Interstellar Peak Glory

At the end of the meeting, it was almost finished, but Ying Tianchi changed the subject, looked at Mo Jiahua and asked, "The plan is good, and Yun Zhiyao's grandson will definitely suffer, but there is a question I still want to ask His Highness."

"What's the problem?" Megahua said.

Ying Tianchi chuckled, and said: "You're going to cut first and then make a change in front of the battle. Shiwell's side will suffer a lot and must be furious. Maybe the war between the two countries will start like this, and there will definitely be no one on His Majesty's side." If you are in a good mood, maybe you will push His Highness from his current position to the end...Has Your Highness thought about the consequences? Or is His Highness's current ability already strong enough to ignore the consequences?"

Mo Jiahua glanced lightly at Ying Tianchi's hard face, and gained a new understanding of this general who has been in the army for more than 30 years - he really came from the Vicious Beast King Legion, and he spoke freely.

"The Shivir regime is corrupt, and it should have been destroyed long ago. As for the rest, this king hasn't thought much about it yet. The meeting is here, go back and raise your army."

After Mo Jiahua said lightly, everyone also winked and didn't say any more.

But after Mo Jiahua left, Ying Tianchi, who was still sitting still, pursed his lips and said to Gu Yuan meaningfully: "Your Highness, you are quite ambitious."

Gu Yuan smiled slightly, noncommittal, and said: "Where is it, Your Highness is young and energetic, and it is the time when he is unstoppable. Please don't take it to your heart."

In fact, I thought to myself: Shiweier killed the sweetheart of His Highness Mo Jiahua, His Highness can bear it for a while, but it is absolutely impossible to endure it forever.

If it weren't for His Highness's foundation being unstable and surrounded by wolves, the cannon would probably have been sent directly to the capital of Shiweier instead of Yun Zhiyao.

However, how could the peace-loving Prince Megahua be rumored to yearn for war?

Everyone immediately understood, laughed and laughed and pretended that they had completely lost their memory.

Of course, although Gu Yuan has to wipe Mo Jiahua's face when he is outside, but when the door is closed, Gu Yuan is determined not to be so tolerant.

As soon as Mo Jiahua returned to the room arranged by Bai Xi, within half an hour, Gu Yuan and Si Kong Xiao came to the door together.

Coincidentally, Ling Feitong also came to Mo Jiahua at this time.

The three met face to face outside Megahua's gate.

Ling Feitong was the first to say hello and said, "Is there something important to discuss? I'll come back later."

After finishing speaking, Ling Feitong didn't wait for the other party to be polite, and simply turned around and left. Before Gu Yuan called Ling Feitong to stop, the door opened with a "click".

What Mo Jiahua saw at a glance was not Gu Yuan and Sikong Xiao standing in front of him, but Ling Feitong who had walked five or six meters away. Ling Feitong also turned his head, looked at Mo Jiahua, smiled, raised his Blowing him a kiss, he entered his room.

Gu Yuan had a panoramic view of all this, raised his eyebrows, and felt that this young master Lin Feitong who hadn't met him a few times was a wonderful person. Because of his own status, he doesn't feel depressed or inferior at all, and he doesn't even mind if outsiders can see through his relationship with Mo Jiahua...

"Young Master Lin, I don't know if there is something important, why don't you let Young Master Lin come first?" Gu Yuan said.

Mo Jiahua withdrew his gaze and said, "Indeed there are."

Gu Yuan: "Huh?" He just said it casually, and the meaning of ridicule was the majority. Could it be that Mo Jiahua really planned to pull people back and drive them out?

Si Kongxiao sneered and pushed Gu Yuan in, and said, "Have you stopped spinning your head? You can smell the sour smell of love from a long distance away, so just ask His Highness, for him, what is that?" Regarding Mr. Lin, which one would be a trivial matter?"

Gu Yuan suddenly laughed, nodded and said, "Indeed, indeed."

Mo Jiahua didn't care if they made fun of him, and said: "This king knows what you want to say when you come here."

