I have been in confinement for 15 years, and I have become the emperor's son!

The dusky sky was clouded by rain.

No one knows whether the coming storm or spring rain will come.

The sky is not beautiful, and before the rain falls on the world, the gray clouds are torn apart by the purple lightning to create a void. In the rolling thunderclouds, there is a torrential rain in the blink of an eye.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing the entire Yunzhou, which was full of gunpowder, and seemed to know about the rebellion of the Mo family.

With the injection of rainwater, the water in the Qianjiang River has also increased a lot, but the people here feel fortunate that no floods have occurred.

The Qianjiang River kept surging, hitting a small boat in the middle.

The small canoe seemed to be fixed by someone, and remained unmoved.

The people on both sides of the strait looked at it curiously, and the figure in white on the small wooden boat couldn't take their eyes off for a long time.

Mo Yao stood on the wooden boat, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his brows were full of heroism.

He knew that group of people were coming, because their aura didn't restrain in the slightest.

Moxuan and Moxuan didn't know that their emperor, Moyao, had come to Qianjiang in Soochow, and Qianjiang was the last line of defense for the Presbyterian Church and Zulong Shenshan in Soochow.

But they have been at loggerheads with the defenders here for a long time, and no one knows why.

A long time ago in Soochow, there was a legend of a man in white clothes crossing the river.

They are the swordsmen of Soochow, the most powerful force in Soochow.

Thinking of this, Mo Yao already had his own plan in mind.

In his mind was the mysterious method that he had just signed in in Lingcheng. Although it didn't have any major effect on him now, Moyao already had the best candidate.

The canoe is still drifting impartially, seemingly aimlessly, but actually has its own motivation.

Moyao's astonishing, pitch-black eyes were covered with a layer of purple luster, as if stars were reincarnated, and chaos evolved.

He finally saw the group of white-clothed swordsmen on the other side in the thick fog, and smiled slightly.

"Jiangdong's disciples are still here today, and they are willing to make a comeback for the king."

Looking at the neatly lined swordsmen, feeling the killing intent on them, Mo Yao uttered a sentence for no reason.

The saber intent emanating from this group of swordsmen shocked me a little.

He also grasped a familiar saber intent from it.

"You should know the reason why the sword demon didn't attack you?" Mo Yao pretended to smile easily.

Just now, after he felt the sword intent emanating from this group of swordsmen, he understood the reason why the sword demon Moxuan didn't attack him.

Because they have the same root and origin, if the news from the clan is good, the sword demon Moxuan should have been surnamed Lu before.

The group of swordsmen were silent, but their dodging eyes betrayed them after all.

It seems that I guessed well!
The wooden boat moved forward slowly, and finally reached the opposite bank.

Mo Yao also walked ashore, and met the fierce eyes of the group of swordsmen who had been in battle for a long time.

These swordsmen looked in awe at the young man in white who came from the opposite bank. For some reason, they sensed a trace of danger from this young man.

Like a pack of wolves facing a fierce lion, it feels powerless.

While the three thousand swordsmen were looking at Mo Yao, he also looked at the three thousand swordsmen carefully.

He didn't expect such a existence among the secular forces. No wonder the sword demon walked out from here and was valued by the Mo family of the ancient aristocratic family.

Mo Yao looked at the three thousand swordsmen without the slightest fear, and smiled gently, like the spring breeze in March, making people feel comfortable.

"Let me ask you a question, who is your king?"

This question fell on everyone's hearts like a hammer, and they all felt confused for a while.

When the Presbyterian Church and the Ancestral Dragon Mountain came to Soochow, their king, Lord Wu, did not make any resistance. Instead, he took the initiative to invite them and performed the ceremony of his courtiers.

From anyone's point of view, it was very embarrassing, but that Lord Wu, who had no ambition, did just that.

"Only the Mo family follow suit!"

The leading swordsman in white was the first to express his attitude, his eyes were firm.

He clasped his fists with both hands, knees on the ground, and bowed heavily to the man in white in front of him.

With him as an example, the three thousand swordsmen behind him also kneeled heavily.

"Only the Mo family follow suit!"

"Only the Mo family follow suit!"

"Only the Mo family follow suit!"

This sound is deafening, resounding through the sky, with great ambition.

On the other side of the Qianjiang River, Moxuan and Moxuan also came out of the barracks after hearing the sound, looking at the other side of the Qianjiang River full of doubts.

A disciple of the Mo family walked towards them and said, "Report to the Sword Demon Sword Emperor, those swordsmen seem to be calling for the Mo family to follow suit!"

The two looked at each other, full of puzzlement.

"Is there any suspicious person going to the other side recently?" Moxuan asked authentically.

The Mo family disciple said again, "According to the news of the arrival of the spy from the other side, a young man in white clothes left in a wooden boat."

Hearing this, Mo Xuan waved his hand lightly, signaling the disciple to leave.

The sword emperor turned around, smiled helplessly at Mo Xuan, and patted Mo Xuan on the shoulder with his hand.

"What you dare not do, Ah Yao helped us do it."

Mo Xuan also smiled helplessly, not knowing what to say.

The three thousand swordsmen on the other side were the ones he had lived and died with before he joined the Mo family.

Let him, the sword demon, raise the magic sword in his hand and attack his former brother, Mo Xuan absolutely cannot do so.

If he took action to kill those swordsmen, he might not be able to hold the handle of the sword in this life.

"Notify the owner of Mo's family and go to the other side. The accounts of the Presbyterian Church should be settled."

Mo Xuan and Mo Xuan walked forward tall and straight, ready to command the disciples of the Mo family to launch a fierce attack on the elders.

The three thousand swordsmen did not join the Mo family's camp. Under Mo Yao's instruction, the news of them taking refuge in the Mo family was also blocked by Mo Xuan and Mo Xuan.

Under Mo Yao's order, Lu Buwei, the leader of the three thousand swordsmen in the Eastern Wu, led the group of swordsmen, disguised as ordinary people, and headed for Jianye City in small groups.

Although the three thousand swordsman's cultivation base is very low, he can deal a fatal blow to the imperial family of Soochow Jianye.

The traitors from the Presbyterian Church and the miscellaneous fish like Zulong Shenshan should be left to the Mo family to deal with them.

And just when Moxuan and Moxuan led the disciples of the Mo family to Jianye City.

Mo Yunxiao, the head of the Mo family, also led the Five Elements Heavenly Guard to make adequate preparations for the final battle.

After all, Zulong Shenshan is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He didn't believe these loaches, and only sent a dragon king to deal with the entire Mo family. Maybe there was a hidden existence behind him.

Mo Yunxiao searched the entire military camp, but he couldn't find his lovely grandson, Mo Yao.

His expression was a bit scary, and he asked the two principals in front of him questioningly, "Where is Ah Yao? Please explain it to me clearly."

Moxuan and Moxuan looked at each other, and smiled helplessly.

Dare to understand why this old man came here, it turned out that it was all for his beloved grandson!
So Moxuan went forward and explained the situation in detail, but he didn't know if the old man would be furious.

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't blame them, "I didn't expect that this kid would go deep into the enemy army, so he wouldn't be afraid that the Dragon King of the Mountain would tear him apart."

Mo Yunxiao smiled heartily, and with his smile, the atmosphere in the barracks became much clearer.

Moxuan and Moxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Fortunately, the old man didn't ask the teacher to question him.