Stunning Supreme Spirit Pivot

Chapter 82 Mu Xiao [1]

The righteousness she said was awe-inspiring, as if she could sacrifice everything for Xuanyue Kingdom.

Fan Lingshu looked at her coldly, countless bows and arrows and weapons were pointed at her in all directions, as long as she moved, it would be a situation where thousands of arrows would pierce her heart.

In her eyes, these are just small tricks, and she has never been afraid of going to Luxiantai alone.

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

This Fairy Biling is really desperate to put her to death!

Fairy Bi Ling didn't intend to hesitate, looked at Fan Lingshu with a sneer smile, raised her hand and was about to give an order.

Suddenly, the deafening sound of horseshoes broke the breathless silence of hundreds of thousands of people.

"The governor of the Western Regions is here! Don't get in the way!"

Neat black armored cavalry galloped forward, and the word 'Mu' was clearly printed on the black flag. The cold font seemed to be impregnated with extreme sharpness by the northwest wind and frost!
The bustling people in the square gave way one after another when they saw the flag, and no one dared to stop it.

I have never seen the bloody battle of black banner soldiers in the Western Regions on the battlefield, but the great reputation is that every citizen of Xuanyue Kingdom is like thunder!
One of the horses jumped over the iron cavalry team, rushed up the steps, stopped by the side of Fan Lingshu, reined in the reins, and stopped. The black horse raised its front hooves and let out a long cry. The man's iron armor on the horseback reflected the cold light in the sun.

This action frightened a priest holding a bow and arrow, and the arrow that was already on the string suddenly dropped from his hand and shot towards the Brahma Spirit Pivot.

click -

There was only a flash of white light under the sun, and the arrow was cut off and fell to the ground before reaching Brahma Lingshu.

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

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

Prior to this, the Western Regions had been constantly fighting, and the Black Banner Army repeatedly fought with the countries of the Western Regions.

I heard that the war is not going well. There are too many countries in the Western Regions, most of them are wild and powerful peoples. They are defeated one after another, and the cycle is repeated. It is impossible to guard against.

In Mu Hanyan's memory, she was often worried about her uncle. What she feared most was that his uncle would fall down, and her only support would be gone.

"Uncle." The nose was slightly acidic, and the attraction of blood made her unable to control her emotions.

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

"Don't be afraid, everything depends on uncle."

Such a simple sentence seemed to soothe her soul.

Mu Xiao's arms are firm and broad, just like the father she imagined.

She was so moved that he arrived when she was accused and cursed by everyone, wishing her to die.

Not one second earlier, nor one second late, as soon as she appeared on the stage, she felt that she was no longer afraid.

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

"Chen Muxiao returned to the capital to greet the emperor." He raised his voice to the altar, neither humble nor overbearing.

Behind him, a group of Black Banner soldiers stood neatly, heavily armored and imposing like a mountain!

Fairy Bi Ling could only be pushed aside, how could those priests compare with the elite of the Black Banner Army of the Western Regions?
She stared at Fan Lingshu bitterly, but she didn't believe it, a mortal, wouldn't she be able to deal with it in the future?

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

"The king of Xining is back, just in time for the ceremony of worshiping heaven, what a coincidence."
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Uncle is here~ Xiao Lingshu finally has something to rely on~
Explanation/ci: What were we before?
Uncle: Wild man.

(End of this chapter)