Hot hearts, blazing eyes!

When the young lord of Great Xia clenched his fist with a gun and announced his emperor to the world, the whole country was silent on the entire vast land of Shenzhou.

Countless people of Great Xia stared at the mountains and seas that occupied the entire line of sight above the sky, as well as the flashing light and shadow scenes on the scroll, their fists clenched, their bodies trembled slightly, their hearts were surging, and they were beating like thunder!

For the entire people of Great Xia, at this time, before the will of the Heavenly Dao, Zhao Yu, who was flying in the emperor's robe, was the god of the entire country.

Protecting the people, this is Zhao Yu's imperial way, so even in the face of the heavenly way, this young emperor has to fight!

"Mother, are you crying?"

In the summer hall of the White Emperor Palace in Shenjing City, a crisp and concerned inquiry sounded, followed by two concerned glances, looking from the front.

Then Rouge, who was sitting quietly outside the Xia Palace, withdrew his gaze from the picture scroll of mountains and seas above, looked down at the two little guys below who raised their heads slightly and looked worried, showed a smile, and responded:

The mother's tears couldn't be stopped. ”

After this gentle response fell, the two strings of tears on Rouge's face were even worse, like a spring, and the source of these tears was a pair of fiery eyes.

In front of the summer hall, the rouge of the mother's honor in the world on weekdays did not raise his hand to wipe away the tears at this time, but let them continue to fall, and then these tears turned into crystal clear pearls one after another, falling down and falling on the ground.

In the next breath, the two little guys who were originally sitting obediently on the steps in front of them got up and ran backwards together, and then plunged into Rouge's arms, and the voice came out:

"Mother, my father said that each of your tears is the most precious jewel in the world, and you can't cry, you can't cry. ”

After finishing speaking, in Rouge's arms, Xiao Weiyang, who was a little taller, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears of the woman in front of him, and blew it extremely distressed.

Looking at her daughter's well-behaved appearance, the smile on Rouge's face was even worse, and then she stretched out her hand and touched the heads of her son and daughter in front of her, and the voice came out:

"Then don't tell your father, or when he comes back from the front, he will be counted as his mother. ”

As soon as these words came out, Weiyang's little head shook like a rattle, his little body straightened, and he said with his head held high:

"Rest assured, I am absolutely tight-lipped. ”

When the words fell, the pink and jade Weiyang turned his head, looked at a male doll beside him with a slightly frowning brow, looking like a little adult, and just wanted to speak, but he heard the latter's extremely serious inquiry and then came out:

"Mother, why are you crying?"

There was a lot of seriousness in this crisp inquiry, and then Rouge slowly put away the smile on his face, raised his head and continued to look at the picture scroll of mountains and seas above where Tianwei and Diwei were violently confronting, and the response came out word by word:

"My mother is crying because my mother is like you, like all men, women and children outside, they are all people of Daxia, and they all have hot hearts and blazing eyes!"

"Hot hearts, hot eyes!"

This short sentence, after it came out of Rouge's mouth, seemed to have a kind of heaven and earth power, which began to reverberate in the hearts of all the people of Great Xia.

Then in the Taiping Ruins of Shenjing City, the people of Great Xia who spontaneously gathered here, regardless of men, women and children, all raised their left hands high.

At the same time, in the entire Shenjing City, Gwangju Wide Area City, Chuzhou Qiushui City, Guizhou Fengcheng, etc., every city, every village, and even every small family in the vast land of Shenzhou, there are countless people like Zhao Yu, who stood proudly before the will of the Heavenly Dao, raised his left hand high, raised it above his head, and pointed to the Nine Heavens.

If you look down on the whole of Great Xia from the sky, you will see a picture that is rare to see!

On every inch of the mountains and rivers of Great Xia, from the white-haired old man to the young child who had just learned to run, they all raised their hands high and stood straight.

Their hearts were beating with hot hearts, and with their blazing eyes, they firmly looked at the young emperor above who was not broad, but he carried the back of the entire Great Xia Kingdom and hundreds of millions of people, his eyes were respectful, and his face was pious.

In the entire vast land of Shenzhou, there has never been such a close alliance of all the people as now, their own will, their own emotions, and their own ideas, and then silently supporting their own emperor.

Then, among the countless people who clenched their fists and raised their fists to the sky, I don't know who was the first to speak, let out a hoarse roar:

"Long live Your Majesty, glory to Great Xia!"

As soon as this roar came out, it was like the first lightning bolt that ignited the entire starry sky, completely detonating the entire vast land of Shenzhou, and then countless people roared in unison almost at the same time:

"Long live Your Majesty, glory to Great Xia!

"Long live Your Majesty, glory to Great Xia!"

This sound of long live, after being fused into one place, directly turned into an unprecedented roar, almost overturning the entire sky, and at the same time, it was also clearly telling this high heavenly dao, the cry from the small creatures like ants.

Bursts of roars, turning into infinite iron-blooded will and fireworks belonging to Great Xia, rolled into the sky, not only rushing to the mountains and seas above, but also resounding on the cliff shore of Daiyu Immortal Island countless miles away, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"What kind of voice is this, why is it difficult to suppress even the sound of the Heavenly Dao?"

A terrifying murmur came from the mouths of the monks in those Taixuan Lands, and then the shouts in the ears of these people became louder and louder, as if countless people were roaring in their ears, and then the elders of the sect looked at each other, and subconsciously exclaimed:

"This voice, Mo Fei, could it be from the country called Great Xia!"

Before these words fell, the Huanghuang Emperor sound belonging to Zhao Yu in front of him rolled out like a torrent:

"You can hear this whistling back and forth, this is the cry that belongs to my people, it comes from the people of Daxia who disdain and disdain life and death in your mouth, you listen, this voice is so vigorous and powerful, earth-shattering!"

The voice of the young emperor is as smooth as ever, but if you listen carefully, you will find that there is infinite impassionedness in this imperial voice.

At the same time, in the picture scroll of mountains and seas above the void behind Zhao Yu, the shouts of mountains and tsunamis were even worse, and then a milky white smoke and smoke rose from every inch of the mountains and rivers in the picture scroll of mountains and seas, converging with each other.

This fireworks breath was filled with laughter, with crying, with the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the entire Great Xia Kingdom, and the seven emotions and six desires all converged and rushed down into Zhao Yu's raised left fist, as if coating the young emperor's fist with a layer of milky white flames.

"The people of my human race are naturally different from the rest of the living beings, the way of heaven is ruthless, but people are affectionate.

"I'm not alone, trillions of people are behind me, why be afraid!"

After a vast imperial sound pierced through the heavens and the earth, Zhao Yu clenched his left fist and smashed it down, slamming it on the Swift Spear of the God of War in front of him.

In the next moment, the frost of the Great Dao above the Scarlet Swift Spear shattered inch by inch, spreading outward!