The eternal palace of the Desert Dynasty...... Nothing has changed in the imperial study, and the chair is still the same chair...... Even the people standing at the foot of the stairs have not changed, they are still those courtiers......

It's just that the person sitting in the chair has changed......

Mo Yi, this mentally handicapped prince who was unknown a few days ago and did not attract attention at all. It was only because of an absurd decision of Emperor Mo Hao that he would take the throne with him and let him participate in the pilgrimage on his behalf...... After the coronation ceremony, after coming back again, he grew from an ordinary prince who was unknown to a generation of emperors. His cultivation also went from being mediocre to becoming the first person in the history of the Desert Dynasty to achieve the realm of a saint with the dignity of the emperor.

One qiē and one qiē are like the curtain of heaven, which makes the people of the entire desert dynasty rejoice...... Get ready for that bright future.

But...... With the first order given by this emperor...... This dream is getting farther and farther away, and it has made people panic all day long.

Sitting on the chair that his father once sat on, Mo Yi felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

From the prince's point of view, his father is undoubtedly a good father...... Judging from the position of the courtier, his father was also a good emperor......

However, now he has to drive his father to a dead end......

If only time could be revisited......

Mo Yi's thoughts only dared to think of this, and his emotions could only stay here...... No matter how deep it is, he doesn't dare to think about it, and he doesn't want to think about it.

After receiving the empowerment on the holy mountain of Thoten, his whole being was reborn. It feels like the old days were either happy, but foolish...... Without the slightest color.

Right now...... Although there is a lot of suffering, it is a joy in suffering...... Enjoy. At the very least, he can use a wise brain to analyze the world, and use a pair of clearer eyes to see all kinds of things in this world.

Put your hand on the heirloom jade seal and feel the wind and grass in any corner of this empire. There is also the power of great power luck that wears Kyushu, passes through the eight wildernesses, and gathers in the capital of Beijing.

Feel your own body, the yuan force is rolling, the laws are endless, the way of heaven is running, and it is really like ...... A sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

At the same time, I can't help but realize why there are so many records in the history books of plotting to usurp the throne and killing the king and killing the father to seize the throne......

It's just too tempting to be in this position...... Control the well-being, blessing and misfortune of billions of living beings...... The speed of cultivation. It is also more than 100 times that of ordinary people......

Although he had now reached the Holy Realm with the help of the Eye of Heavenly Dao...... But that was only superficial, and the Sage Zang Sipa also told him in private, that there was no shortcut to the path of cultivation. This holy realm is only temporary...... If you want to never turn back, you can only do it by working hard to cultivate.

Therefore, he now needs to brush his body with qi luck and reshape the foundation of martial arts.

Of course, these are all secrets that are not for outsiders...... He didn't want to sue anyone else.

Now, he just wants to know. Where does his respectable and lovely father live, and has he been arrested......

In fact, Mo Hao will never be arrested in his decree. The secret orders he gave to those generals were...... Kill on the spot!

He didn't want to see Mo Hao...... Or rather. He didn't dare ...... His heart is not cruel enough, nor black enough......

"Your Majesty, the Black Pupil King led his army to surround the island on the sea...... At this point, it should be time to fight with the Ram. ”

Mo Yi pretended to nod nonchalantly. Said: "Got it, go down!"

"Yes......"

When Mo Yi was the only one left in the room, he took out a full picture. Find out where the Ram are, and frown at the islands beyond the dotted line.

Because, according to the map, the Ram tribe is not even considered to be under the jurisdiction of the Great Desert Dynasty......

He didn't know why a wise person like his father would let such a tribe wander out of the Yu Emperor's power. So, he picked up the red pen and circled the dotted line on the map, bringing all those islands under the rule of the Desert Dynasty.

......

Ram Camp ...... Mo Hao sat bored in the open space basking in the sun, the rising sun is always very gentle, like a mother's gaze, soothing the pain of people's hearts.

A group of children in the tribe are playing a game that they never get tired of. From time to time, they would run in front of him, as if they were deliberately trying to get his attention.

Whenever this happens, Mo Hao just smiles gently. However, the eyes did not dare to look into the innocent eyes of those children.

Because, every time he looked at it, he couldn't help but think of what Mo Yi looked like when they were children...... At that time, he was just a prince...... And it is a person who has the potential to be a prince for the rest of his life......

So, at that time, he was very idle and had a lot of time to spend with his children. He also poured deep affection into each of his children......

At the moment when he forced his father to commit suicide, he said to himself that from now on, he must end the bloodshed of the change of throne.

He thought he was doing a good job and gave up his position when he was in the prime of life...... However, he didn't expect that he would end up in the same fate as his father......

Thinking about it...... He didn't know how long he had been thinking about it. It wasn't until a dark cloud floated in the eastern sky, obscuring the warm sunshine, that he suddenly woke up from his memory.

