Autumn of the 223rd year of Ganli.

Among the twenty-seven vassal states of the Dagan Empire, Yan State, which had the weakest national strength, defeated the strongest enemy country in the northern border of the Dagan Empire, the North Di, and the 100,000 elite army heading south with only more than 20,000 people within seven days.

More than a month later, the king of Yan was appointed Duke by Emperor Dagan and ranked the ninth largest vassal duke.

The news came out, and the whole world was shocked.

But according to rumors in the world, the reason why Yan State was able to defeat the 100,000 elite army of Beidi with more than 20,000 is because the king of Yan State had a talented talent in the world to help him.

In the winter of the 223rd year of Ganli, at dusk, on the top of Moyun Mountain.

There were heavy snow floating in the sky, like goose feathers falling to the ground, unknowingly increasing the thickness of the snow on the ground.

Lin Mo, wearing a golden silk and black brocade robe, sat quietly on the corridor. The charcoal fire beside him was burning vigorously. The clay pot on the breeze stove (an ancient tea-making stove) kept steaming out and making noises.

Looking at the courtyard covered with snow in front of him, Lin Mo sighed indifferently: "It's been almost eighteen years since he came to this world, eighteen years, it's really a blink of an eye!"

In 2019, Lin Mo, who was only 20 years old, traveled to a 5-year-old child named Lin Luan in a car accident on a winter night.

This continent, called Zhongzhou Continent, has five countries confronting each other, namely Dagan, Beidi, Western Regions, Tubo and Nanzhao. It is a world where practitioners also have to rely on power.

Because no matter how powerful a practitioner is, he will die and die in the face of thousands of troops.

Just as Lin Mo was wandering outside the sky, a woman came from the house to the corridor and put a black snow quilt (qin) cloak on Lin Mo, interrupting Lin Mo's thoughts with very gentle words.

"Husband, put it on, it's cold outside."

The woman was wearing a light yellow robe dress, a ginseng bun, and a light yellow snow quilt and cloak. She was very graceful and beautiful, with a faint nobility in her frown and smile.

Lin Mo came to his senses, smiled at the beautiful woman, gently held the beautiful woman's slender jade hand, and let her sit beside her. Just as he was about to say something, a maid in green walked slowly and swallowed the words back.

"Sushi--"

A maid wearing a blue-clothed jacket was holding a five-clawed dragon-patterned gold sticker in her hand. She walked on the snow with an unusually brisk pace and went up the steps. The maid in blue-clothed picked up the five-clawed dragon-patterned gold sticker.

"Sect Master, this is the golden post handed over by His Majesty Emperor Dagan himself!"

Lin Mo, who has a pretty face and elegant temperament, took the five-claw dragon pattern gold sticker and opened it. After a quick glance, he put the five-claw dragon pattern gold sticker into the hands of the beautiful woman.

"Husband, what time has this been?" The beautiful woman asked after reading the contents of the five-clawed dragon pattern gold sticker, put it on the low table beside her.

Lin Mo tightened his cloak, thought for a while and replied, "This is the third time. Speaking of which, this Emperor of Dakan has been treating me three times. He is so sincere!"

"That's not your husband, you are famous. More than a month ago, you led 20,000 Yan troops to defeat the 100,000 elite army of Beidi. The news came to the big fight, and the people who worked hard all named you the war god." The beautiful woman's words were full of pride.

A few months ago, the man beside him, his husband, led 20,000 Yan troops, killed the elite army of 100,000 Beidi, and fled back in a very embarrassing manner.

Thinking of his husband's supreme style on the battlefield, the beautiful woman only felt a little deer in her chest and felt extremely proud of her husband.

The beautiful woman asked, "This time the Emperor of Dakan promised his husband to be the first to be the first, with 100,000 gold leaves and 100,000 silver leaves. What is the husband's idea?"

The Supreme Lord: The emperor and the princes all have ministers, divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower levels. The most noble one is called "Super Lord", which is equivalent to the position of prime minister (prime minister), and is favored by kings, princes and emperors.

Gold leaf, silver leaf: a currency, and there are also copper leaves. Gold is the most precious, silver is second, and copper is the last.

"Shangqing, 100,000 gold leaves and 100,000 silver leaves." Lin Mo smiled slightly and said, "I guess this Emperor Dagan has almost emptied his private warehouse. He has really invested a lot in order to invite me down the mountain."

