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

Power is a cup of poisonous wine full of temptation, delicious and dangerous, if you don't pay attention, you will be deeply hurt.

Regarding this point, Mo Jiuyan, who has been the head of the Ten Heavenly Kings for a long time, knows the key points.

Mo Yunxiao will not allow the existence of the former Liuxuansi or the Ten Heavenly King established by Mo Jiuyan.

If the Ten Heavenly King is disobedient, then the Presbyterian Council and Liu Xuansi will be a lesson from the past.

The Presbyterian Church has been established for thousands of years, but in an instant, it has become a castle in the air, and others talk about it.

If he didn't go to the frontier, then how did Mo Tianling die, then his fate would not be too bad.

The frontier was filled with wind and sand, and the smell of blood wafted through the air.

Since the existence of the two domains of immortals and demons, there have been constant battles, and death is a common occurrence.

Xing, the people suffer!
Death, the people suffer!
After all, it is ordinary people who suffer in the end.

In a high mountain in the frontier, the valley between the mountains is like a dragon, and there are several tents set up on it. This is the place where the Mo family camped.

Since the great battle between the immortal and demon domains, the Nine Heavens Cloud Court in the immortal domain and the aristocratic families of all parties have sent masters to station here.

The wolfish ambitions of the people in the Demon Realm invaded the heart of the Immortal Realm and never stopped.

Mo Jiuyan slowly walked out from a tent, still as usual, loving the jug in his hand, as if it was all he had.

He kept coming out and someone noticed.

A young man in a blue Taoist robe came towards him, his brows were full of worry.

"Boss, the patriarch didn't embarrass you, did he?"

This young man is still the Holy Spear King among the Ten Heavenly Kings, Mo Jueyang, who has followed Mo Jiuyan these years and has become his confidant.

Mo Jiuyan waved his hand slightly, his lazy eyes looked towards the other side of the mountain.

"The old man is not a bloodthirsty person, what are you worried about!"

After being drunk by Mo Jiuyan, Mo Jueyang lowered his head and stopped talking.

"How is the Demon Realm on the opposite side?" Mo Jiuyan asked softly after taking another sip of wine.

Since the battle of Jishen decades ago, Moyu seems to be much quieter.

That battle was also fought in the dark, and it was also the battle of fame for the Demon Realm Dingyouhou.

Although there is fighting at the border now, it is only a small friction.

But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

"Now guarding the border of the Demon Realm, Marquis Wu'an, Mo Zhenyu, is still one of the Four Marquis of the Demon Realm!"

Hearing this, Mo Jiuyan lowered his eyes, and the brilliance flowed in them, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Dingyouhou Mo Haoyan's class teacher has returned to court?"

Mo Jueyang shook his head and remained silent.

"Garn up the fields to rest."

Among the four seasons of the Demon Realm, only Ding Youhou is unparalleled, and the other three are not to be feared.

But what is ridiculous is that Mo Tiandi has always been suspicious of Mo Haoyan, and now in the court, the ministers are also quite critical of him.

It's ridiculous that the marquis of Dingbei, Mo Haoyan, who swept across the two domains of immortals and demons, was bestowed the title of Marquis of Tuntian by his king.

"Mo Zhenyu? This person is arrogant, nothing to worry about!" Mo Jiuyan said boldly.

This person is not good at strategy, but relying on his relationship in the Demon Realm, he was dubbed the position of God, which is definitely not at the same level as Mo Haoyan.

At this moment, a Mo family disciple came quickly and knelt down in front of him.

"The elder has an order to invite Sword Immortal and Spear King to discuss matters in front of the tent."

As for the Demon Realm, it is completely different from the Immortal Realm.

The resplendent and magnificent palace is located here, among which extravagance is incomparable.

It's hard to imagine, marching and fighting, this Marquis of Wu'an, Mo Zhenyu, lived a sensual life.

In stark contrast to this, are the simple houses not far from the palace.

A young man in Xuanpao waved the hoe in his hand leisurely, his cheeks were covered with sweat, but he had a special flavor.

His black robe and common clothes were also soaked with sweat from his body.

The sun was shining brightly, and Mo Haoyan didn't have the posture of Lord Hou at all, just like an ordinary farmer.

"Ayan, let's eat."

"Good Le!"

Mo Haoyan let go of the hoe in his hand, and looked tenderly at the blind woman who came out of the house.

Blind girls don't have any shortcomings other than the blindness in their beautiful eyes.

I saw her wearing a light green thin shirt and dress, every frown and smile touched Mo Haoyan's heartstrings.

Mo Haoyan walked out of the fertile field. In this field, golden light shined brightly, and there seemed to be spiritual things growing.

He held his wife's fair hands, dyed smoke, and smiled gently.

"Let me see what food is today?" Mo Haoyan sighed and smiled.

Ran Yan also had a smile on her face, and she gently pulled up the small bowl to serve rice for it.

Sometimes, Mo Haoyan often thinks that this kind of life is so beautiful, and he is also yearning for it.

Then why can't I let go of everything in my hands and live like this with Xiao Yan, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Mo Haoyan doesn't want much, the happiness of being smoked is enough, but it's a pity that some people never intend to let themselves go.

"Ayan, are you thinking about the border issue?"

The smoke-stained eyes were no longer as blind as before, and after Mo Haoyan's careful recuperation, his eyesight was gradually recovering.

Mo Haoyan, who was in a daze of silence, noticed it all at once, stretched out his hands, and gently held that handsome face, feeling the temperature in it.

"It's okay, what should come will always come."

Despite these words, the worried look on Yan Yan's delicate face did not diminish one bit.

"Master Hou, there seems to be movement in the fairyland!" A scout appeared in front of the two of them.

Seeing this, Mo Haoyan was worried.

He didn't like such a beautiful life to be disturbed by such trivial matters.

"Ayan!" Ran Yan's soft call melted away a lot of anger in his heart.

The scout was also panting endlessly, having the joy of surviving after a catastrophe.

"Say!"

In front of Ran Yan, he is a gentle gentleman, but in front of outsiders, he is Ding Youhou, Mo Haoyan, who has blood on his hands from both realms of immortals and demons!

He came out and looked at the scout majestically.

"The head of the Ten Heavenly Kings, Mo Jiuyan has reached the border of the Immortal Domain!"

"Insignificant news! You go!"

The scout hesitated for a while before disappearing from here.

"Mo Jiuyan? Then Marquis Wu'an will be in trouble!"

Mo Haoyan has no intention of participating in the war, and now that Moyu doesn't reuse him, he can just accompany Xiaoyan for a while.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "System, I want to exchange for the Holy Beast Four Emperor Formation!"

"Ding ding ding, host, the Holy Beast Four Sovereign Formation needs [-] holy killing points, do you want to exchange it!"

Looking at the dots of light on the screen, Mo Haoyan bowed his head heavily, "In exchange!"

Suddenly, in my mind, the model of the Four Emperors of the Holy Beast Formation evolved.

I saw natural visions around this house, but these visions have been shielded by him, and outsiders cannot know.

The phantoms of holy beasts, phoenix, basalt, blue dragon, and white tiger, stood quietly above the house.

Mo Haoyan naturally didn't use this kind of formation to kill the enemy, but to protect his beautiful wife Yanyan.

He was going to a place, to meet someone, and the safety of Yan Yan had to be perfect.

Back then, because of his own negligence, some people ruined his smoky eyes. He would not make such a mistake a second time.