Interstellar Peak Glory

Ling Feitong felt that his whole body was in a state of exhaustion.

His thinking is very slow, and his speaking speed is equally slow: "After he attacked my spiritual realm, I fell into a coma. The King of Undead activated the automatic protection program and took me out of the dangerous zone. Other things, I don't know anything, so... please tell me how he is."

"He didn't come out." A look of sadness flashed in the teacher's eyes.

Ling Feitong was taken aback for a moment, and said, "What about the others?"

"As Arthur didn't come out, the others came back intact." said the tutor.

Ling Feitong paused for a few seconds before lying down again.

"Ah, that's okay." Ling Feitong said.

Ling Suhen looked at Ling Feitong worriedly, and then turned to look at his mentor.

The instructor shook his head helplessly, and said, "Let's look at it later."

Ling Feitong said: "Is there any hope?"

No one answered.

"There is already a piece of magma there." It was Xiaobao who spoke, "My brother and I went to the scene to see that the magma has become a river, running through the entire Jinwen Rift Valley."

Ling Feitong took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He just wants to sleep now, and doesn't want to know anything superfluous at all.

As if everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

He suddenly began to regret how he treated Mo Jiahua, regretted not saying a few more words to Mo Jiahua, and even regretted not sticking to his determination, and unexpectedly let Mo Jiahua follow him to take risks together.

The person who died was supposed to be him.

Ling Feitong turned over and sucked his nose lightly.

He buried his head in the quilt, trying to plunge himself into darkness again.

He suddenly felt very scared.

He never thought about what kind of world it would be if there was no Megahua in this world, and now he can feel it without thinking about it—cold, dark, oppressive, and lifeless.

Ling Feitong thought clearly that Mo Jiahua was his warmth, light and life.

Unfortunately, it was too late to understand.

People always regret when they lose.

Ling Feitong thought weakly.

He was glad that he had been lying down all the time, so that he would not fall to the ground due to his general weakness and brain fainting.

Megahua is dead.

He was soaked in the weight of the billowing magma, and he couldn't come out again, and the magma that should have been sleeping underground was released from the ground with his efforts.

Ling Feitong had the urge to cry, but his eye sockets were dry.

He could not shed tears or speak.

No one in the room spoke, but none of them left.

No one does not feel grief, but they know that no words can comfort Ling Feitong at this moment.

The three children had been crying for a long time at the beginning, and at this time, Dabao and Xiaobao couldn't help sobbing again.

"Don't cry." Ling Feitong sat up at some point, he touched Dabao and Xiaobao's head one by one, his eyes were calm, and he said gently but firmly: "Your father is a hero. That's how we should cry."

Dabao nodded with tears in his eyes, and quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

"Yes, I don't cry, my father is a hero, he is destined to be recorded in history."

Xiao Bao hugged Ling Feitong and nodded gently in his arms.

Ling Feitong looked out of the window, and a group of migratory birds flew by in the sky.

Within a few days, Ling Feitong was discharged from the hospital. He first went to the area of ​​the Jinwen Rift Valley to have a look, and stood beside the Rift Valley looking at the billowing magma sea, standing silently for a long time.

He tossed a few blood-colored beads into the sea of ​​lava, turned away from the sad place where he had ruined him again.

Ling Feitong got the position and treatment of a lifelong prince, and Mo Jiahua's honor is even higher, but in Ling Feitong's view, these are of no use to him. Probably the only benefit is that the three friends between him and Mo Jiahua Son, even without his care, no one would dare to look down upon him again.

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade, which is probably the case.

After that, Ling Feitong met Yu Fei.

Yuffie has not left the Ninth Office, he is still an agent.

"Ace Arthur is actually Alan Arthur." Yuffie said, "But he didn't tell me in the end, he just let me live well."

Ling Feitong was not surprised, but he was a little puzzled: "Why didn't he come out with us?"

Yuffie said lightly: "Because his life comes from the spiritual wave blessing given to him by the alien lord. When the alien lord dies, he will naturally become a real dead person. He knows he can't live, so he doesn't even want to come out. gone."

Ling Feitong closed his eyes for a while, then slowly opened them.

"What's on your mind next?"

"Probably died of old age in this place." Yuffie smiled lightly and said, "Ah Lun spent most of his life in the ninth place. If I want to be with him, I won't leave. here."

Ling Feitong smiled and said, "I wish you to become the mentor of the Ninth Division as soon as possible."

Yuffie laughed and said, "Yes, I will."

Ling Feitong chatted with him for a while before getting up to leave.

"Wait a minute." Yu Fei stopped Ling Feitong and said, "I'm afraid I have to tell you something."

Ling Feitong turned his head and said, "What's the matter?"