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Now the Emperor Dagan has no real power inside, and the princes below him have hidden evil intentions. Outside, there is Nanzhao in the south and Tubo in the west, eyeing him. In this dilemma, only by asking your husband, you, can you help him."

As he said that, the beautiful woman wrapped the pot with cloth, poured a cup of tea for Lin Mo, and asked, "Since this great emperor came to invite his husband three times, husband, do you want to go down the mountain to help him?"

Lin Mo picked up the fragrant tea that his wife poured for him and nodded: "Go, this big emperor is in vain and is looking at me three times. If I don't go again, I'm afraid it will embarrass him."

In fact, Lin Mo had another purpose when he went down the mountain.

On a winter night fifteen years ago, Lin Luan's parents and family members in this world were slaughtered by a group of mysterious people. On that bloody night, two hundred and thirty-eight people in the Lin family died.

The surviving Lin Mo also crawled out of the blood-stained home, the imperial capital of the Dagan Empire, Gantian City, like a dying beggar.

Although the 238 people died, they were not Lin Mo's family, and the couple were not Lin Mo's biological parents, they gave Lin Mo the warmest and most beautiful three years.

When he was still in China, Lin Mo was an orphan. He had never enjoyed the warmth of his family in twenty years. Since Lin Mo came to this world eighteen years ago, he had enjoyed that kind of warmth.

Especially the care and warmth that Lin Mo’s parents gave him in this world are still remembered in his heart and engraved in his bones, and will never be forgotten.

Now that the time has come, Lin Mo is going back, find out the real murderer behind the killing of the 238 people, and then give these executioners the most cruel punishment.

Steady with sadness, Lin Mo handed the five-clawed dragon-patterned golden post back to the green-clothed maid and said, "Qing'er, go and tell the Emperor Dagan that in addition to preparing all the things mentioned in the post, I will agree to the three conditions of this sect leader, and I will go down the mountain to help him."

The maid in green respectfully took the five-clawed dragon-patterned golden post and said, "Report to the Sect Master, Emperor Dagan has prepared all these things and is in the main hall on the mountainside, waiting for your reply from the Sect Master."

"As for the three conditions you want, Your Majesty Da Gan also told me that after you have decided, as long as it does not endanger the Ji family's country, any conditions will be agreed to you one by one."

"This Emperor Dagan is pretty good." Lin Mo smiled slightly: "Okay, go and tell Emperor Dagan that when the sect leader wakes up tomorrow, he will follow him down the mountain to help him save the world."

The maid in green nodded, bowed slightly and bowed slightly, then took light steps and stepped down from the mountain with thick snow.

Seeing the maid in green leave, the beautiful woman asked, "Who are you going to bring to you this time when you go down the mountain?"

Lin Mo thought for a while and said, "Bring Xifeng and Qiu Yun with them. They are great practitioners at the level of the Great Sword Master. They are very careful in their work, and I can do it easily."

There are six major realms for cultivators in Zhongzhou. From low to high, they are swordsmen, swordsmen, great swordsmen, swordsmen, great swordsmen, and the highest swordsman.

But according to rumors in the world, there is still a realm above the sword saint.

"Okay, I feel relieved that Youxifeng and Qiu Yun are by your husband." The beautiful woman was very satisfied with Lin Mo's arrangement, but there was still a slight worry on her face.

So the beautiful woman said again: "Why, husband, you might as well bring dozens of Mo Wei with you?"

"Okay, I promised my good wife." Lin Mo never refused his wife's concerns and concerns. If bringing more guards can reassure her wife, then bring more.

Seeing that Lin Mo agreed, the beautiful woman smiled gently and reminded him: "If you compete with someone for a long sword, husband, don't go up and join in the fun. That's not your battlefield, do you know?"

"Okay, if someone comes to cause trouble for me, I will definitely stay with Xifeng and Qiu Yun honestly. My wife, don't worry, my husband will always remember what you say."

Half a month later, Qiantian City, the imperial capital of the Daqian Empire.

The world is full of treasures, the dragon's air is steaming, and the terraces are towering. Even the city gates here are different from other places. They are particularly solid and magnificent. People who go out of the city and enter the city are endless and lively.

"Woo-------"

Accompanied by a low horn sound, pedestrians immediately stood on both sides of the road, and then bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, performing the most solemn bowing ceremony.

