Interstellar Peak Glory

Mo Jiahua's nose was filled with the smell of dustbin mixed with dust, it was so damn sour.

"Your Highness, your face is turning green." Ling Feitong succeeded in his cunning scheme, and let go of Mo Jiahua contentedly.

Mo Jiahua's face did darken, but only for a moment, he smiled what could be called a malicious smile, and raised his right hand and began to unbutton the neck.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the top of the king's head is not green." Mo Jiahua wrote lightly.

Ling Feitong: "..."

His Highness is really humorous.

"But now, how did you make me dirty, how did you clean me up." Mo Jiahua quickly grabbed Ling Feitong who was about to escape, hooked his neck, and led him to the bathroom, "It just so happens It's been a while since the two of us took a mandarin duck bath together, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, Jinwu Zangjiao must let me implement it."

"Your Highness, we are called Yuanyuanyu." Ling Feitong corrected, and then he realized that his attention had gone eight feet away, and he quickly begged for mercy: "I made a mistake, Your Highness, take it easy. I have to go out."

"Oh, it's late." Mo Jiahua refused cruelly.

After a whole set of mandarin mandarin bath, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Ling Feitong lay limp on the bed and sighed.

Mo Jiahua, who was sitting beside him dealing with official business, gave him a sideways glance and said, "Why, isn't that enough?"

Ling Feitong said: "I am satisfied physically and mentally."

"Then why sigh?"

"I can't bear to think that I'm drunk and dreaming and drinking, and the two poor baby sons at home are crying and thinking about their father every day. They must miss me so much that they don't think about food and tea every day. Maybe they will wait for my task to be completed. , and they become thin like matchsticks again.”

Ling Feitong had been thinking about two little buns before, but he didn't dare to mention them at all, because he was afraid that if he mentioned them, his mood would be overwhelmed. Mo Jiahua stopped his work and said, "You think too much, Dabao Now that Xiaobao and I have other things to do, we have fun every day and eat more food than before."

Ling Feitong got up from the bed, changed to a sitting position, and asked, "What are they doing?"

"I handed them over to Li Shaoai to take charge." Mo Jiahua continued to stare at Guangnao, browsing through the messages sent from the imperial capital, "Li Shaoai." Ling Feitong thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his thumb to Mo Jiahua, and said, "Awesome boss, you will really cause trouble for others."

Mo Jiahua said: "I just followed his wishes. Since he wants to please Dabao and Xiaobao and take your place, I don't mind giving him a chance to express himself."

Ling Feitong felt that Mo Jiahua was quite sinister.

Since Li Shaoai is interested in Mo Jiahua and wants to be the only one by his side, he will never dare to poison Dabao and Xiaobao, let alone poison him, he probably wants to spoil these two children now , at least show it to Mo Jiahua.

As for Dabao and Xiaobao, they will definitely not follow Li Shaoai's way, and because Li Shaoai has seized Ling Feitong's position, they will inevitably show great hostility towards Li Shaoai, and they may try to find ways to toss he.

"Tsk tsk, thinking about it, I feel a little sympathetic to Li Shaoai." Ling Feitong said.

"Do you sympathize with him?" Mo Jiahua chuckled inexplicably, and said, "Think about your own situation first, let me put the words here first, no matter when, don't think about letting yourself If a hair is lost, whoever dares to hurt my person, I will never make him feel better."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Should he be touched, or should he be sad?

Ling Feitong is not too worried about the two little buns for the time being, after all, they are considered people who have experienced big storms, and now there is a new "opponent", which more or less scattered their thoughts and dependence on themselves.

Ling Feitong said worriedly: "Remind them, don't let these two little ones accidentally expose my identity."

Lin Feitong is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but after following Mo Jiahua, he began to become arrogant and snobbish. This is why the group of Youslit thinks that he is easy to control and easily betrays Mo Jiahua because of power and money. a key reason.

But if they know that this Lin Feitong is actually "Ling Feitong", then it will be difficult to say.

Prince Mo Jiahua was sent to this place voluntarily for Ling Feitong, the biological mother of the two young highnesses.

Based on this fact, it is completely untenable for Lin Feitong to compete for favor and replace Ling Feitong as the number one concubine.

Mo Jiahua naturally knew how powerful he was, he said lightly: "Don't worry, those two boys are much smarter than you imagined."

After Mo Jiahua finished speaking, a message with the highest level of confidentiality appeared on the optical brain page.

He paused, opened the message, and after a glance, there was no action for a few seconds.

Ling Feitong was admiring Mo Jiahua's perfect side profile, when Yiqiao saw his expression of emptiness, she immediately got off the bed, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, walked to Mo Jiahua and said, "What important news? ?”

Mo Jiahua did not close the message, so Ling Feitong saw the content of the message as soon as Ling Feitong finished speaking-【His Royal Highness Mo Lansi has found a trace of a half shark in the Nanter slave field. 】

Ling Feitong's face sank all of a sudden, he couldn't help looking at Mo Jiahua worriedly, and wanted to comfort him, but after thinking about it, he still felt that comforting Mo Jiahua had no meaning at all.