His breathing suddenly became uncontrollably fast, and he had an intuition that what Yuffie was about to say would have something to do with Megahua, "I saw the rescuers before I left the rift valley." Yuffie said: "This You may not be in the mood to care about other things for a while, but I found that those in power in the Chu family go to the Imperial Spiritual Field Research Base almost every day. I don’t know what they do, but you can pay attention .”

Ling Feitong was stunned.

What are those people going to the research base in the spiritual field for?

The person most worthy of study in the spiritual field is none other than Mo Jiahua. Apart from him, there is no other candidate.

But... If Mo Jiahua is still alive, why doesn't he want him to know?

Ling Feitong came back to his senses, and said solemnly: "Thank you very much."

Yuffie smiled and said, "I hope you can get what you want."

After saying goodbye to Yuffie, Ling Feitong turned around and boarded an empty car passing by. He said to the driver, "Go to the Imperial Spiritual Field Research Base."

For Ling Feitong, it was not particularly difficult to sneak into a place that was heavily guarded and heavily guarded.

He bypassed the soldiers who were useless to him, escaped the trap of the agency, and followed a uniformed staff member all the way to the intensive care unit.

The Imperial Spiritual Field Research Base is a non-profit official organization. The staff here are all experts in the spiritual field, and it is also a holy place for free treatment for patients with intractable diseases in the spiritual field.

On the top floor of the base, Ling Feitong saw Mo Jiahua lying on the weight of the sterile glass room.

He was sleeping in a piece of azure sea water, and he had returned to the prototype state of the shark race. There were no scales on his tail, but instead, there were bloody wounds, and those wounds were still spreading traces of blood into the water.

He suffered more serious burns to his upper body and appeared to be recovering.

Ling Feitong covered her mouth, closed her eyes and dared not look any further.

Footsteps came from afar.

"You still found this place." Mo Lansi said standing behind Ling Feitong.

Ling Feitong opened his eyes suddenly, stared at Mo Lansi with a hoarse voice and asked, "Is he still alive?"

"I don't know," said Morans.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Ling Feitong's eyes were red.

"They all said he was dead, and I insisted that they put him into this sea water." Mo Lansi pressed his hand on the glass, touched his forehead against the glass, and said lightly: "Although he He wasn't even breathing, and the spiritual realm was in a mess, but I just knew he wouldn't give up like this."

Ling Feitong said uncomfortably: "What is his situation now?"

"On the verge of death," Mo Lansi said.

"Impossible." Ling Feitong clenched his fists and said, "Although his injury looks serious, it is only a traumatic injury. As long as he is in the seawater environment, he can fully recover after a year or so."

"Trauma is not fatal." Mo Lansi looked at Ling Feitong and said, "His spiritual realm is the real problem."

Ling Feitong paused.

Merlanth said: "His spiritual realm is very bad now, even the experts here dare not easily judge whether he will fall into an eternal deep sleep, and no one is sure when he will wake up, and whether he will be a spirit after he wakes up. Normal people."

Ling Feitong looked at Mo Jiahua for a long time before asking again: "No, the experts will definitely have an estimated time. The spiritual field will repair itself, and they can make an estimate."

Mo Lansi paused for a few seconds before speaking: "In 50 to 100 years, it is also possible that his spiritual realm will explode directly and fall into eternal sleep."

Ling Feitong sighed softly.

He and Mo Lansi looked at each other silently, and after a while, Mo Lan Si asked: "What are your plans?"

"I'm going back to the Red River galaxy." Ling Feitong said calmly: "There are my friends in that place, and all the good memories of me and my loved ones. I think I will probably not come to Shenglian again for a long time after I go back. Galaxies."

"That's fine." Mo Lansi nodded and said, "Do you have any missions?"

"Well." Ling Feitong said: "As a diplomat, I will be in charge of matters related to the joint development of crystal mines between Haiguo and the West Dawn Empire." Mo Lansi said: "Say hello to my brother for me. "

Ling Feitong said: "Aren't you planning to go back?"

Mo Lansi showed a little sad and nostalgic expression, but quickly put it away.

"No, my son is still here. I can't bear him. No matter what he looks like, I will let him be in my sight."

Ling Feitong feels that life is really impermanent. When he saw Mo Lansi before, he wished to punch him flying, and he was upset when he heard his words. He didn't expect that he could talk to Mo Lan Si calmly now. spoke.

The two chatted for a while about the future, and also talked about the education of Dabao and Xiaobao.

"The Yuren Empire is more suitable for them. Dabao and Xiaobao have grown up. They should receive better education in the spiritual field and combat, so I won't take them away." Ling Feitong has already made plans: "As for Sambo, he is still too young to leave me, and I will take him to the Red River Galaxy."

□Author's gossip: Thanks to the little angel of ichuner for the apple, what a prick~!