After a while, a slight bell sounded first, and then a six-horse golden lord and a four-horse silver lord (both and lord and lord are both horses and carriages) came shaking under the escort of thousands of troops!

While shaking and slowly walking several feet away from the city gate, Sima Yinsi stopped.

The curtain was lifted up, and a young man wearing a golden silk black brocade robe and a cloak in a snow quilt and cloak walked down four horses and silver stockings.

This man is not someone else, it is Lin Mo.

After getting off the four horses and Yinsi, Lin Mo walked forward a few more steps, raised his head and stared at the word "Qiantian" above the city gate. The expression in his eyes was very complicated.

At this moment, the scene of the bloody night fifteen years ago was constantly replaying in Lin Mo's mind, like a movie, constantly piercing Lin Mo's heart.

It hurts so much!

The six horses in front of him noticed something strange behind him, and stopped. A middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and an extraordinary demeanor came down from the luan.

Seeing the middle-aged man get out of the car, the people immediately shouted in unison.

"Long live my emperor!"

The middle-aged man's surname is Ji and his name is Ning, and he is the emperor of the Daqian Empire.

The Daqian Empire is located in the Zhongzhou continent, connecting to Beidi in the north, the Western Regions in the west, the Tubo countries, Nanzhao in the south, and the vast sea in the east.

It has been more than two hundred years since its founding. Ji Ning was the eleventh emperor of the Daqian Empire. The empire implemented a feudal system and granted the 27 major vassal states.

Among them, the eight countries including Chu, Liang, Yu, Wei, Qi, Lu, Jin, Qi were the most powerful, and the kings were all given titles as Dukes, which were the eight major priests.

A month and a half ago, under the leadership of Lin Mo, the Yan State army defeated the 100,000 elite army of Beidi, and the king of the country was promoted to Duke, and Yan State naturally became the ninth largest duke.

Emperor Dagan got out of the Golden Lunar calendar, walked to Lin Mo near, and said with concern: "Lin Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Mo did not answer him, and still kept looking up at the city gate. His black hair was blown up by the wind, and a few strands of scattered over his handsome cheeks, making the whole person feel a sense of depth, looking a little vicissitudes and sad.

"Are Lin Qing tired? He is about to arrive and he can rest well soon." Emperor Dagan asked again with concern.

"Your Majesty, I just want to stand here for a while." A faint smile flashed across Lin Mo's lips: "I haven't come to Gantian City for so many years, it has almost not changed at all. After entering, it is still a high-rise building, and the grand occasion of Jinghua!"

Emperor Dagan was slightly stunned and asked, "What? Lin Qing, have you been to Gantian City before?"

"Fifteen years ago, it was also during this winter that some changes occurred in my family. My parents died, and I almost died in Gantian City. After living by chance, I never came back!"

On that winter night fifteen years ago, all the Lin Mansion were slaughtered, and Lin Mo crawled out of Gantian City like a dying beggar. Fifteen years later, Lin Mo came back.

Come back with the fire of revenge.

Lin Mo sighed quietly, closed his eyes, as if he was about to wipe away the sadness: "When I think of the past, I can't help but sigh. I understand that the past is like the smoke and clouds, which makes His Majesty laugh!"

"What did Lin Qing say!" Emperor Da Gan shook his head and comforted Lin Mo: "If the Order of Lingtang saw Lin Qing's glory today and had such a transcendent status under the spring, he would definitely be proud of you. Lin Qing should not be too sad and hurt his mind."

Lin Mo was silent for a while before slowly opening his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, since I have come to the city of the imperial capital, I must always be grateful for the sadness and sadness of my parents' death. I am fine, let's go in!"

The large group of people slowly entered the city as they kowtowed the people. Soon, they arrived at an exquisite and elegant mansion and stopped!

Since it was dusk, auspicious cloud lanterns had already been hung in front of the mansion, and the forty-nine brass door nails on the mansion gate and the plaque "Lin Mansion" written by the imperial pen were shining brightly and very conspicuous.

In front of the mansion, there was a graceful woman in blue and a graceful woman in red. A man dressed in thirty-eight guards stood up straight, with a solemn expression.

Seeing Emperor Dagan and Lin Mo driving, the thirty-eight men dressed in escorts in front of the mansion bowed together.

"See Your Majesty the Emperor!"
To be continued...