Chapter 8 Elder Campaign

"You are also a hegemon. Just break it by yourself." Ling Xing looked at the few people in front of him who were unable to fight again. They were all the heroes of his father, but this human heart was really the most difficult thing in the world. For the sake of power, for the sake of status, for the sake of wealth, for the sake of women, the greed of human nature was undoubtedly revealed. Prime Minister Meng, and so did Empress Dowager Jiang.

When several fallen princes saw such a scene, they couldn't help sighing that the little emperor, whom everyone ignored, really saw the wrong person. The general trend is gone, emperor, the sinner will go down to accompany the old monarch. A palm slapped on his temple, and a prince died on the spot.

"Haha, if you lose, you will be defeated. With the strength of one person, the strength of the real world is really extraordinary, and the old minister also went to accompany the emperor."

"Ling Xing, such strength is indeed qualified to achieve the throne. Now it seems that we old guys are really over our ability."

Seeing that all the princes committed suicide, Ling Xing also sighed. The princes from all over the world have made countless achievements in battle, but today's event is absolutely unforgivable. It is the best result for them to do it themselves.

The princes have been killed in battle, and although the rest of the soldiers are many, they have lost morale. Suddenly, they have fled and surrendered countless times.

At this time, victory is only a matter of time.

In the city, countless people fled one after another. How can ordinary people understand the rapidly changing war situation outside?

It is still so noisy and lively, but the original shouting has become a desperate cry of the people.

"Hey, can you hurry up in the front? The back is rushing out of the city."

"What's the quarrel? Don't you see anyone in front of me?"

The originally small city gate was really tight in front of the sea of people at this time. Except for the main gate fighting, the three gates in other directions are people who fled for their lives in a hurry. After all, it's too late to say anything in case princes come in and slaughter the city.

Mu Chen took Mu Xue's hand and wandered leisurely in the city. Didn't my sister take refuge in the city?" Mu Chen looked at the bustling crowd and couldn't help asking the people around him.

Mu Xue shook her head slightly and sighed: "The rest of the family have basically left, but your sister is because..." Mu Xue couldn't bear to say any more. She didn't want the young man around her to add a sense of guilt. He has endured too much over the years.

"My sister is because of me. My sister has loved me the most since I was a child. It's all my fault to leave without saying goodbye two years ago." Mu Chen lowered his head and said softly. He knew that it was too late to say anything now. His departure hurt his closest person. At the beginning, he thought he would return here soon, but he was wrong. The accident in the Biluo Desert made him disappear in this capital for two years.

"Don't blame yourself. Since you're all back, go see your sister quickly. After all, it's a good thing." Mu Xue was not far away to see her beloved sad, hugged Mu Chen and comforted her.

A breeze blew into the house. When it came into her eyes, her eyes full of tears were like the sea, and the breeze was like a sea breeze, and everything seemed so sad.

"Sister, I'm back." Mu Chen walked in from the door. Because of his apology, he just lowered his head and stood by the door and dared not take a step into the room. Mu Xue, who came with her, just hid outside the door. She hadn't seen each other for two years. She wanted to give the sister and brother some time to meet alone.

"Mu Chen? Is it really you?" Mu Xue looked at the young man standing by the door in surprise, and the sadness in his heart disappeared in an instant, but the tears became more.

"Sister, right..."

"Pa", a slap on Mu Chen's face, "Don't explain, don't apologize, or I will blame myself for this slap." Mu Yuqiang suppressed his tears and said faintly, "Just come back, just come back."

Looking at Mu Yu at this moment, he seemed to be much older, and a trace of white hair appeared on his dark hair.

This night, Mu Chen, Mu Xue and Mu Yu chatted in the house for a long time. Mu Chen told them all the past 12 years. He would never hide anything from them in the future. The three of them talked together, laughed together and cried together, as if time was still, and they did not feel sleepy all night.

All day after Mu Chen came back, few people in the family knew about his return, and even Mu Yang, who had been worried, did not reveal a word to others. Now Mu Chen's strength is just a hand to kill him. In case Mu Chen doesn't want others to know, Mu Yang will be unlucky.

With the return of Ling Xing and the end of the war, the hearts of the people also settled down and everything returned to normal. The next day, Ling Xing summoned the four nobles and all the civil and military officials to the hall.

Ling Xing stood up from the dragon chair and bowed deeply to the officials and Mu Qian below: "This time, I can guarantee that Yan Xuandu is due to you. Since I came to power, the two old thieves, Meng Guang and Jiang Ci, have always wanted to replace me to claim the throne, so that although I inherited the throne, I did not inherit the imperial power. I am not here. In the past two years, if it hadn't been for the uncles sacrificing their lives for the country, Yan Xuan might not have looked like this today.

"Your Highness is serious. If it hadn't been for you to fight against the princes from all sides, how could there be today's peace?"

"Yes, Your Highness, the second thief Meng Jiang must have been killed by you. It is a great blessing for our country to have such a virtuous ability at such an age."

"Your Highness beheaded the prime minister, destroyed the empress dowager, and flattened the princes. Now you are so powerful, and the old ministers are really ashamed."

Ling Xing naturally understands that most of the people's words are flattery, but no matter what, as long as the ministers do their own things well, it doesn't matter if they flatter or something.

