hide the king!" Wei Zheng put on his official uniform, looked up at the sky, his face was rising, and immediately shouted loudly in the direction of His Highness.

"Knock knock~~"

"Woo woo~~"

With Wei Zheng's shout, two hundred large war drums struck suddenly, and bursts of mighty drums resounded through the sky like thunder;

Mo Xuan was wearing a python dragon yellow robe, wearing the crown of the princes, a majestic domineering spirit spread out, the handsome face of the lining was mighty and powerful, and he stepped towards the high platform under the support of the guards.

"Meet Mo Xuan Prison Master!"

"Meet Mo Xuan Prison Master!"

..........

When the people in front of the hall saw Mo Xuan coming, their expressions were undoubtedly excited, and they knelt on the ground one after another and shouted loudly.

"On stage—"

Waiting for Mo Xuan to walk to the front of the high platform, Wei Zheng's voice came in time.

Mo Xuan looked up at the high platform in front of him, smiled slightly, and then took a long swing, stepped up, and only a few steps to the high platform, looking down from the high platform, but saw the dense crowd of people in front of him kneeling to the ground, everyone showed a crazy and excited look on their faces, such a scene, Mo Xuan couldn't help but feel heroic in his heart.

"Today, the dragon luck of the sky, the meaning of the sky, Mo Xuangong is high, and the king is ..........." Wei Zheng opened the yellow dragon zhang and read aloud: "......... In order to obey the will of heaven, therefore, Mo Xuan was specially given, the position of the princes and kings, the title, and the emperor's collection. ”

In Mo Xuan's boring waiting, Wei Zheng finally finished his long recitation, and with the last sentence of the title Emperor Zang, the soldiers of the Emperor and Tibetan Army gathered their weapons, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly: "Gong Zhugong is on the throne of the king!" The voice shook the sky, echoed for a long time, and the wind and clouds changed in the nine heavens.

"Meet the Emperor!"

"Meet the Emperor!"

And the people in the audience also changed their words and shouted in unison.

"Buzz~~~Roar~~"

At this moment, the golden light above the nine heavens was shining, the wind and clouds were turning, and there was the sound of the dragon's groan, looking up, but seeing that there were four golden dragons flying and stirring in the sky, and the golden light of the drums and drums illuminated the earth, such a scene was extremely magical, and it made everyone present excited, fanatical, and chanting for a long time.

"Huh, is there such a scene?" Looking at the strange sound above his head, Mo Xuan was also a little surprised, but deep in his heart was excited, after all, the golden dragon descended only once in thousands of years, which means that it was really recognized by God.

In this way, the impact is huge, first, the image of the golden dragon descending will inevitably spread throughout the ghost wheel hell in the near future, and Mo Xuan's position as the prince and king will be stable, second, Mo Xuan's reputation spreads, and his prestige increases, saving a considerable part of the trouble for future rule and management, and third, the impact is the recruitment of the emperor's Tibetan army.

Mo Xuan's heart was excited, a smile appeared on his face, and with a wave of his big hand, he shouted in a loud voice: "Everyone!

"Emperor Xie Zangwang!"

The people and the soldiers of the Emperor and Tibetan Army cheered in their mouths, slowly stood up, and looked up at Mo Xuan on the high platform, hundreds of thousands of eyes were full of fanaticism.