Interstellar Peak Glory

Ling Feitong calmed down and said, "Probably, freedom."

Free.

How good.

Mo Jiahua's heart has stabilized a lot, but he still needs to make sure, saying: "If you complete this task, will your family let you go? They don't care where you go or who you are with? "

"This is an agreement between me and the Patriarch." Ling Feitong sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's hard to do."

"Is it difficult?" Mo Jiahua said casually: "The amethyst dagger that this king gave you, do you think it was made from several crystal mines?"

"At least twice." Ling Feitong thought for a while, and said, "The material used for that dagger is rare even in the Holy Lotus galaxy." 〇 "Yes." Mo Jiahua said, "There is a whole A crystal ore of the same material."

Ling Feitong was stunned.

Mo Jiahua glanced at him, and said calmly: "There are a lot of crystal mines, but they are buried deep underground, and it is not convenient to mine them. So so far, the king has not invested much in them. But if your mechanical equipment, Probably not a problem."

Ling Feitong seemed to have suffered from aphasia for a moment, everything in his mind was crowded into a ball, desperately trying to get out, but nothing could be squeezed out.

Ling Feitong was dumbfounded for a while before sitting up all of a sudden.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by telling me this?"

Megahua also sat up.

"That's what you think." Mo Jiahua pinched Ling Feitong's nose, his tone was very flat, and said: "If you need that crystal mine, I will give it to you. According to the survey results, It should be no problem to mine the crystal mine for ten years."

Ling Feitong: "..."

"Stupid?" Mo Jiahua asked.

Ling Feitong recovered from the shock, touched his face and said, "Stupid."

Mo Jiahua smiled and said, "I never thought that this king would be so rich."

"No." Ling Feitong shook his head, but when he thought of something, he stopped and nodded, "You actually have crystal mines...fuck, you actually have a whole crystal mine, which is more than two degrees—fuck! Your Highness You're so fucking awesome, you're hiding something deep!"

Ling Feitong was obviously already a little excited to say anything.

Mo Jiahua really wanted to take a tape and paste it directly on Ling Feitong's mouth.

In fact, he did just that.

"Shut up, you." Mo Jiahua covered Ling Feitong's mouth, pressed him on the pillow, and said, "Say one more dirty word, be careful to take it back."

"Well, don't." Ling Feitong pushed Mo Jiahua's hand away and said, "I have to thank you first."

Mo Jiahua stared at him, Ling Feitong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and whispered: "No, I have to thank you first."

Mo Jiahua let go of him and said, "Aren't you afraid that this king will write you a bad check?"

"A bad check is also a check." Ling Feitong took a breath, calmed down, looked at Mo Jiahua in the dark night, and said, "However, I can't afford this thing."

"You don't want it for nothing?"

"I can't send it up if I want it." Ling Feitong said: "Have you ever thought about what will happen if you really let us find the third-degree pure crystal mine and report it to the people above?"

"Take it by force." Mo Jiahua hit the nail on the head.

Ling Feitong nodded, and said: "There has never been a peaceful mining, there are only wars."

The word war is not special to Megahua.

The strong always want to conquer the weak, and between the strong and the strong, they always wish to suppress each other under their own power. "How strong are you?" Mo Jiahua said: "Don't tell me, you two If it is so strong that only a hundred or so people are sent, it is planned to trample the entire Red River galaxy under its feet, anyway, I don’t believe it.”

"...This is too exaggerated." Ling Feitong was made to laugh at Mo Jiahua's displeased words, "But we can't win."

"Cut]?," Fuck, it must be us. "Ling Feitong leaned over to kiss Mo Jiahua's mouth, and said: "I am not with them, I am with you.Your Highness, you can't despise me because of my bad background, otherwise I will cry tears of sadness. "

——A dramatist.

Mo Jiahua gave Ling Feitong a definition.

He finally knew where the genes of those two sons who loved acting came from.

Ling Feitong is simply hiding something.

Mo Jiahua suddenly felt quite calm.

At least in Ling Feitong's heart, he doesn't have much affection for the holy lotus galaxy and his family.

Mo Jiahua patted Ling Feitong on the shoulder, and said: "Okay, don't continue to act, no matter how powerful the Holy Lotus Galaxy is, it won't invade here just because of a crystal mine. According to this king, they secretly transport Crystal mines, or the exchange of conditions is the most likely thing."

Ling Feitong couldn't be sure what would happen, anyway, he had never been in the group of people who had access to the most core secrets, and he had never cared about the tasks he performed before and how to do them later.

Ling Feitong thought for a while, nodded and sighed: "Hey, it's useless to think about it, let's talk about it later, they may not really be able to find me anyway."

"It's true." Mo Jiahua said: "After all, even the body has been changed."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Ling Feitong suddenly thought of someone, and said, "Your Highness, do you still remember Shen Lang?"

"Remember, why don't you remember." Mo Jiahua said: "You said he was a half shark."

"Hey, that's him." Ling Feitong said: "He's not only a half-shark, but I also suspect that he's actually an agent from the Shark Empire. Maybe he's already found the crystal mine."

Mo Jiahua paused, glanced at Ling Feitong, and said, "Don't tell me, all the people I've seen who are linked to the blood of the Mermaid Race are from the Holy Lotus Galaxy."