Ling Xing only smiled faintly at everyone's words and said, "The princes of the eight directions are dead, and their territorial cities are naturally vacant. Now they are divided into four, and I have decided to divide them among the four nobles."

When everyone heard this decision, they couldn't help frowning. The land from all directions was divided among the four families, and the power of each family was too large. In case they wanted to plot evil one day, the consequences may be more serious.

Ling Xing naturally penetrates everyone's thoughts, but he has already understood the importance of his own strength when he stepped into the real world. In the eyes of the masters of the city and the army, perhaps in the fairyland, millions of heroes can be destroyed by just by playing the command. Naturally, he is not worried about everyone's concerns.

"Well, this matter has been decided. After the names of meritorious ministers are listed tomorrow, they will be given additional officials to become knights and retire from the court."

After the war that day, everyone has been admiring Ling Xing now. Since there is no problem with his decision, there is naturally no problem.

Ling Xing returned to the bedroom, and his serious expression suddenly became kind. His character was calm and easy-going. Looking at Mu Chen, who was leisurely eating fruit and smiling in the emperor's bedroom, he did not have the emperor's color to others. These two teenagers have been real for so many years. Friends.

"Hey, when are we going to find a helper for that old guy?" Mu Chen crossed his legs and asked leisurely.

"Give me two days to deal with the countries that have just finished the war." Ling Xing said sincerely.

"Hm, let's do it for two days." Mu Chen doesn't stay here much. These two days are equivalent to taking a vacation to play around. This kind of leisurely mood is not always available.

Mu Chen has nothing to do. When he returns to the family, he is just in time for the election of the family's elder position. Anyone who is 20 years old can campaign, and the rules of the election are very simple. If there are capable people, the old ring, the elder's position naturally belongs to whoever is powerful.

Mu Qian said on the stage: "In this battle with the princes, there have been a lot of sacrifices of the elites in my family, and three elders have died in the battle. Today, these three vacant positions will be given to the strong. The rules are very simple. Anyone who wants to compete for the position of elders will come to this ring. There are no restrictions, no rules, and finally The three people standing are the elders.

Mu Chen looked at Mu Xue, who was not far away, and fell on the ring. Then people of all ages also came to the ring one by one, and Mu Yang and Mu Lan were also just there. Because there was no age limit, although Mu Xue had excellent qualifications, there were all the masters in the family. Even Mu Xue wanted to stand out. Extremely difficult.

Mu Xue frowned slightly after seeing everyone's strength. At this time, a familiar figure took her hand, "Xueer, don't worry about it. I'm here."

Seeing Mu Chen, Mu Xue's heart also fell down. No one in Mu Chen's first-class powerful family was his opponent, let alone this small elder campaign.

"Start." With Mu Qian's low shock, dozens of people on the field began to fight crazily, and Mu Chen did not die to protect Mu Xue. After all, the latter's strength was also extremely good on the scene, but Mu Chen was still not far from Mu Xue. As long as he saw that Mu Xue was in danger, he would appear as soon as possible.

It is also because of Mu Chen's protection that Mu Xue's moves are more skillful, and she is not worried about someone attacking behind her back.

Mu Xue is like this, but Mu Yangke on the other side is much bigger. His face is pale and he has always kept the farthest distance from Mu Chen. He believes that if Mu Chen kills him, he will die with just one move. Mu Chen, who has to look at the other side from time when fighting with others, is estimated to be the most tired in the audience. Although his strength is not weak, Mu Yang, who is afraid of hands and feet, always looks embarrassed.

Mu Chen wandered around Mu Xue in the scene. He had no interest in this elder position. Countless fists and feet around him passed by this young figure. Because he was young and not as famous as Mu Xue, everyone thought that this young man was a soft persimmon, but Mu Chen was not interested in them. Anyway, he was bored. , it's a pleasure to hide back and forth.

"Mu Chen, this kind of place is not a waste material like you." The young man not far away was frightened.

At a close look, this person often followed Mu Yang and was injured by Mu Xue for taking action against Mu Chen that day. After being beaten by Mu Xue that time, because he knew that he was not Mu Xue's opponent, all his hatred turned to Mu Chen. It was natural to humiliate him when he met here today.

When others heard the name Mu Chen, they all turned their heads and looked at the depraved genius who disappeared for two years, but appeared here today, which really surprised everyone.

For most people present, Mu Chen is like a joke, and the high-profile genius looks like this now. Today, the arena where Mu Chen can run for elders is more like a joke. In the eyes of others, Mu Chen is probably still a small waste in that situation.

Mu Chen doesn't care about the eyes of others. After all, ten years of white eyes have come, but the young man who shouted Mu Chen's name rushed over and attacked with the same claws as in those years. Such a sharp attack has just made many people suffer in his hands, but now Mu Chen has no reason not to take action.

"It seems that the injury left by Xue'er to you was too light." As soon as Mu Chen's words fell, the young man saw that Mu Chen's figure in front of him appeared in front of him. Before he could react, the severe pain came with his arms, and the veins of his arms were broken. But now he still didn't even see how the other party took action. The screams suddenly sounded, and the young man sat on the ground. He rubbed back vigorously, and Mu Chen standing opposite was as terrible as a fierce god in his eyes at this time.

The people next to him also looked at Mu Chen in horror, looking at what they showed was no longer sarcasm, but awe.