Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

But having said that, Hu Mo is not considered a licking dog now.

His arm was indeed broken for the sake of his family and the country. From the beginning to the end, he still maintained the bottom line of a man, noble, powerful, mature and stable.

Therefore, he deserves this embrace.

However, the world is impermanent, and Hu Mo's fate is indeed not good.

……

After a long time, Hu Mo finally recovered his sobriety, and he gently pushed Hu Lingxi away.

"It's okay, I'm fine, please take care of the saint..."

"What's the matter!" Unexpectedly, Hu Mo's words were interrupted by another familiar voice, which should have been as firm as the morning sun, but at this moment it was full of reproaches.

"Do you know how badly you've been hurt?"

"Your Highness!" Hu Mo was stunned, and was about to stand up and bow down.

"Pedantic." Hu Zunxian raised his hand, and the kingly golden light restrained Hu Mo.

Hu Mo couldn't move, so he had to give up.

"Prince, Holy Maiden, Hu Mo will never forget your great kindness to Hu Mo."

"How can I have any great kindness to you? I will never forget your great kindness to the fox clan. You elm head, you will regret it sooner or later." Hu Zunxian shook his head again and again, this Humo is good at everything , is dead-brained.

But no one is perfect, and it's relieved to think about it.

Hu Mo smiled wryly and shook his head, mocking himself: "I also know that I am seriously injured, but I still have a military report."

Hu Lingxi spat at him and said, "What time is it, I'm still thinking about the war."

Hu Zunxian shook his head helplessly: "Although I really want to slap him and tell him to shut up, since it's about the military situation, I have to listen. But you must make sure that reporting the military situation will not affect your body."

"The lower body is fine."

"Is this nothing serious?" Hu Lingxi's eyes widened. With her temper, if Hu Mo hadn't been hurt too badly, she would have already slapped his wound, making him remember it.

Seeing that Hu Lingxi's face was flushed with anger, Hu Mo inexplicably felt that this expression was extremely cute.

Of course he didn't want to offend the beauty, so he could only smile dryly to ease the atmosphere.

After a while, he opened his mouth seriously, telling what he had seen and heard while investigating the demons alone.

Hearing this, the two people beside the bed were all moved!
Even Hu Zunxian, who had always been calm when the sky fell, turned pale with shock at this moment.

He said in a daze: "Are you sure that the hive you saw is an independent demon with consciousness? And the devil's energy of that demon is enough to match my kingly power!"

Hu Mo is very sure: "I saw it with my own eyes, and the consciousness has communicated with me. It is the voice of a female demon. I guess that she is a mother."

"It's more alive than cockroaches." Hu Zunxian couldn't help but swear.

"Eh~" Hu Mo was speechless for a while, embarrassment was not a polite smile, "The words are rough but not rough."

Hu Zunxian squeezed his chin, frowned and said: "The devil's energy is as strong as ours. From this point of view, the other party is likely to be a devil general."

"Evil General?" Hu Lingxi raised her eyebrows, she seemed to have never heard of this word.

"It's no wonder you don't know. After all, the demons have a history of tens of thousands of years since history. Some of the high-level demons have always been gods and dragons. I am afraid that you can only find some information about them in ancient legends." two."

After a pause, Hu Zunxian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said, "If it wasn't for my clan fighting with the demon clan, I would have to shut myself in the study to make up the history of the demon clan. I don't know about these things."

Hearing this, Hu Lingxi's eyes were full of doubts: "Then how did Big Brother Mo know?"

Hu Zunxian twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "This is the strength of this commander. He seems to never entertain, except for cultivation and reading all day long. He probably knew these unofficial histories hundreds of years ago. "

Hu Lingxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"You two, aren't you feeling too nervous?" Seeing that the two of them chattered about irrelevant topics without saying a word, Hu Mo was very anxious, but his body did not allow him to be impatient.

After taking a few deep breaths, Hu Mo relaxed, and the pain from the wound eased slightly.

"Hey~ well, if you don't take it seriously, I'm afraid this Chief Mo will be pissed off."

Hu Zunxian couldn't help laughing, so he had to come up with a plan, "Facing such a powerful enemy, I can only fight in person."

"No, this is absolutely not possible, you are Qingqiu's hope, if you have any troubles..."

"Then tell me, who else in Qingqiu can defeat the Demon General?"

Just as Hu Mo was about to object, a word from Hu Zunxian made him shut up.

Hu Mo clenched his teeth. He hated himself for being weak. Even though he worked hard day and night, he couldn't even reach the opponent's heels.

Hu Zunxian is only a hundred years older than him.

Where is he wrong?
"I know what you are thinking, but reimbursement to the motherland is definitely not a moment of courage, and I will never allow a pillar of talent to fall meaninglessly." Hu Zunxian actually thought he was doing it for the motherland.

Hu Mo closed his eyes to hide the tears in his eyes.

I'm not that great.

I just don't want to be compared to you.

……

The matter was left alone, and in order for Hu Mo to have a good rest, the two high-ranking golden boys and girls left early after completing the routine inspection for Hu Mo.

Humo was the only one left in the huge room.

Closing his eyes, Hu Mo began to review his life for no reason.

When a person suffers a serious injury, he always wants to grasp something, and the only thing the mind can grasp is memory, which is the root of a person and the evidence of his existence.

That's why, the dying see the memories of a lifetime.

In fact, he has nothing to dissatisfy. Without the cold eyes of those around him, he would not have started to enjoy loneliness early, let alone have so much time to work hard. The sharing and encouragement of friends is naturally enviable, but it also gives a person a way out.

Today's Hu Mo doesn't need this retreat.

What he needs is strength.

"It seems that you are longing for power."

An old and steady voice came from beside my ear, but deep exhaustion was hidden in this voice.

Hu Mo opened his eyes, the person who came was dressed in a golden robe, with broad shoulders, not tall, but with strength as stable as Mount Tai.

Hu Mo's eyes slowly widened: "Wang?"

Once, the closest he was to the king was just outside the White Tower, watching from afar.

When did he look up at the face of the king so closely.

It was only then that Hu Mo realized that Wang's face would also be as old as ordinary people, his eyes would be cloudy, and his voice would also be tired. It wasn't until he looked at him so closely that Hu Mo realized that he was just a late old man .

The golden light beyond Qingqiu—the guardian of the kingly way, while guarding Qingqiu, deprives the old man of his last life all the time.

Hu Mo knew that Wang could not last long.

Why did he come to find himself?
Thoughts kept pouring out, Hu Mo even forgot to salute the king, when he remembered, and was about to get up, a pair of big hands were already on his shoulders.