Interstellar Peak Glory

Wang Xi's eyes were bright, and it was the first time that he looked at the Jagged Prince who had made great achievements since his youth, and said, "You won't regret what you say, right?"

Mo Jiahua said: "You don't have to question this king, this king always does what he says."

Wang Xi gave a military salute excitedly to Mo Jiahua, saying: "Not now, we have to wait until after the rotation."

Mo Jiahua said: "Yes."

"What can you do?" A frivolous voice came over, and Wang Xi immediately stood back and watched Mo Ganan's arrival with a blank expression.

Mo Ganan heard that Mo Jiahua provoked His Majesty's anger and was locked in a small black room, so he gloated and planned to laugh at Mo Jiahua, but he didn't expect to see Mo Jiahua tempting the guards in his forbidden room. Guards do something for him.

"I said, brother, why do you have such unique aesthetics? It's not good to like someone, you have to like that kind of dirty and lowly slave." Mo Ganan came to the door, looked at Mo Jiahua through the small lattice window, the corners of his lips Bringing back a beating smile, he said, "I heard that the one you got recently is also a half-breed? Is it that the dirtier and more depraved the stuff, the more excited you are? But to be honest, brother I think about it sometimes, and I kind of want to play with those obedient kitten-like slaves."

As he said that, Mo Ganan licked the corners of his lips, and said with a smirk: "Since Brother Huang can't go back for a while, why don't I go take care of that half-blood kid for you, what do you think?"

Mo Jiahua seemed to be looking at the dregs, and said coldly: "Okay, the scars forget the pain. I taught you a lesson before. It seems that it is not deep enough. There will be more opportunities in the future. However, next time it will not be the face, but the face. It's your uncontrollable thing."

Moganan: "..."

Mo Ganan's smile suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, and the pain that made him cry for his father and mother appeared on his face in a trance - a few weeks ago, when he was out of the palace to eat, drink and have fun with his friends, he was stopped and robbed by someone. All the way to a dirty and remote alley, several people punched and kicked him, and even punched him in the face, no matter how much he begged for mercy or threatened or lured him, no one paid any attention to him.

After he went back, when he looked in the mirror, his face was swollen like a pig's head!

Mo Ganan was so angry that he was about to rise to the sky, and immediately sent people to investigate and monitor, but those well-trained anti-reconnaissance professionals didn't even show their faces. Come on, he couldn't even find anyone who vented his anger!

Although the injuries on his body were quickly healed with the healing device, the depression that was condensed in his heart did not dissipate for a long time.

Even his cronies and friends, after they found out about this, they pretended to care about him and comfort him on the surface, but in fact, there were still people laughing at him behind his back for his incompetence!

Mo Ganan thought about it, only Mo Jiahua would do such a thing, but he had no evidence at all, and now, Mo Jiahua actually admitted it on his own initiative!

Fuck, he actually admitted it!

Mo Ganan's teeth were rattling, and he clenched his fists and said: "Brother Huang is really powerful, I don't know where I found him."〇 He must kill those people!

Mo Jiahua said: "Oh, you are addicted to being slapped in the face, do you want to do it again?"

Moganan: "..."

Fuck you addicted.

Mo Jiahua said earnestly: "Don't worry, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Mo Ganan trembled inexplicably in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, he felt quite a bit of Mo Jiahua's poisonous mouth skills, if he bickered along the topic of Mo Jiahua, he would definitely lose completely.

Therefore, Mo Ganan held back his shame, and never mentioned the fact that he could not find anyone after being beaten, and said in a strange way: "Brother Huang likes slaves so much, probably because Brother Huang was also in that kind of dirty slavery since he was a child." Bedbugs, lived in a slave area filled with low smells for several years, so you have a great impression of those things that exude a slave atmosphere, right? Don’t they all say that birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups, and I think the same is true for Brother Huang .”

These words are not malicious. Mo Ganan knows that the black history that Mo Jiahua cannot mention is his childhood in the slave area, but he still wants to mention it bluntly, and even uses vicious words. vocabulary.

He wanted to provoke Mo Jiahua, wanted to tear off the mask that was always indifferent, he wanted to see Mo Jiahua's embarrassed appearance when he fell from the altar - but he was destined to be disappointed.

Mo Jiahua smiled instead of anger, hooked the corner of his red lips, and said: "It seems that you are very interested in the situation in the slave area, don't worry, you will definitely have the opportunity to go to that place in the future to experience life at the bottom of society, This king will create suitable opportunities for you."

Moganan: "You—" "You don't have to thank me too much, I am the first in line heir to the empire who is so enthusiastic, sincere and helpful." Pulled.

Mo Ganan was so angry that he jumped up and down, but Mo Jiahua had already closed the door to thank the guests. Even if he wanted to say something, the other party was destined not to hear him. Therefore, Mo Ganan had to transfer his anger to the guards.

"What did the emperor ask you to do just now?" Mo Ganan asked with a cold face, narrowing his eyes.