The expressions of Gu Yuan and Si Kongxiao immediately restrained, not even a hint of playfulness.

They waited for Mo Jiahua to continue talking. Since this person had already made up his mind, he must have thought of a countermeasure.

Gu Yuan has known for a long time that Mo Jiahua's yang and yin are contrary to his ideas, but he has never asked Mo Jiahua how to solve it, because at that time, Mo Jiahua only revealed this meaning, and did not really say it definitively. Now, The time has come.

Mo Jiahua stood by the window, looking at the yellow sand in the desert outside, and said: "This king has already thought about the consequences from the very beginning. The worst outcome is nothing more than His Majesty's anger, and he will replace the first heir with a One change. As for the war between the two countries——ah, Shiver's new king killed his brother, and his name is not right, and his ass has not been wiped clean, so why would he hesitate to go to war abroad? One must first settle inside, outside Once the war started, the position there would be lost."

"This is really accurate, not to mention, the only old hooligan who can fight on the front of the western border is also dead. If Yun Zhiyao is beaten to the bum by us, the entire Shiver expeditionary army will be worth a couple of dollars." In order to organize the army, the other legions have their own territories, and no one will come to pick up this hot potato."

On Si Kongxiao's pretty face, there was a lukewarm smile, and he stood behind Mo Jiahua with folded arms, and continued, "But Your Highness, my subordinates are never worried about what will happen to you." Weier, I have never worried about fighting, but what I am most worried about is that you, an old man, disobeyed His Majesty's orders and was beaten to the end by His Majesty's anger. When the time comes, you let us follow you to drink the northwest wind?" Gu Yuan frowned slightly, Looking at Si Kongxiao disapprovingly, he said, "No one is up or down, so please be more tactful."

Si Kongxiao rolled his eyes and said, "Who made this young master angry?"

Gu Yuan said: "Didn't you agree to bombard Yun Zhiyao before and maintain a [-]% winning rate?"

"I agree now too." Si Kongxiao rolled his eyes again, and said with a sneer, "But Your Highness, you can't play me like a fool, can you?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Jiahua glanced at Sikong Xiao.

After all, Si Kongxiao came from a big family, rich, powerful and powerful, so he was naturally a little arrogant.

He walked up to Mo Jiahua, looked straight into Mo Jiahua's eyes, and said: "For so many years, the relationship between Your Highness and His Majesty can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. Your Highness has never thought of taking the undead king's victory." The record is joking, and he has no personal enmity with Yun Zhiyao, yet he accepted such an errand, so obediently and viciously, it must be to make the person above feel uncomfortable--" Sikong Xiao took a breath, frowned and said: "Your Highness, you are almost done. Thirty, can you stop living and going back? Eight years ago, you still knew how to judge the situation and swallow your anger, so how come eight years later, you don’t know how to pretend your thoughts anymore? "

If Mo Jiahua hadn't mentioned capturing Yun Zhiyao alive and awarding the Undead God King Special Contribution Medal to his subordinates, Sikong Xiao would not have thought about it, but Yun Zhiyao's value is not high, and Mo Jiahua can make such a big deal, It must be that he deliberately elevated Yun Zhiyao's status.

Si Kongxiao didn't know the identity of the old hooligan, and considering the relationship between Mo Jiahua and Mo Lansi, he would naturally think that Mo Jiahua wanted to show off his claws in front of Mo Lansi.

As Mo Jiahua's supporter, Sikong Xiao would of course raise doubts and dissatisfaction.

Such an accusation is only the first time.

But Mo Jiahua knew that Sikong Xiao was just taking this opportunity to vent all the doubts and dissatisfaction he had accumulated over the past few years all at once.

There is nothing wrong with this, because all the people sitting on his boat will feel more or less uneasy seeing the increasingly tense relationship between him and His Majesty Melans.

In the final analysis, this is a conflict of interests. Once the big ship of Mo Jiahua sinks, no one on board will be able to live.

