Interstellar Peak Glory

Si Kongxiao rested his chin with great interest, and observed the attitudes of these generals. As expected, Gu Yuan, who was all quite upright, was stunned for a moment, and soon gave a sincere sigh of relief.

It seems that Mo Jiahua telling the truth is a hundred times better than him trying to explain these private matters.

Mo Jiahua raised his hand, signaling to these subordinates who were already talking about when he would want a third doll to pause first.

"This matter is regarded as my king's private matter. If this king hadn't insisted on going his own way, His Majesty would not have attacked the Undead God King Army." Mo Jiahua's voice was light but full of majesty. He looked around at the eight generals present and said: " If any of you are unwilling to go to No.11 area, this king can find a way out for you to other legions."

He had prepared for the worst.

After all, some people, their home is here, their roots are in the imperial capital, and it is normal and human nature not to be willing to leave.

Si Kongxiao took the lead and said: "I have to follow you to get promoted and get rich, so I won't stay in the imperial capital."

Gu Wenxuan nodded and said, "I will go wherever your Highness goes. Anyway, I have already visited this dilapidated imperial capital. Why not go to District No.11 to experience the new customs and customs."

Major General Aimer, who stayed at the base camp all year round, thought for a while and said, "How should I put it, although my family has been in the imperial capital for generations, I can take care of my parents at close range, but I think His Highness is only leaving temporarily. , it’s impossible to stay in No.11 area all your life, am I right?”

Mo Jiahua nodded and said: "Of course, this king can promise that we will come back within ten years at most."

At that time, it will not be what it is now.

Aimer smiled and said: "That's it, how could I let go of this opportunity to expand the territory and become a veteran."

Gu Yuan smiled and said: "Even if you don't leave, His Highness will have to kidnap you. Who told you to be the leader of the training army? Your Highness can't let this kind of talent go."

Aimer pretended to be sad, shrugged and said, "Your Highness is so hypocritical."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Colonel Lu Li, who was born as a half-blood, said lightly: "As far as I know, Lin Feitong is the illegitimate son of the Lin family, and a half-blood like me. I never thought His Highness would have the courage to fight against the authority of the nobles, just for this, It is impossible for me to turn my back on Your Highness."

"That's right." Bian Feiyun, who claimed to be almost 40 years old and has no wife, slapped the table and said, "I followed Your Highness at the beginning because this little doll is not impetuous at all despite her young age. What's more, he doesn't have the kind of aristocratic and royal temperament—what kind of slaves and half-bloods of Ge Laozi, after all, aren't they all human beings? Why are you so clear?"

When Gu Yuan heard these words, his admiration for Mo Jiahua became stronger in his heart.

The talents selected by Mo Jiahua all followed him when he was still quite young, when he was only a teenager. These veterans of the Undead God King Legion are actually still too young now, and the oldest one , but also less than 50 years old.

After getting along for a long time, Gu Yuan discovered that they had a common characteristic, that is, they did not have a deep-rooted rejection and contempt for slaves. Some of them even had wives who were born as slaves, but they were not legally recognized.

Maybe when Mo Jiahua selected these people, he never thought of today, but there is no doubt that the cause he planted back then has now yielded good results.

As long as the morale of the army stays in place and the generals don't leave, then the Undead God King Army will be an iron army no matter where it is, and it will be invincible.

Mo Jiahua solemnly looked around at these generals who supported him, finally nodded lightly, and said: "In my own name, I would like to express my gratitude to everyone. District No. 11 has a long journey, inconvenient transportation, lack of energy, and dangers. There is nearly a month, and I hope everyone can prepare in advance."

After all the generals expressed their loyalty, Mo Jiahua announced the end of the meeting.

After Mo Jiahua left, everyone immediately surrounded Gu Yuan and Sikong Xiao.

"Gu Yuan, you are too mean. You must have known about His Highness having two more dolls, right?"

"That's right, you don't know how to let us know, I didn't even prepare the meeting ceremony!"

"Sikong Xiao, you seem to be unable to be a princess." Someone teased.

Sikong Xiao let out a snort, and said: "Princess, whoever wants to be whoever wants to be, anyway, I'm not. It's really thanks to Lin Feitong's appearance, who rescued this young master from the fire and water. In the name of Mo Jiahua, this young master is so I haven't had many peach blossoms for many years, is this fucking suitable?, "Hahahahaha. "Everyone let out a burst of laughter.

After laughing, someone clicked his tongue and asked: "However, who is Lin Feitong, I really want to see."

Gu Wenxuan was still immersed in the pain of Lin Feitong actually wanting to be a princess. Hearing this, he immediately puffed up and said, "Him? He is a prodigal son who is clever, lies, loves to bully, and spends money lavishly." !"

Everyone: "..."

Gu Wenxuan: "When you see him, you'll know. Don't look at him smiling all day long. He is actually innocent on the outside, but sinister and cunning on the inside!"

