The righteousness she said was awe-inspiring, and she looked like she could sacrifice everything for Xuanyue Country.

Fan Lingshu looked at her coldly, in all directions, countless bows and arrows and weapons were aimed at her, as long as she moved, it was a situation where ten thousand arrows pierced her heart.

In her eyes, these are just small skills of carving insects, and she has never been afraid of entering Lusendai alone.

But now that everyone is watching, how can you get out?

This Biya fairy is really desperate to kill her!

Fairy Bi Aya didn't intend to hesitate, looked at Fan Lingshu and smiled coldly, raised his hand and was about to give an order.

Suddenly, the deafening sound of horses' hooves shattered the silence of hundreds of thousands of people.

"The Governor of the Western Regions has arrived! Don't get in the way! ”

The neat black armored iron horse galloped over, and the black flag was clearly printed with the word 'Mu', and the cold font seemed to be soaked in the northwest wind and frost to be extremely sharp!

As soon as the bustling people in the square saw the flag, they gave way, and no one dared to stop it.

I have never seen the bloody battles of the Black Flag soldiers in the Western Regions on the battlefield, but the prestige is that every citizen of Xuanyue Kingdom is like thunder!

One of the horses crossed the iron cavalry, rushed directly up the steps, and stopped at the side of the Fan Lingshu and grabbed the reins, and the black horse raised its front hooves and let out a long roar, and the iron armor of the man on the horseback reflected the cold light in the sun.

This action frightened a priest with a bow and arrow, and the arrow that had been attached to the string suddenly came out of his hand and shot in the direction of the Brahman.

Click-

There was only a flash of white light in the sunlight, and before the arrow could reach the Buddha Lingshu, it was cut off and fell to the ground.

All I could hear was the sound of the weapon slowly being sheathed.

Fan Lingshu raised his head, and the man on horseback also lowered his head, wheat skin, cold and handsome facial features, very serious lines, and his eyes were engraved with wind and frost and the blood of the Western Regions.

Prior to this, there had been constant warfare in the Western Regions, and the Black Flag Army had repeatedly fought with the countries of the Western Regions.

I heard that the war was not going well, there were too many countries in the Western Regions, most of them were wild and powerful peoples, and they were defeated one after another, and the cycle was repeated, and it was impossible to prevent it.

In Mu Hanyan's memory, she often worries about her uncle, and the thing she is most afraid of is that her uncle has fallen, and her only support is gone.

"Uncle." Her nose was slightly pantothenic, and the attraction of blood suddenly made her emotions uncontrollable.

Mu Xiao got off the horse, touched her hair, and then hugged her into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, everything has an uncle."

Such a simple sentence seemed to soothe her soul.

Mu Xiao's arms are solid and broad, like her imaginary father.

She was so touched that he arrived when she was being blamed and cursed by everyone, and wished she was going to die.

Not a second earlier, not a second late, as soon as she appeared, she felt that she was no longer afraid.

Mu Xiao is a restrained man, he hugged her for a while and then let go, patted her on the shoulder, and let her stand behind him.

"Chen Muxiao returned to Beijing to ask the emperor for peace." He raised his voice to the altar, neither humble nor arrogant.

Behind him, a group of Black Flag troops stood neatly, with strong iron armor and a mountain of momentum!

The Bi Aya Fairy could only be squeezed aside, how could those priests compare to the elite of the Black Flag Army in the Western Regions?

She stared at Fan Lingshu with hatred, she didn't believe it, a mortal, can't she deal with it in the future?

The emperor looked down, his face was a little pale, and he put his cold fingers to his lips and coughed lightly.

"The King of Xining is back, just in time for the day of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, what a coincidence."

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Uncle appeared~ The little soul finally has something to rely on~

Commentary: What were we before?

Uncle: Wild man.