Interstellar Peak Glory

Arthur tilted his head and said, "Stop talking?"

Ling Feitong shook his head and sighed: "Stop talking, you've hit the nail on the head, you are my heart, you are my lungs, you are the old roundworm that has lived in my stomach for tens of thousands of years, you know everything."

"Don't be so fucking talkative, who are you saying is immortal?" Arthur kicked over, and Ling Feitong dodged to dodge.

Arthur was a little _____, and said, "I'll ask you if you accept it or not?"

"Convince, awesome." Ling Feitong gave a thumbs up and said, "The capital letters are awesome, I am completely convinced."

"Hmph." Arthur sneered twice, and said, "Now that you're convinced, let's be honest, what are you going to do?"

Ling Feitong looked up at the sky, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and made an expression of "I didn't hear anything".

Arthur kicked Ling Feitong's ass and said, "If you really don't intend to confess, I'll go to Mo Jiahua."

"Why are you looking for him? Are you going to pry the corner of my wall?" Ling Feitong blurted out.

Arthur was completely speechless.

"I said, do you really have nothing in your mind except love?"

Ling Feitong winked at Arthur with a playful smile, and said, "Isn't this a daily defense against thieves, so I'm used to it."

Arthur said weakly: "I'm going to sue, do you understand the sue? Expose your filth and wretchedness, and keep Mo Jiahua in the dark!"

"I can't escape."

"What can't run away?" Arthur said subconsciously.

Probably Ling Feitong said it so suddenly that Arthur didn't realize what he was saying.

Ling Feitong smiled bitterly at him, and said, "I mean, those apostles from the Merman Empire who monitor us probably won't miss me."

Arthur was taken aback, and said, "How is it possible?"

They have already changed their shells, and Ling Feitong hides quite deeply, so it is difficult to be suspected.

"If I start now." Ling Feitong bent down and picked up a ball of snow from the ground, forming a snowball, and said: "Don't do anything, don't bubble, don't show off, don't ask, just be obedient in the ink If Jia Hua is a good-for-nothing waste, a lover who serves no purpose other than warming the bed, then I guess they can really let me go."

Ling Feitong threw the snowball hard towards the tree.

All of a sudden, the snowballs scattered.

A small patch of snow that had not fallen was stuck to the tree.

"But the problem is, I can never fucking watch that idiot Mo Lansi torment Megahua like that."

Ling Feitong threw two snowballs on the tree again, and said: "Mo Ganan was resurrected after Wu Xue entered the palace. If he didn't have the heir of the ancient family of the Yu clan who knew some forbidden techniques, he would not be able to resurrect so smoothly, so I can basically conclude that Wu Xue and I are of the same race, probably higher in level than me."

Ling Feitong kicked hard towards the tree trunk, and the thick layer of snow squeezed on the branches fell down in pieces with a clatter.

Standing under the tree, Arthur, who was concentrating on listening to Ling Feitong's words, accidentally got covered in snow.

"Wori...," he will definitely have to check my identity at that time. "Ling Feitong looked at Arthur quietly with his black eyes.

Arthur kept the scolding words on his lips for now.

Arthur patted the snow on his head and said, "Zha can't be sure that you are Ling Feitong."

"Yes." Ling Feitong was very sure: "He can."

Arthur looked at him puzzled, and stopped patting his head.

"Each mermaid, or even everyone, has a different spiritual landscape. Just like human beings identify their identities based on their DNA, the mermaids identify people according to their spiritual landscape."

Ling Feitong said: "The picture of the spiritual realm will not change easily."

He pointed to his head and said: "Since I was resurrected in this body, the original spiritual realm of this body has begun to change. I look more and more like me before, and the spiritual realm It’s also getting infinitely closer to myself, and now I guess there’s no difference.”

Arthur was completely stunned.

After a few seconds, he swallowed hard and said, "You guys... are really awesome."

Ling Feitong shrugged: "No way, it's natural, the nature of the species."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that far." Arthur thought for a while, and said, "Someone can help Mo Jiahua."

"Who can it be?" Ling Feitong sighed, "It doesn't matter who comes."

"Then at least it can be delayed for a while."

"That's right, I wish I could live every day for a lifetime." Ling Feitong sighed, and suddenly stopped. He suddenly looked at Arthur, glared at him and said, "Did you fucking find Jing Xiao?"

"Why the hell are you talking to me in such a tone of catching a mistress?" Arthur snapped back.

"My mother..." Ling Feitong's tongue turned and was bitten by his teeth. He gasped and shouted: "Damn, are you fucking admitting it?"

"There's nothing you can't admit." Arthur smiled and said, "I miss him and want to see him."

"Put your mother's shit on!" Ling Feitong became emotional.

Arthur finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "I don't even know who my mother is, and why are you greeting her all the time today?" Ling Feitong was almost laughed at, but immediately felt sad.

"Arthur...," Don't cry, I won't coax you even if you cry, I'm not the one from your family. ' Arthur took a few steps back.

Ling Feitong was so close that the wetness in his eye sockets returned to the soles of his feet.

"You're so fucking mean." Ling Feitong said, "I don't even know what to say, I can't repay you."

Arthur said helplessly: "Okay, you are in trouble with my mother."

"It's passable, it must be passable." Ling Feitong laughed.

