Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 484 Meet the Holy Emperor

"Mo Lin, I think we'd better go. If we don't go, we will be so rosy that we can beat ourselves to death."

Mu Yao looked at the big holes made by the blush, and said to Mo Lin with distress.

Mo Lin looked at the rosy white who started to climb the cliff again, and said with emotion: "It seems that the rosy white body disease can be cured with medicine, but the brain disease is the big problem. "

In fact, Mo Lin wanted to leave a long time ago, and in his mind he tried to persuade Bai Litohong not to be brave again and again, but it was okay if he didn't persuade, and once he persuaded a certain dragon, his self-esteem was hit even more, and he wanted to fly one to Mo Lin Look, no matter how much you persuade, you won't listen.

What Mu Yao said is right, if you fall like this again, even if you don't die, you will have a concussion. Originally, you have amnesia after being rosy, but after being hit by Jin Chanzi with a diamond stick, you are even more confused. Always hitting a big hole with your head on the ground from a 300-meter-high cliff, and then throwing a plant dragon, the gain outweighs the loss.

"go!"

Mo Lin turned the horse's head, turned around and left with Mu Yao and others. Seeing Mo Lin leaving, the rosy white man who had climbed the cliff was still unwilling, and shouted, "Master, give me one more chance, the last time" , but when he saw Mo Lin walking away, he immediately cried out in pain, how dare he jump down.

"Xiaobao, medicine, quick, medicine..."

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After Mo Lin and his party left the cliff, they did not return to the palace, but rode their horses southward, left Piaoxue City, and compared their riding skills on the vast snowfield.

Zhao Qiang, Mu Yao, Fang Qiansheng, Su Lin, and Chen Ke'er are all youths in their prime, and they are also the core generals of the new generation in the northern barbarian army in the future. Together with Wang Ba who is destined to become the national teacher, this group of northern barbarians The core figure of the Mantian Kingdom, who left the city for the first time, galloped freely against the wind and snow.

Before he knew it, he was thirty miles away from the city, and Mo Lin reined in his horse and stopped.

The snow fell more and more, the howling cold wind whimpered in the ears, and the horse's thick snorts spit out clouds of white mist, and Zhao Qiang and others who chased after them also restrained the horse.

"Boss, why did you stop? My Fire Dragon Colt has just warmed up, and I guarantee I can catch up to you within ten miles."

As soon as they left the city gate, several people fought their mounts. Mo Lin's Zi Xiao led the way, and Zhao Qiang's Fire Dragon Horse followed closely behind. Not convinced.

"Go back, we'll compete another day."

Mo Lin turned his head and glanced at Wang Ba, who was left far behind, "You have rough skin and thick flesh, so you are not afraid of the cold, but Wang Ba is weak, so you are responsible for freezing?"

Zhao Qiang knew that Mo Lin's worry was not unreasonable. They were all cultivators in the realm of Wu Zong, and they didn't care about the heavy wind and snow, but Wang Ba was just an ordinary person who couldn't practice. Dory, it's been hard for him.

You know, Wang Ba is short in stature, and his feet can't even touch the stirrups. This kind of fast horse galloping is a kind of torture for him.

"Second sister-in-law, surnamed Fang, sister Su Lin, and Miss Ke'er, let's compete again to see who gets to Piaoxue City first, how about we bet a hundred soul stones?"

"Okay."

"I'm afraid of you."

The few people got excited about playing, Mu Yao originally wanted to go with Mo Lin, but her heart was sweetened by the second sister-in-law's call, and she followed the horse and galloped back.

The horses that Mo Lin and the others rode were not ordinary horses, they were all BMW horses selected in thousands of miles in the Beiman territory, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Son."

Wang Ba was sweating profusely and chased after him.

"I heard that there is a short-footed horse in Beiman. It is short in stature, but its endurance is amazing. Although its speed is not as good as the first-class horses such as Huolongju and Chixiao, it is not too far behind. I will get you a few horses when I go back. , when next year's spring hunting, you will join in the fun."

Spring Hunting is the most lively event in Piaoxue City every year. At that time, the nine barbarian kings will gather in Piaoxue City. Ye Tunjing wants to take the opportunity of spring hunting to enhance his relationship with the nine barbarian kings. Now he is already preparing for it. middle.

"Okay, if I can really get a pony, I really dare to compete with Zhao Qiang. I can't use the strong bow of the Northern Man, but the hand crossbow is still fine. When the time comes, I will build some talisman arrows and let Zhao Qiang and the others Let’s see, even if a member of the Imperial Tianchi family is a dwarf, he is not comparable to a young master from a third-rate family like him.”

This is of course a joke, and it doesn't mean to look down on Zhao Qiang at all, the fact is the same, with Wang Ba's background, compared with Wang Ba's noble status, it would be polite to say that his family is third-rate.

Of course, Zhao Qiang is now the regiment commander of the Heavy Armored Lancers, a big man with real power in his hands. Although his status is still not as good as that of Wang Ba, it is not too far behind.

Mo Lin looked at Wang Ba with a smile, but before he could reply, a voice came from the front.

"It's rare, in Beiman, thousands of miles away, you still remember that you are a descendant of the Tianchi family, and you don't embarrass the Tianchi family just by saying this."

The voice fluttered, seemingly unreal, it was clearly far away, but it seemed to be close to the ear, which made people unpredictable.

The expression on Wang Ba's face suddenly froze with a smile on his face. Mo Lin's pupils contracted violently, and his eyes passed through the snow waterfall in front of him, looking into the distance.

Heavy snow covered his sight, and he couldn't see anyone at all, but Molin felt a sense of threat that he had never felt before. His consciousness was released almost at the moment the sound sounded, and all the scenery within a kilometer radius fell into it. He is in control.

nobody.

Not even a breath of living things.

But because of this, Molin felt even more threatened.

"It's you?"

Wang Ba was the first to recover from his horror, his pale face suddenly burst into anger, and he uttered two words in a cold voice that had never been seen before.

"It's me, Wang Ba, didn't you expect that father would come to Piaoxue City in person?"

Father emperor?

Hearing this, Mo Lin's heart began to sink. He never dreamed that the owner of that voice turned out to be the supreme ruler of the Black Dragon Empire, Emperor Shengzong.

The flying snow in the sky in front suddenly spread to both sides, revealing a vacuum tunnel ten meters wide and one hundred meters high in the middle. At the end of the tunnel, five miles away from Mo Lin, a middle-aged man walked slowly into the tunnel. out of his sight.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark purple brocade robe that rich merchants of the empire liked to wear most. He was not tall, even a little thin, and his ordinary facial features were nothing special. Eye-catching highlights.

But in Mo Lin's perception, the middle-aged man is like a big fireball burning violently, which may explode at any time. The moment he saw the middle-aged man, Mo Lin even had the urge to open the Three Jiang Realm and escape , but his intuition reminded him that even if he could enter the Three Jiang Realm by himself, he would never have time to take Wang Ba away with him.

Mo Lin would never leave Wang Ba to the other party, no matter how much he paid, he would still keep Wang Ba safe.

(End of this chapter)