Wang Xiyi said solemnly: "Your Highness said just now that he was hungry and thirsty and wanted to drink water."

Mo Ganan was sure it wasn't this, but Wang Xi made it clear that he wouldn't cooperate, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Be careful, don't let me catch you." Mo Ganan warned: "Also, don't forget who paid you your salary, don't follow the wrong person!"

"Yes." Wang Xi readily agreed, but in fact he thought in his heart: Anyway, you didn't pay the wages, and whoever gives me the future will be my parents.

After Mo Ganan gave a stern warning to the imperial guards, he left here with a cold snort.

Gu Yuan soon got the news from Mo Jiahua, his first reaction was "That's true", and his second reaction was "It's really not surprising at all".

After Gu Yuan tried to dial Mo Jiahua's terminal but failed, he immediately told Ling Feitong the news.

After Ling Feitong finished washing, he had already coaxed the two little buns to sleep, and just returned to his and Mo Jiahua's bedroom when he received this not-so-pleasant news.

"Is he being detained in the palace by His Majesty Mo Lansi?" Ling Feitong sat on the wicker chair, frowning slightly, and said, "Apart from telling where he is going, does he have anything else to say?"

Gu Yuan said, "Not really."

Ling Feitong said: "I hear your tone, it seems that you are not worried at all?"

For example, their dear Highness may be locked up in a small dark room and abused or something.

Gu Yuan said calmly: "You don't have to worry too much, this is not the first time Your Highness has been locked up in a small dark room by His Majesty."

Ling Feitong: "..."

What is the point of such a naive and useless punishment method?

Across the terminal, Gu Yuan seemed to have read Ling Feitong's heart, and added an explanation: "This is probably a decision made by His Majesty to show his attitude. After all, His Majesty is reluctant to be serious with His Highness."

"That's true." Ling Feitong nodded in agreement.

After all, Mo Jiahua's identity is placed there. If he wants to punish him, even Merlans has to go through legal and reasonable royal judicial procedures.

order, otherwise it is unconstitutional.

Ling Feitong asked curiously: "What is the result of their confrontation with each other?"

Gu Yuan said: "In the end, the two sides still cannot reach an agreement on certain issues and it ends."

Ling Feitong: "..."

To be honest, apart from expressing one's own tough attitude, what's the point of this kind of confinement?

From Ling Feitong's point of view, neither Mo Jiahua nor Mo Lansi are easy-going lamps. The two of them are not like monarchs and ministers, nor like father and son. They look like enemies when they meet.

Mo Lansi is also a domineering king. Although he feels guilty towards Mo Jiahua, this kind of guilt has a bottom line. Once Mo Jiahua tramples on his bottom line, then Molan Si will definitely punish Mo Jiahua made a certain punishment.

And this kind of punishment is definitely not as simple as just locking people in the palace.

Ling Feitong couldn't help worrying that Mo Lansi still had another move.

Thinking of this, he sat up straight, frowned and said, "Do you think His Majesty Mo Lansi's purpose is to take the opportunity to weaken His Highness's power?"

"This possibility is not great." Gu Yuan said: "Your Highness is the only soul of the Undead God King Legion. It can be said that all of His Highness's legions are his loyal followers. No matter who is replaced by His Highness It’s absolutely impossible even if you don’t have one’s identity—and the public opinion of the empire is also unlikely to support this ridiculous approach.”

In the minds of the people of the empire, Mo Jiahua has become a god-like existence. He is known as "the strongest crown prince in history" because he is the only one who has put aside the halo of the prince for so many years. He has made great military exploits during this period, and he is the first in line heir to form a God of War-level legion that resounds throughout the galaxy.

Although Mo Jiahua's silence over the years makes people sigh, his approval rate among the people is still rising, and many people regard him as the most suitable man for marriage in their minds.

The army of the Undead God King is like an iron wall. No matter who wants to get in, they must first be scraped off a layer of flesh.

Ling Feitong was thoughtful. He felt that what Gu Yuan said was quite right. Even if Mo Lansi wanted to join the army of the undead god king, it would not be easy. Even Mo Jiahua might not be very worried, let alone him Too much.

When Gu Yuan was about to end the call, Ling Feitong suddenly asked, "Where's Gu Wenxuan? Why haven't I seen him for so long?"

Of course, Gu Yuan had also heard about the matter between Ling Feitong and Gu Wenxuan. He smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to care about him."

Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not that I care about him, I'm caring about him for His Highness."

"Your Highness treats him well." Gu Yuan said, "Especially seven and a half years ago, after you left, Your Highness seemed to have lost interest in many things for a period of time."

Ling Feitong: "...What do you think I should say?"

Gu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can answer whatever you want."

Ling Feitong sighed, and said: "Well, I have nothing to explain about my leaving him, but I was young and ignorant at the time, and I couldn't accept it emotionally."

Gu Yuan asked: "Is it because you can't accept it emotionally, or because you can't accept it because of your identity?

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