Sword rises in the storm

After Mo Xiuyang learned that Old Man Gu and the others had left Nanyuan Kingdom safe and sound, Mo Xiuyang went directly to Yixiguan in Western Xinjiang.

On the city wall of Yixi Pass, Mo Xiuyang's figure in a dragon robe was reflected in the eyes of Old Man Gu and the Blood Red Army and others. He was so powerful that just a glance at him vaguely froze the air around him.

"Veteran Gu Cang, meet your lord!" Old man Gu stepped down from his war horse, and then bowed and shouted.

Seeing this, Gu Hengsheng and the others also dismounted one after another and bowed slightly.

"See Your Majesty!" the

30,000 Blood Red Army knelt on one knee and roared menacingly.

"All, let's be even!" Mo Xiuyang looked down at Old Man Gu and the others, glanced at the slender Mo Miaoling, and said in a deep voice with a trembling heart.

Immediately, everyone stood up and looked at the arrogant monarch Mo Xiuyang on the city wall.

Old Man Gu and Mo Xiuyang looked at each other like this, and the silence was extreme.

At a glance, Old Man Gu seemed to see the days of the southern and northern wars that accompanied Mo Xiuyang decades ago.

At that time, Mo Xiuyang was not yet a titled king, and Old Man Gu was just an unknown young general.

At that time, life was very hard, and they lived in a dangerous place every day, but there was no estrangement between them, and they were called brothers.

After that, the Tianfeng Kingdom was officially established, and Old Man Gu was even more tired, and he had to kill in the territory every day to establish the prestige of the Tianfeng Country. And Mo Xiuyang is also very tired and needs to deal with all kinds of government affairs.

The two are no longer referred to as brothers, but as kings and ministers. Even when no one is around, the two of them can't let go of the gap in their happiness, as if everything has changed.

He is a king, he needs the majesty of a king, and he can no longer indulge his own nature. And Gu Cang is a minister, he must understand the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, and maintain the dignity and prestige of the Tianfeng Kingdom.

As time goes by, both of them seem to have forgotten the bloody battles of their youth, and they have also forgotten the picture of sitting and drinking and chatting together.

Just because one person is a king, one person is a minister, that's all.

In a trance, Mo Xiuyang and Old Man Gu both saw the scenes of the year, and the ripples in their hearts continued to ripple.

Old Man Gu had already gone to Nanyuan Country to fight to the death with the heart of death.

However, when he saw the Blood Red Army rushing in in the palace of Nanyuan Kingdom, he suddenly understood. It turns out that the people who fought together for life and death back then are still there, and he has not changed.

In order to silently support his actions, Mo Xiuyang did not hesitate to cut off his own arm and drove the entire Blood Red Army out of the Heavenly Wind Country. Old Man Gu had tears in his heart, and found that the person who was there back then had always been there, but it was only because the burden on their shoulders was heavy that they were hidden.

"Your ......" Looking at Mo Xiuyang, who was arrogant and arrogant on the city wall, the tip of Old Man Gu's nose couldn't help but sour, and his throat secretly hurt lightly, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

Gu Hengsheng didn't say anything about this, just watched this scene silently like an outsider. He knew that his old man and Mo Xiuyang were inextricably linked, and there were some things that they had better solve by themselves.

Yong'an Princess Mo Miaoling stood beside Gu Youmo, looking at the strange and familiar figure on the city wall with her eyes slightly raised, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"The veteran Gu Cang, with his children and grandchildren, as well as the bloody red army, implore him to return to China and hope that the king will be gracious.

Old Man Gu took a deep breath, looked at Mo Xiuyang with red eyes, and shouted loudly with his fists clenched.

When Mo Xiuyang heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then replied in a deep voice: "Lonely, it's accurate."

It's just three short words, but it's so penetrating that it's hard to contain the waves in your heart.

Mo Xiuyang didn't ask if Nan Yuan Guo was still being investigated, nor did he consider whether the army of Nan Yuan Kingdom would come in the future because of this. For he is both a king and a man of flesh and blood.

Even if the army of the Nanyuan Kingdom arrives at that time, and wants to attack the Heavenly Wind Country in order to boost the country's prestige, so what?

Mo Xiuyang doesn't want to make mistakes again and again, he will never forget Mo Miaoling's lonely, helpless and sad eyes. He wanted to make up for his mistakes, even if it was because of the endless war, he did not hesitate.

"Veteran, Xie Junshang!" Old Man Gu's heart trembled, and his words were a little choked.

Thinking that he Gu Cang is a hero, he has not changed his face in the face of a million army, he has shed blood without fear, and he has never retreated from the angry battle heroes.

However, Old Man Gu trembled because of Mo Xiuyang's short words. Because, Gu Cang knew that the brothers who had suffered and shed blood together back then were still there.

"Thank you!" all

the soldiers of the Blood Red Army knelt down and thanked each other, their faces full of excitement.

"Open the city gate and welcome my son of the Heavenly Wind Country!" Mo Xiuyang waved his hand, and the dragon robe snorted in the howling wind, and the imperial majesty swept the sky and flying sand.

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city gate of Yixiguan was opened, and Old Man Gu held his chest up, led everyone, and strode forward.

Gu Hengsheng glanced up at Mo Xiuyang, who was arrogant on the city wall, and found for the first time that Mo Xiuyang was not so annoying, but still a little interesting.

Then, Gu Hengsheng, Gu Youmo and the others all followed closely behind Old Man Gu and walked slowly towards Yixi Pass.

The world says that the emperor is ruthless, and the most ruthless emperor is the emperor.

But the world can know that the emperor is high above, overlooking hundreds of millions of living beings, but he also has sorrow and melancholy every day.

The emperor called himself lonely because when he sat in this position, he was no longer him, but a loner. The burden on his shoulders became heavier, and he had more to think about.

Mo Xiuyang looked at the soldiers of the Blood Red Army stepping in in an orderly manner, and he smiled, laughing from the bottom of his heart. Mo Xiuyang himself didn't know how long it had been since he had laughed so freely.

"Lone is an emperor, there are hundreds of millions of people behind him, and the safety of the country must always be put first. However, Lone is also a human being, so what's the harm if he is willful once in a while?"

Mo Xiuyang let the wind of the frontier blow in his face, let the wisps of blood that permeated the air penetrate the tip of his nose, and chuckled to himself.

Mo Xiuyang knew that this time, his willfulness might bring disaster to the entire Heavenly Wind Country. However, he has lived alone for so many years, and has given all his energy to the entire Heavenly Wind Country.

Now, he only wants to be willful once, even if the price is unbearable for him, and he will never regret it.

"If the Nanyuan Kingdom wants to fight to the death, then let's fight!

Mo Xiuyang slowly put his hands behind his back, looked in the direction of Nanyuan Kingdom with a pair of lonely eyes, and muttered to himself.

At this moment, the news of what everyone of the Gu family did in Nanyuan Kingdom was like having wings, and flew in all directions of the land of the hundred countries, causing a wave in the silent land of the hundred countries.