Everyone: "..."

Bian Feiyun rubbed his sweat, and said with a dry smile: "What you said is too exaggerated. Anyway, he is someone His Highness likes, so it can't be too bad."

"I'm telling the truth, it's fine if you don't believe it." Gu Wenxuan rolled his eyes.

Si Kongxiao said with a half smile but not a smile: "Old Bian, it's not right for you to ask him this question. Who doesn't know that our young master Gu Wenxun has been with His Highness since he was ten years old, and only His Highness is in his heart."

"Oh—" the long voice of epiphany dragged out.

Gu Wenxuan suddenly frowned, blushed, and shouted: "Nonsense, nonsense! I have pure admiration and respect for His Highness, but I just can't get used to Lin Feitong!"

He never forgot how Lin Feitong bullied him for being bad at Chinese!

Too much bullying...too much bullying...Damn it, it's so bad!

Gu Wenxuan's face was sullen, and he always felt that there was something in his heart.

He really wanted to ask Mo Jiahua, he had only known Lin Feitong for a few months, and he decided to raise him as a princess. What about the dead Ling Feitong?Isn't it worth remembering the dead?

Gu Wenxuan stood there in a daze for a while, listening to those people discussing when to go to watch the princess-to-be, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't have the courage to go to Mo Jiahua to ask for clarification.

In the afternoon, Ling Feitong gave some learning tasks to the two little buns, and then went out with a mecha club card left by Mo Jiahua.

Although the ones at home are not bad, but if he goes to a professional club outside, he can also conduct some mech decomposition training. At the City of Light mecha training ground, Ling Feitong directly swipes his card to enter Mo Jiahua's exclusive private training starting with the purple letter room.

Ling Feitong opened the holographic mech data and checked it, and found that these data had been adjusted by Mo Jiahua to the standard data of the undead king Chihuang. A lot of tampering is done to avoid unnecessary trouble.

In case someone successfully invades illegally, it will be a danger to Megahua.

For Ling Feitong, although the cold gun-type mecha like Xue Luosha is easier to operate, because his mecha operation can be regarded as taught by Mo Jiahua, so the gun-type mecha of the Immortal King, he uses It's just as proficient.

Ling Feitong can be regarded as an all-around talent, he has trained various types of mechs, and they all play well.

Ling Feitong entered the holographic warehouse, put on the helmet, and after entering the password, opened his eyes, and there was already a holographic realm in front of him.

However, unlike the big square where people come and go as soon as you enter, Mo Jiahua's proxy IP is probably quite special, so Ling Feitong's location is a room.

This room is Mo Jiahua's virtual residence in the Holographic Realm. It is small in size, but it is very warmly decorated. The wallpapers and curtains used are all in warm colors.

Ling Feitong walked around the house, and when he saw a green plant in the bedroom, he couldn't help showing a warm knowing smile.

Mo Jiahua, although he usually has a slumped face, seems to be very puzzled, but in fact, he is quite sullen.

Ling Feitong didn't stay in the bedroom for too long. He quickly came to the most important basement of the virtual room. After searching, he was pleasantly surprised to find that among the hundreds of materials in it, he could find the best weapon for Xue Luocha. Several rare materials required.

You know, if you don't go to the mall to buy these materials at a high price, you have to play various difficult dungeons and complete multiple tasks, which is a waste of time.

So Ling Feitong gave all these materials to his account without hesitation, and gave himself several high-end virtual mechs under Mo Jiahua's name with peace of mind.

Anyway, everyone is a family, and Mo Jiahua's is his.

After finishing all these search actions, Ling Feitong transformed the Immortal King Mecha into a weapon mode, and walked out leisurely with a light melee short cannon on his shoulder.

When he was crossing the street to the big square, suddenly a bright light flashed behind him, Ling Feitong rolled to the side relying on his strong vigilance, and saw that the place where he was standing had been blown out A large pit with a diameter of two meters.

"Damn it, you still dare to go online?" A young man with long light gray hair and a gleaming silver snake stood not far away and stared at Ling Feitong with an unhappy expression.

Ling Feitong glanced at the name on his forehead, and found this person in Mo Jiahua's friend box—Fengqi Wanli, a ninety-level mech fighter, who has won honorary titles...

The following series of honors were completely ignored by Ling Feitong, but the identity of this person can be easily deduced from the name.

"Thousands of miles wind blows." Ling Feitong said.

"Why are you calling me?" Wan Lifeng walked over with a stinky face, the silver snake wrapped around his body poked out its pointed head from the back of his neck, and vomited red cores at Ling Feitong, with an unfriendly expression .

Ling Feitong was speechless immediately, tilted his head, pointed to the hole on the ground and said, "Since you have already greeted me like this, of course I have to reply you politely, otherwise you will lose face?"