Looking at the dark clouds rolling in the east, he was also angry and hazy.

This is not a normal natural phenomenon...... As an emperor-level martial artist, even if he is seriously injured now, he still has it in his eyes.

The old patriarch happened to pass by, his eyebrows were locked with sorrow, and he sighed: "Alas, what's wrong with this today, this heart is always up and down, which makes people unhappy!"

Mo Hao couldn't help asking, "Old Patriarch, which direction did Xinghe go in when he left last time?"

The old patriarch looked around, pointed in the direction of the dark clouds, and said, "That's over there...... Hey, what's going on over there!"

Mo Hao's heart sank, and he said, "Old patriarch, ...... quickly Gather your people and hide in a cave...... Or, run as far as you can!"

The old patriarch also had some feelings in his heart, looked at Mo Hao's face, and confirmed his conjecture even more, and without saying a word, he ran to gather everyone......

However, by this time it was too late. A feathered arrow shot into the tribe, and as soon as it was nailed to the wooden pillar, it exploded into a cloud of turquoise flames.

"Flame Rune Arrow!"

The old patriarch still had some knowledge, and when he saw this weapon, he was so frightened that his face turned bloodless.

Mo Hao was also staring, as the emperor of the Great Desert Empire, he knew the strength of the empire well. This is the standard weapon of the forbidden army Fire Dragon King...... Costly...... It has always been used to defend the imperial capital.

With Mo Yi's means, it is not difficult to control the fire dragon army in his hands. Can you send such an elite to stop yourself...... Is it your luck or misfortune?

Mo Hao was only slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses, pulled the old patriarch to rush left and right, dodged a round of arrow rain, and helped the old patriarch evacuate the clansmen......

Still, there were a few people who were shot, set on fire by the flaming rune arrows...... In the flames, struggling violently.

For a time, the tribe was full of fire, smoke and dust, which blocked people's vision and caused even more panic in people's hearts.

Mo Hao was so anxious that he couldn't help but leave the old patriarch behind, and ran to the gate of the village alone, shouting to the people outside: "The person you are looking for is me, don't kill the others here!"

Mo Hao's words played a certain role, and the arrow rain stopped for a while.

The old patriarch of Amrams, taking advantage of this opportunity, sent some of the people into the cave...... However, this pause was only for a short time.

Soon, the rain of arrows struck again, and it was several times denser than before......

A few feather arrows went straight to a few children who were running, and the old patriarch saw it in his eyes, and in a hurry, he ran directly over and blocked a few feather arrows with his body. Enduring the burning pain in his back, the old patriarch pointed to the hole not far away and said, "Children...... Fast...... Hurry up and get out of there...... Once you're in, don't worry about anything, just run all the way inside...... Don't look back, whoever told you not to look back!"

Then the old patriarch fell into the fire.

Hearing the voice of the old patriarch, Mo Hao hurriedly turned around and saw the old patriarch lying in the sea of fire. Mo Hao didn't care about anything, ran over in a few steps, and directly carried the old patriarch out of the sea of fire.

Flaming rune arrows, filled with gunpowder...... Once triggered, the power is extremely great, and the fire is also very fierce. At this time, half of the old patriarch's body was scorched. The reason why he didn't stop breathing was because of the white light that flickered on his chest.

Almus trembled and took out the thousand-year-old gem from his arms, handed it to Mo Hao's hand tremblingly, and said, "Child...... This one...... You...... Take it...... Help me take care of it...... Under Protection...... Go to ......"

Mo Hao shook his head painfully and said, "No...... You're holding this piece of the finest rough crystal...... He can keep you from dying...... When Gu Xinghe comes back, you will be saved...... Wait for me to ...... Even if the whole country is the strength of the country, it will heal you!"

Almus smiled bitterly and said, "Child...... What else do you mean by the power of the whole country...... I'm a bad old man, where is it worth that...... If you really have that power, find a way out for my people...... The old man wanted nothing more......"

Mo Hao was still reluctant to pick up the spare...... Just extinguished the flames on the old man's body, and then put the spar into the old man's arms.

As for himself, he took out a dry silver spear from the spatial ring, which was the weapon he was best at...... It was also what he spent a lot of money to buy......

I don't have a chance to use it on weekdays, but I didn't expect that the first time I used it, I wanted to kill my own people.

The gate of the fortress was broken, and more than 100 black-armored soldiers rushed in, and they couldn't help but say that they would cut down people when they saw them...... In the blink of an eye, no less than a dozen people died under their swords.

Mo Hao shouted, rounded the rotten silver spear and rushed into the formation, a little cold, the gun was like a dragon, and a few conflicts overturned dozens of people.

Some of the remaining people were directly suppressed by Mo Hao's momentum. I didn't dare to step forward, and I frequently retreated...... (To be continued......)