Arthur gave him a sideways look, and said, "You're not so calm about your own affairs."

"My own affairs are not so painful." Ling Feitong said with emotion.

Arthur said: "Actually, your business is more painful than mine."

Ling Feitong refused to accept it, but he couldn't refute it at all.

"All right," said Arthur, "we're all all right."

Ling Feitong's eyes were slightly moist, he nodded and said, "We are all fine."

Time passed quickly, and ten days and a half months passed in the blink of an eye.

The entire Blessed City has entered the coldest time of the year, with the highest temperature being only one or two degrees.

During these ten days, Mo Jiahua fell into a coma twice more, but compared to the first big commotion, the next two times were only short-term coma, just a few minutes, which was quite interesting.

However, when Mo Jiahua fell into a coma for the second time, he was personally instructing Dabao and Xiaobao how to operate a commonly used beautiful skill of the gun-type mecha.

When Dabao and Xiaobao saw Mo Jiahua falling down all of a sudden, they were almost frightened. The staff next to them immediately notified Ling Feitong and Qiao Ran. When they arrived, Mo Jiahua had woken up and was sitting On the chair to comfort the frightened two little buns.

Ling Feitong was worried, and pulled Mo Jiahua to go for an inspection.

While waiting for the results, Ling Feitong left the examination room and went to the lounge next to him to see how the two little buns were doing.

Dabao was eating a fruit, when he saw Ling Feitong, he dropped the fruit and ran over.

"Father, what's wrong with your father?" Dabao looked up at Ling Feitong worriedly and seriously.

Ling Feitong originally wanted to say "it's just overtired, don't worry", but when he looked at the beautiful eyes of his own flesh and blood that were exactly the same as Mo Jiahua, he suddenly couldn't speak.

Xiao Bao also ran over and stood side by side with Da Bao, with some baby-fat faces, and some edges and corners in the delicate outline.

"Father, don't lie to us." Xiao Bao said.

"Father, let me tell you the truth." Ling Feitong squatted down, and said with red eyes: "Your father has a serious physical problem, and this kind of coma without warning is likely to last many times—many times, I don't know when it will end."

Dabao opened his mouth.

Xiao Bao seemed bewildered.

Ling Feitong sniffed, his voice choked with sobs, and said: "I don't know what to do, I have no choice but to kill the person who will kill him, I can't save him, I could only watch helplessly as he had an accident..."

"Father." Xiaobao glanced at Dabao, hugged Ling Feitong's shoulders, and said softly, "Don't cry, father is so powerful, he will be fine."

"Yes, Dad." Dabao also hugged Ling Feitong's other shoulder, with a pair of eyes like big black pearls, shining brightly.

Dabao said: "Didn't you also say that as long as you can kill the guy who will kill the father, the father will be fine."

"Who is that person?" Xiao Bao asked in a low voice, "We have the right to know."

"It's Mo Ganan, the revived twin." Ling Feitong had already collapsed, he just wanted to find someone to talk to, and his two sons who looked like little adults had become his reliance.

Dabao and Xiaobao looked at each other where Ling Feitong couldn't see.

They understand.

I don't know why, but they can understand Ling Feitong's meaning.

This is probably something inherited from the blood.

"Dad, don't be sad." Xiaobao kissed Ling Feitong's forehead, and said, "Father won't want to see Dad like this, he hopes you can be happy every day."

"My brother and I think so too." Dabao reached out and wiped Ling Feitong's face, wiping away his tears, "We have been working hard, and soon we will become strong enough to protect our father. No matter who it is, we can't make Dad sad, we swear."

"We swear." Xiao Bao clenched his fists, tilted his head and said, "Otherwise we'll kill him."

It was only then that Ling Feitong realized that he had lost his composure in front of two kids who together were not half his age.

This is too detrimental to his dignity as an elder.

Ling Feitong listened to the childish words of the two children, and the vow to protect him, his heart relaxed, and he couldn't help breaking his tears into a smile.

"You two, when did you learn to speak such gaudy words? I didn't teach it." Ling Feitong scratched the noses of the two little buns.

Dabao covered his nose, frowned and said, "How can this be considered gaudy, Dad, you have misunderstood us too much."

Xiao Bao also nodded, and said righteously: "We are serious, we have grown up!"

"Okay, okay." Ling Feitong said: "You are indeed a little taller than before you came here, and you are also much stronger."

Dabao poked Ling Feitong on the shoulder, rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, can you stop talking to us in a coaxing tone? We are no longer the ignorant little brats we used to be."

"Yes, I won't cry now." Xiao Bao said.

Looking at Dabao and Xiaobao's immature and cute faces, and solemnly saying what he thought was mature, Ling Feitong felt a little funny and also a little moved.

He stretched out his two hands and rubbed the heads of the two little buns respectively, and said, "Why don't you cry? Didn't you say that children who can cry have candy?"

This has always been the true meaning of life that Xiaobao pursues.

Xiaobao shook his head, looked at Ling Feitong with almond-like eyes, and said, "But crying can't solve any problems, and crying can't make Dad not sad, and it won't make Father's health better. Crying is useless .”

Ling Feitong was stunned.

He didn't expect that such words would come out of Xiaobao's mouth.

And this is what he realized on his own.

□Author's gossip: ps: Cute little buns, how sensible, dear friends, please recommend Tiaopiao~Reprinted!