"Hey." Ling Feitong scratched his head and smiled.

Megahua: "..."

"It can't be considered all of them." Ling Feitong pondered and said: "But most of them are really like this. How should I put it... When the entire Merman Empire moved to the Holy Lotus Starfield, there were indeed some Merren who lived alone. After entering the Red River galaxy, but 1000 years have passed, most of the bloodlines of these mermaids have been diluted, and the current descendants will not return to their ancestors at all, so there are very few indigenous mermaids—— Your Highness , do you understand?!" "Understood." Mo Jiahua sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Ling Feitong said.

"You guys hide really deep." Mo Jiahua said.

Ling Feitong smiled, and said: "What is this? It is used as a specimen in the laboratory, after all, it is an invasion of alien species."

"So my biological father also came here for a special purpose?"

"Of course—" Ling Feitong was stuck in the middle of his sentence.

Fuck, who did Mo Jiahua just ask?

Why did he suddenly mention the person who couldn't be mentioned?

What did I accidentally expose?

Fuck, can you still live this day? !

Mo Jiahua and Ling Feitong looked at each other, his dark eyes slowly narrowed.

Ling Feitong blinked desperately, and said innocently: "Actually, I said I didn't hear clearly what you asked me just now, do you believe it or not?"

It was Mo Jiahua who answered him with a noble and icy "heh".

Ling Feitong sighed, "Well, I don't really believe it myself."

Mo Jiahua pinched Ling Feitong's chin, it wasn't heavy, but definitely not enough for Ling Feitong to turn his head away.

Ling Feitong had no choice but to look into Mo Jiahua's eyes, but his eyes couldn't help but slid all the way to Mo Jiahua's nose, like an earthworm.

"What is his purpose?"

Mo Jiahua still asked.

Ling Feitong licked his somewhat dry lips, he couldn't help becoming nervous, moved his body uneasily, and said: "Your Highness, let's have a discussion, about your father, that lord, can you stop asking me to answer? "

Mo Jiahua looked at him with a dark expression.

Ling Feitong wanted to sigh again, and said: "Your Highness, I don't want to be hunted down yet. Some people are taboo in our mouths. They can't even be mentioned or talked about. I don't want to give myself I don't leave any way out, and I really don't know him very well, and I only have a few encounters with him."

Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong deeply for a while.

He let go of his hand without warning, lay down, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

Ling Feitong touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

He also felt a little uncomfortable.

When Mo Jiahua knew that he needed crystal mines to complete the task, he entrusted all his private crystal mines without hesitation and gave them to him generously. This kind of kindness is beyond what he can repay .

However, he just wanted to know about his biological father, but he kept silent because of his own selfishness and timidity.

I'm afraid Mo Jiahua also feels quite disappointed, right?

Ling Feitong opened his mouth, and in the darkness, he took advantage of the moonlight to look at Mo Jiahua's handsome face.

Forget it, he still doesn't know how to mention Mo Jiahua's biological father.

After struggling for half the night, Ling Feitong finally fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Ling Feitong opened his eyes, and Mo Jiahua was already ready to go.

Ling Feitong looked at Mo Jiahua in the military uniform, and all of a sudden he lost all sleepiness. He sat up propped up and asked, "What time is it?"

Mo Jiahua tied the belt, looked at Ling Feitong behind him in the mirror, and said: "It's still early, you can't sleep for a long time like a pancake in the middle of the night, you can rest at home today."

Ling Feitong shook his head, sat there for a few seconds, and then got out of bed, stepping on the carpeted floor with his bare feet.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jiahua asked softly, turning his face to the side and looking at the person hugging him from behind.

"Your Highness, do you feel that you are disappointed in me?" Ling Feitong whispered nervously, "For example, I have many things that I know, but I don't tell you, so you can only keep guessing."

Mo Jiahua was already planning to go out, but after hearing that he was silent for a while, he put the badge in his hand on the shelf next to him, "Clean up, let's go with this king." Mo Jiahua said, in Ling Feitong's A kiss on the forehead.

Ling Feitong was still a little unresponsive.

He walked towards the bathroom, closed the door, and when he looked up, he saw in the mirror a young man with a ghostly face and dark circles comparable to a panda.

Ling Feitong touched his face, "Hey——" What is this all about.

Not wanting to delay Mo Jiahua's time, Ling Feitong finished washing quickly and dressed neatly again.

"Let's go and see Dabao and Xiaobao first." Ling Feitong said.

They must see the two little buns every morning and night, but they often don't leave and go home together.

Dabao and Xiaobao have now been half-entrusted to Gu Yuan and Gu Wenxuan, and Sanxi followed the whole process, so it is destined that there will be no major problems.

Ling Feitong nimbly opened the bedroom door of the two little buns.

He moved very lightly, and came to the bedside of the two little buns silently.

At this time, the sky was just getting bright, and Dabao and Xiaobao were sleeping soundly. One arm of Xiaobao was draped outside, and one foot of Dabao was obviously placed on Xiaobao's lap, and the quilt bulged a little.

Ling Feitong couldn't help being overjoyed, every time he saw these two little buns, his heart would be so soft - how could there be such a cute child in this world?