Gu Yuan couldn't answer this kind of question, and he didn't open his mouth, so he stood beside him, waiting for Mo Jiahua to give Sikong Xiao an answer.

Mo Jiahua looked at Si Kongxiao indifferently, and said: "The relationship between this king and His Majesty is indeed going from bad to worse, but in terms of facts, how do you know that there is no deep hatred between this king and Yun Zhiyao?"

Sikong Xiao was confused by this sentence.

"Yun Zhiyao and His Highness, there shouldn't be any intersection, right?" Si Kong Xiao thought carefully and said.

Mo Jiahua curled his red lips coldly, and his black eyes with a jade texture seemed to be covered with blood, which made his handsome face a bit more bloody and murderous.

Sikong Xiao was shocked by Mo Jiahua's expression, he had seen Mo Jiahua like this before, but suddenly, he couldn't remember where it was.

"This king and him have a vengeance for killing his wife. This vengeance is irreconcilable. If he is not destroyed, this king is unwilling." Mo Jiahua's words were clear and he spoke slowly, as if he wanted to crush that man with his teeth.

Before Sikong Xiao understood this sentence, he had already had a flash of inspiration involuntarily, thinking of this kind of Mo Jiahua, where he had seen it before - that was when he followed Mo Jiahua to carry out a very difficult mission. During the mission, Mo Jiahua suddenly received an urgent call, saying that Tong Nu, the most beloved by his side, was poisoned at home and was dying.

Mo Jiahua had this kind of expression at the time, as if he was hating others, but also as if he was hating himself. Seeing this expression, Si Kongxiao fell silent for a moment, feeling the urge to bury himself in the soil.

"Revenge for killing his wife?" Sikong Xiao muttered the word, and suddenly asked, "Does Tong Nu have a name?"

There has always been only one person who can be called a wife by Megahua.

The blood in Mo Jiahua's eyes slowly receded, and he said in a clear voice, "This king and him met under a sycamore tree. At that time, he jumped down from the tree and landed beside me. This king gave him the name 'Feitong'. He is a slave and said that he only remembers his surname as Ling, so his full name is Lingfeitong."

Sikong Xiao's mind went blank.

The word for the old rascal is Ling, and the Tong slave next to Mo Jiahua is named Tong.

Speaking of this level, as long as there is no problem with the brain, it should be able to see the problem.

Ling and Tong Nu, Tong Nu and Ling...

Si Kongxiao didn't say a word for a long while, his normally calm and proud face also looked a bit silly because of his mouth half-opened and his eyes widened.

However, Sikong Xiao was indeed dumbfounded.

"You said before that Tong Nu's mech piloting, air combat techniques and strategies were all instructed by you personally, so I said—" Sikong Xiao accepted this fact with difficulty, Mo Jiahua would never joke with him .

Sikong Xiao looked at Mo Jiahua who was still pretending to be calm with extremely complicated eyes, and couldn't help but said: "You have cultivated a strong enemy for the empire by yourself?"

Gu Yuan: "..."

Give Sikong Xiao 1 likes. He has wanted to talk about this question for a long time.

Mo Jiahua felt a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded calmly and said, "This king is happy."

Seeing Mo Jiahua's proud expression, Sikong Xiao suddenly felt desperate.

When he resolutely followed Mo Jiahua at the beginning, he fell in love with Mo Jiahua's sophistication and stability, and as long as he was sitting in the rear, he would give people a great sense of security.

However, the current Mo Jiahua brought him a sense of déjà vu similar to that of a "faint king"—fuck, with a daughter-in-law, why don't you even want the country, and still have no guilt, pride and pride?

Is it too late to quit the team now?

Sikong Xiaodan wanted to scratch the wall in pain.

□Author's gossip: [Small Theater]——Xiaoxiao: Ah Xi, Your Highness, are you cheating your country like this?

Yuan Yuan: Which one has the best technology? The West Dawn Empire is looking for Prince Mo Jiahua!

Momo: The king is happy, ~I),! !