Sword rises in the storm

In the splendid palace, the surrounding buildings with dragon carvings and phoenix railings all show the dignity and majesty of the emperor, and set off the holy power of the current emperor of Tianfeng Kingdom, Emperor Tianjing.

In the imperial study, Emperor Tianjing sat majestically on the dragon chair, wearing a golden and hideous dragon robe to show the emperor's face.

Emperor Tianjing, who is nearly eighty years old, is like a middle-aged man, his eyebrows are like knives, his eyes are like stars, his blood is majestic, and his hair is like ink.

Tianjing Emperor Mo Xiuyang, a powerhouse who once shocked a hundred countries, was the emperor who established the Tianfeng Kingdom. His majesty cannot be questioned in the country of the heavenly winds, his domineering spirit swept the entire dynasty, and his words and deeds can shatter the mountains and rivers, and turn the sun and the moon upside down.

He is the unique monarch of the Tianfeng Kingdom, the Emperor of Tianjing, Mo Xiuyang.

Gu Hengsheng stepped into the imperial study and glanced at the current monarch sitting on the dragon chair.

The eunuch who led Gu Hengsheng in immediately fell to the ground, kowtowed tremblingly and shouted, "The slave greets the king."

Tianjing Emperor Mo Xiuyang stared at Gu Hengsheng contemplatively, ignoring the eunuchs and eunuchs who were prostrate on the ground, and Gu Hengsheng also stared at Mo Xiuyang sitting on the golden eagle dragon chair silently.

At a glance, it seems that a thousand years have passed. The clouds rolled and the clouds dispersed, the flowers bloomed and fell, and the two looked at each other quietly, forgetting the time.

The room was quiet, and it was extremely silent.

"Gu family, Gu Hengsheng, see Junshang.

Gu Hengsheng broke the silence of the imperial study, and bowed slightly to Mo Xiuyang, who was sitting on the dragon chair.

Seeing this, Mo Xiuyang's eyelids raised slightly quietly, as if it was because of Gu Hengsheng's calm and unhurried bearing in the face of him that tugged at the heartstrings, and it seemed that Gu Hengsheng was unhappy in his heart because he just bowed down and hugged his fists but did not bow down.

"Presumptuous! Don't hurry up and kowtow when you see the king!" Before

Mo Xiuyang, who had a handsome and solemn face, could speak, a gray-haired eunuch standing in the imperial study reprimanded.

Gu Hengsheng was silent, still bowing his body like this, his eyes slightly raised to look at the taciturn and majestic Mo Xiuyang on the dragon chair.

In his previous life, he was the peak powerhouse of the Tianxuan Realm, looking down on the world, once stepping on the ancient country, and also staining the universe with blood, and even rebelling against the way of heaven.

In this life, he is the Gu Hengsheng of the Gu family, and he is also a strong man who was arrogant in the world in the past.

Gu Hengsheng can bow down to Old Man Gu, because that is his own grandfather who protects him and raises him in this life, and Gu Hengsheng can kowtow to Gu Youmo, because it is the second uncle who spoils him and protects him in this life.

In addition, in this land of a hundred countries, no one can afford to bow down to him Gu Hengsheng. Because, this is Gu Hengsheng's Dao Heart, the Dao Heart of a powerhouse who has reached the peak of the Heavenly Xuan Realm.

If he knelt on the ground in the face of the Heavenly Wind Monarch today, then Gu Hengsheng's Dao heart would definitely be damaged, and it would definitely be difficult for him to reach the sky if he wanted to return to the peak of his previous life in the future.

Emperor Mo Xiuyang, the Emperor of Tianjing, was not qualified to let him Gu Hengsheng kneel down and salute. Even if he provoked his holy face to be furious because of this, Gu Hengsheng would never violate his Dao heart and the dignity of a strong man in the depths of his soul.

What's more, Gu Hengsheng was able to bow down and salute with his fists, which was already respectful.

It's just that Gu Hengsheng's arrogance and fierceness can only be understood by himself, how can others understand?"

"Okay, those who don't know are not guilty, you all retreat!" After a while, Mo Xiuyang slowly opened his thin black lips and issued an oracle that made all the eunuchs' hearts tremble.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The

eunuchs in the imperial study saluted in unison, and then left the imperial study.

In the blink of an eye, only the Tianjing Emperor Mo Xiuyang who was sitting on the dragon chair and Gu Hengsheng who looked calm and calm were left in the imperial study.

"Excuse me!" Mo Xiuyang stared at Gu Hengsheng for a moment, and then said softly and solemnly.

Mo Xiuyang has been able to dominate the Heavenly Wind Kingdom for dozens of years, and his means are extraordinary, how could he care about a dispensable bow ceremony? The important thing is that this is the first time he has looked at the famous little prince of the Gu family in the capital, and he is slightly interested.

"Thank you. Gu Hengsheng put down his arched hands without being humble or arrogant, and slowly straightened his waist and looked at Mo Xiuyang.

Just at this glance, Mo Xiuyang left behind the waste of the Gu family that the world talked about.

Can a waste boy be able to face the king who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood so calmly?

Can a useless loser be able to stand motionless in the face of bursts of imperial power?

Yes, not at all, not even a wisp of cold sweat.

For so many years, even when he was a second-rank minister, or some powerhouses in the Dixuan Realm, he would be moved when facing Mo Xiuyang, who exuded a raging imperial might.

However, Gu Hengsheng didn't react at all, as if everything was like a fiction, and he couldn't make any waves at all.

Mo

Xiuyang frowned silently, a wisp of complicated emotions surged in his heart, looking at Gu Hengsheng muttering in his heart: "Gu family, is there any waste? Gu Lao, who fought the world with Gu in the past, to General Fengmeng and General Xuexiong, which one is not a peerless person. "

Gu Hengsheng, what the world calls the useless Third Ancestor, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Mo Xiuyang thought about it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but flash an imperceptible smile of deep meaning.

Time flowed through his fingers minute by minute, Mo Xiuyang did not speak, and Gu Hengsheng did not speak.

If it were another person in Gu Hengsheng's position, I am afraid that even a minister in the current dynasty would kneel on the ground in a cold sweat because of the continuous erosion of the emperor's authority.

However, Gu Hengsheng had seen the Shengwei Emperor Yan, who was a hundred times stronger than Mo Xiuyang, and he had also seen the world-shattering scene of the sky falling apart. At this moment, even if his cultivation is low in this life, he will not be shaken by the imperial power exuded by Mo Xiuyang.

"You, the third son of the Gu family, the son of Gu Chengjun, Gu Hengsheng?" Finally, Mo Xiuyang spoke again, and he looked at Gu Hengsheng without the slightest concealment.

"Yes. Gu Hengsheng nodded and replied, with a calm and calm expression, without the slightest respect in his words.

Looking at Gu Hengsheng's indifferent expression, Mo Xiuyang narrowed his empty eyes slightly, and said majestically: "Do you know why you entered the palace in Gu Xuan?"

"If I guessed correctly, I think it should be the marriage between the Gu family and the Li family." Gu Hengsheng stood in the center of the imperial study, seemingly out of place, but he seemed arrogant.

"It is rumored that the third son of the Gu family is a rare waste in a hundred years, and he is alone today, but it is the opposite of the rumors. Lone is a little curious, I wonder if you can solve Lone's doubts?" After

a long time, Mo Xiuyang, who was originally as deep as the sea, suddenly raised his eyes, and a domineering aura that swept the imperial city burst out from his body, heading straight for Gu Hengsheng.