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

At this time, a young man sitting on the dragon chair suddenly stood up, glanced coldly at the emperor on the side, and showed no respect for the human emperor.

He is the boss of Liuxuansi, also the number one Xuansi, named Mo Tianling, and he is still the grandson of the great elder of the current Presbyterian Church, and his talent surpasses all the geniuses of the Mo family.

He was wearing a black python robe, and there was a bit of evil spirit between his brows, full of disdain.

Even the other two most favored sons of the Huanggu family are not necessarily his opponents.

Mo Tianling's gaze was as sharp as a wolf's, and there was a deep and shallow scar on his right cheek.

"Siqian, don't worry too much. Although that brat Siyuan is a bit lecherous, his cultivation is one of the best in this world. I don't think the emperor of the Mo family is necessarily his opponent."

Mo Tianling stood up, hugged Mo Siqian's delicate body, and carefully sniffed the fragrance from this peerless face. The other two Xuansi knew what they were going to do, so they took the little emperor go out.

If they knew at this time that Mo Siyuan was going step by step, Mo Yao would not know how he would feel in the trap set in advance.

Youyou love Gu, the soul of the person is scattered!
At this time, Mo Siyuan was immersed in the gentle hometown Moyao gave him, completely unaware that this was a huge trap.

In the Valley of Chaos, there is mist and poisonous insects.

On the cliff, Mo Yao regained his appearance in white clothes, and the pupil of chaos opened, carefully perceiving the situation inside.

Under the intrusion of the mist, Mo Siyuan could not extricate herself from the pool of Luanqing Valley, where the swallows were playing.

This Mo Siyuan is worthy of being a complete idiot, he just made a small plan, and he has already fallen into the trap.

A disciple of the Mo family came from behind him, put his knees on the ground, cupped his fists and said, "My lord, the other four members of the Liuxuan Division have lived in the Imperial Palace of the Great Wei for a long time, and the emperor and ministers of the Great Wei have long held grudges against them."

"I don't know what instructions the emperor will give after he plans to kill Mo Siyuan."

Mo Yao fell into deep thought, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You report the situation here to the patriarch first. As for the subsequent actions, I have my own measure."

After the disciple left, Mo Yao took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, which was full of aura, and there was a bamboo character in the center of the jade pendant.

If I remember correctly, Moshenzhu must be the third Xuansi.

If Liuxuansi was just a simple favored son of heaven, Moyao asked himself that there were thousands of ways to get rid of them.

It's a pity that Liuxuansi holds the Mo Family's Xuantian Guard in his hands, this is what Mo Yunxiao wants most.

So to fight a tiger, you have to pull out your teeth, and you have to pull out one by one.

Obviously, Mo Siyuan is Mo Yao's first step in this game.

He wants to make the prestige of the emperor of the Mo family famous throughout the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm!
Mojia Ancestral Hall
"Report, the emperor has a report!"

The Mojia scout said anxiously, and handed out a scroll to the senior management.

The elders headed by Mo Yunxiao looked at each other. Could it be that the emperor had already fired the first shot, but he was only alone.

Mo Yunxiao's expression was calm. After all, he was the head of the Mo family, and his kindness was incomparable.

"Bring it up!"

Mo Yunxiao grasped the wooden scroll, opened it slowly, and laughed heartily when he saw the contents.

"As expected of my grandson, he planned to kill Fifth Xuan Simo Siyuan without a single soldier!"

Mo Yunxiao did not expect Mo Yao's movements to be so fast, nor did he expect his method of winning to be so strange.

The content of the scroll was quickly circulated by several high-level elders, and the viewers all sighed and praised it.

"The law of the emperor's son can defeat thousands of troops!"

"Patriarch, Mo Siyuan, as the Fifth Xuansi, replaces the Presbyterian Council in charge of the Western Shu border defense and Xuantian Guards. Now is the best time for the Emperor to kill the Fifth Xuansi."

An elder took the lead to make such suggestions.

"It's better to let the emperor go to the frontier of Xishu and take over the military power of Xuantian Guard." An elder echoed.

At this time, a clan elder beside Mo Yunxiao spoke.

This person is still Mo Yunxiao's right-hand man, the sword demon, Mo Xuan.

"The emperor is now in Yongle City, the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty. The contest with the four great Xuansi is none other than him, and he is unsurpassed. Leave the frontier defense of Western Shu to me."

No one refuted the sword demon's words, after all, the words were not unreasonable.

"If Xuan Tianwei surrenders, then he will be fine. If he does not surrender, he will be killed. Don't show mercy!"

The Mo family doesn't need domesticated wolves, only tigers!
After all, this chase kicked off with the power struggle of the Mo family. Everyone is waiting for the day when the Mo family falls apart. This is also the best time to get rid of the Mo family.

And on this night, the members of the Presbyterian Church quietly left Mo's house and headed towards Zulong Shenshan.

"Patriarch, they ran away! Are you chasing them?"

A night watch disciple hurriedly came to the residence of the patriarch Mo Yunxiao, with a nervous expression on his face.

However, he found that the patriarch was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Mo Yunxiao was wearing a black robe, his old age was still there, and his piercing eyes released infinite murderous intent.

"Is there one Emperor Jue Xianjing missing in the Sutra Pavilion?"

"never"

"Can the Alchemy Hall lose one of its supernatural medicines?"

"never"

"Can the Shenbing Pavilion lack an original weapon?"

"Neither."

The night guard disciple was sweating profusely, worried to death, but the patriarch was still so calm.

"Since there is no lack of it, why go after it?"

Mo Yunxiao said kindly, persuading the bewildered night watch disciple to leave.

The Great Elder Motian knew his temper well, so he was sure that he would not chase after him.

If the Mo family lost one of the Emperor Jue Xianjing, the members of the Presbyterian Church would not be able to leave no matter what.

"You want to force them to take action?"

I don't know when, in a hidden corner of Mo Yunxiao's bedroom, a middle-aged man in green clothes stood there hastily, but with Mo Yunxiao's cultivation level, he already knew about it, but he didn't say anything about it.

"The Ancestral Dragon God Mountain is not dead, and the Presbyterian Council is their minion, I must destroy it!"

Mo Yunxiao's movements were skillful, he brewed two cups of tea, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't tell that this was an old monster that had lived for thousands of years.

He made an invitation to Situ Yufeng, and the man in Tsing Yi in the hiding place was also rude, and sat opposite him to drink.

"The old man of the Mo family really planned a strategy and won a decisive victory thousands of miles away. My father also admires you very much."

Mo Yunxiao has long been used to Situ Yufeng's flattering words.

"This tea should be drunk, and our Situ family has agreed to it."

"So good!"

The old and young foxes smiled slyly, they all knew what the forces behind them wanted, they just wanted what they wanted.

Outside Yongle City of Great Wei, a drained corpse was placed outside the city. This dead man died well, making most men in the world envious, and it was exactly what he said.

To die under the peony flowers is to be a ghost.

But Mo Yao wasn't sure whether those women were peonies or roses, anyway, they were all his sharp weapons to indirectly kill Mo Siyuan.

On Mo Siyuan's body, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which showed how happy he was before he died.

"Who did it! I'm going to kill him!"

A woman in a red palace skirt came out from the crowd, with pear blossoms and rain, tightly hugging her brother's body.