Therefore, Ling Feitong changed the topic and asked directly: "Should we send someone to kill that mermaid, or should we act first and bring him here?"

Mo Jiahua closed and deleted the message, erased the traces, and said in a flat tone: "If this one is killed, there will be another one. Although the number of half sharks is pitiful, it is not without them. His Majesty Mo Lansi has been silent for many years. , now that I have made up my mind to find the Merman, I will definitely do my best and never give up halfway.”

"But even so, I hope he can find it as slowly as possible." Ling Feitong said: "If you kill this one, at least it will take time to find the next one."

Mo Jiahua turned his face to look at Ling Feitong, and after the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Mo Jiahua said: "Most of all our available people are already in No. Those hidden piles in the corner can't be easily moved. His Majesty Mellanth is bound to send heavy troops. Even if I or you rush to the Nanter slave field in person, it will take at least 11 days. These 20 days , enough for His Majesty Melans to find that shark."

Ling Feitong was stunned suddenly.

He has never understood why His Majesty Mo Lansi must let Mo Jiahua come to garrison No.11 area.

But now, he was opened a new door in a trance.

"The task His Majesty Mo Lansi sent you to find the mermaids is actually not his real purpose." Ling Feitong's eyes widened, his breath was a little unsteady, "His real purpose is to trap you in No.11 District, there is no ability to prevent him from looking for sharks, right?"

Mo Jiahua hooked his lips, put his arms around Ling Feitong and kissed him on the lips, and said: "My princess is so smart, she can even think of such a thing."

"Damn!" Ling Feitong pushed Mo Jiahua away, and almost exploded, "Did you already know about this kind of thing?"

Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong, who was full of vicious eyes, and calmly said: "It is true that I have known it for a long time. His Majesty Mo Lansi sent someone to find the Merman before, but because of me being a hindrance, his progress has been very difficult. When His Majesty Molans asked me to come to District No.11, I already understood what he meant."

Ling Feitong seemed to have a hole in his heart, he stared straight at Mo Jiahua who was full of indifference, and said angrily, "Why the hell didn't you tell me?"

"You also didn't tell me a lot of things." Mo Jiahua said calmly.

"I——" Ling Feitong choked for a moment, and immediately growled: "Fuck, this is different in nature, at least I won't make fun of my own life! Damn, damn... If I had known, if I had known If—" "Even if you knew it earlier, I would still do it." Mo Jiahua pulled Ling Feitong into his arms, hugged him and said in a low voice: "I don't want to wrong you and the child anymore. one."

"There's another one?" Lingfei Tonghu asked.

Mo Jiahua's breath sprayed on his ears, bringing a slight itchiness.

"The second is that this king is completely tired." Mo Jiahua said: "I am tired of fighting openly and secretly with him, engaging in conspiracy and tricks. I have already wasted too much time and energy on him."

After Mo Jiahua said this, he stopped.

In fact, there is another important reason why he decided to give up stopping Mo Lansi - Ling Feitong died.

During that time, Mo Jiahua was almost hopeless. He felt that there was no need to fight for everything in this world. The person he wanted to protect was gone, and the person who could make him feel warmth and love was gone. He desperately wanted What's the point in making life better?

And later, after Ling Feitong returned to him in another way, Mo Jiahua was even more unwilling to participate in these complicated battles.

He would rather dedicate all his time to his lover and children than to argue with the obsessed Merlans. In other words, Mo Jiahua can understand Morlans' obsession with resurrecting Meganan— ——In all fairness, if someone tells him that he can resurrect Ling Feitong with a method, he will use all his strength to achieve this goal without hesitation. Even if he is still alive, he will definitely not get even a little favor from Mo Lansi.

Mo Jiahua saw this point very clearly, and was extremely disheartened.

Mo Jiahua paused for a while before continuing: "In my opinion, there is no need to continue these obstacles. I don't want to waste too much time on this kind of thing."

Ling Feitong felt a slight pain in his heart, and held Mo Jiahua's warm hand.

"It's still necessary, Your Highness." Ling Feitong said softly, patiently: "If he really finds a suitable samaruto and brings Mo Ganan back to life, there will inevitably be twins between you and him." If you lose out in the battle of life, and the one who gradually weakens, it will be you."

Mo Jiahua kissed his earlobe, and said: "I was the one who survived, and I will still be the one who survived in the future."

Ling Feitong shook his head heavily and said, "Don't say that, you better not take this risk."

Mo Jiahua's eyes flashed a dark color in a place Ling Feitong couldn't see, but his voice was extremely gentle, as if he could knead water—"Even for you, I will live at all costs , on this point, you have to have some confidence in me."

Ling Feitong sighed, thought for a while, and said, "It's better to send some forces outside, or we can also contact the secret service organization and let them help us deal with outside affairs."

There are a lot of riots in District No.11. Except for the Sun City where Mo Jiahua himself is stationed, there have been no fewer than thirty riots on other planets. The unit quelled the chaos, but it also brought great consumption to the Undead God King's troops itself.

In the current situation, it can be said that there is no skill at all.

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