Interstellar Peak Glory

Outside the villa, Ling Feitong walked on the path full of various flowers and plants, picked some herbs, and unknowingly came to the place where he met Tang Shiyue before.

Around the small villa on the mountainside, weeds are overgrown, and there are old houses that have not been lived in for many years.

Although servants could be vaguely seen passing by now and then, they were obviously not working.

The lip phrase "help me" echoed in Ling Feitong's mind, and he wondered if his vision had been deviated because of the distance.

But Ling Feitong is quite confident in his observation ability.

After all, he was a secret agent, and this kind of long-distance interpretation of lip language is a compulsory course.

Before Ling Feitong realized what he was doing, he had already reached the alloy fence gate halfway up the mountain.

He looked in through the fence, and saw that in the barrenness inside, the man with dirty hair who couldn't see his face was rolling all over the floor, while the servants around him were pointing at him. Pointing, as if laughing.

At this time, a servant looked towards this side, and Ling Feitong immediately dodged and hid behind the stone pillar next to him.

He heard the servants say: "This man is really getting crazy. He almost bit my arm yesterday."

"Hey, we just need to stay away from him and let him go crazy here."

"Speaking of it, he is quite pitiful. Anyway, I have never seen anyone come to visit him in all these years."

"Bah, what a pity. After all, to be able to live in this kind of place, their family is doing their best to treat him."

"Otherwise, we'd better tie the dog chain around his neck, let him let the wind out for a while, and let's go back and rest for a while."

"It's okay, watching him is really exhausting."

After a rustling sound, the servants said this and walked away.

Ling Feitong came out, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a man kneeling on the ground staring at him.

Ling Feitong: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that he was tied to a tree with a black dog chain around his neck, Ling Feitong thought that this guy would rush to the door to scare him.

Ling Feitong looked around, and after making sure that there was no one there, he said in a low voice: "Are you crazy?"

Tang Shiyue bared her teeth foolishly and smiled.

Ling Feitong: "..."

It seems that it is not a fool, that is, there are surveillance around.

Ling Feitong blinked at him, and said with his lips: "Let me save you?"

Tang Shiyue's eyeballs blinked.

Ling Feitong paused slightly, then continued to speak silently: "Tang Shiyue?"

When Tang Shiyue recognized the name, her whole body trembled violently, a thick breath came out of his throat, and the dull expression on his face began to become painful beyond words.

Ling Feitong could confirm the identity of this person in his heart, and Tang Shiyue had no doubts.

Ling Feitong turned around and left, Tang Shiyue suddenly struggled crazily behind him, the iron chain rattled, and he seemed to want to talk, but for some reason, he only let out a hoarse growl.

When he reached the dead corner of the monitoring, Ling Feitong picked up a few small stones on the ground, aimed at the nearby monitoring equipment and shot them out.

After a few sounds of "bang bang bang bang", Ling Feitong clapped his hands and walked to the door again. Through the iron fence door, he said to Tang Shiyue: "I can't get you out, but what do you have to say?" Let me bring it to others, you can say it now."

Tang Shiyue opened her mouth, coughed a few times, and a voice as clear as water slowly sounded.

"Thank you."

Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows lightly. This person was able to maintain this kind of grace and calmness in such an environment for so many years, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.

"Time is running out. I just stuck a corner of the monitoring with a stone. After 5 minutes, the stone will be removed by the mobile monitoring equipment. Hurry up."

There was a hint of surprise and admiration in Tang Shiyue's eyes. His face was very dirty. Although he couldn't see his original appearance, from the thin outline and those clear eyes, Ling Feitong could see that he was right. desire for freedom.

Tang Shiyue said: "Please bring the news of my presence to my uncle Tang Tian."

Ling Feitong said: "How is your current physical condition?"

Tang Shiyue looked at her hands and said, "My mental power is suppressed by the medicine. As long as I stop the medicine, my mental power will return to its original state."

Ling Feitong hooked his lower lip slantingly, and said, "Tang Shiyue, at this time, should you tell me the truth?"

Tang Shiyue froze her body, and after looking at Ling Feitong for a few seconds, she turned cold and said, "That's right, the end of my mind has been invaded by toxins, and I will fall into a permanent deep sleep soon. But as long as I don't take the medicine for a day, it will be back to normal one day."

Ling Feitong nodded, and said, "I can help you with the conversation, but what benefits do I have?"

He said it quite bluntly, not only because he didn't want to be a bad person, do useless work, and take unworthy risks, but also because he wanted to explore Tang Shiyue's roots.

Tang Shiyue looked at Ling Feitong silently for a moment, and then said coldly: "What do you think, a person who has been imprisoned here for more than ten years, can benefit you?"

Ling Feitong said, "How did you fool so many people into thinking you were crazy?"

Tang Shiyue said: "What's so difficult about pretending to be crazy?"

Ling Feitong: "I think it's really difficult."

Tang Shiyue thought for a while, then said with a little hesitation: "Does my luck count?"

Ling Feitong was taken aback: "Good luck?"

Tang Shiyue nodded, and said lightly: "The people who found out that I was pretending to be crazy died because of various accidents before they told the truth. The first outsider I met in these years was not you, but only you. My eyes, it turns out that you did plan to help me, is this considered good luck?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Misty Grass, can this kind of operation still be possible?

In this way, Tang Shiyue's luck is really good.

Ling Feitong couldn't help but asked, "Have you won any awards?"

"Picked."

"How big is it?"

"Win a mecha." Tang Shiyue said: "When I was eight years old, I went to the mall with my uncle, bought a bottle of water, entered the redemption code, and found out that I won the special prize. Murong's new moonlight mecha."

Ling Feitong: "..."

say!

When the moonlight model mecha first came out more than ten years ago, it was shocked as a celestial being.

In addition to those specially built super intelligent mechas that are the only one in the world, there are also many brands of ultra-luxury limited-edition mechas. The Murong family is one of the three giant mecha manufacturers in the empire, and the moonlight model is theirs. It took nearly ten years of hard work by the famous mecha manufacturer to create a top-notch mecha that can be mass-produced. When the market price was the highest, it was fired to three billion.

Back then, the Murong family generously released a moonlight as a prize, and out of the hundreds of millions of bottles of mineral water produced in that batch, only one was the redemption code for the moonlight.

The news that Moonlight No. [-] was exchanged was once a sensation, but no one knew who the person who exchanged it was. How could Ling Feitong not be shocked, this person in front of him is a lifelike mascot!

Ling Feitong immediately thought about it.

To be honest, things like luck are illusory, but there are actually traces to follow. People with excellent luck like Tang Shiyue can be met but not sought. Of course, such people can be saved.

Ling Feitong nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will help you."

Tang Shiyue said: "The one with you today is Prince Mo Jiahua, right?"

Ling Feitong said, "What's wrong?"

Tang Shiyue said: "Don't hide it from him."

Ling Feitong felt that Tang Shiyue could almost see through his thoughts, so he couldn't help asking: "Why did you tell His Highness? I don't want to drag him down."

Tang Shiyue shook her head, and said lightly, "I have a hunch that you need him to wipe your ass."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Damn, that's what I said.

Ling Feitong said: "I don't need to worry about this, I'll go first."

Just as Ling Feitong walked onto the path, those pebbles were dropped by the rotating monitor.

Tang Shiyue looked at Ling Feitong's back, a stern and hateful smile appeared on the corner of her lips - after he went out, the Tang family, he would never let him go easily.

After Ling Feitong returned with vanilla, Wan Li Yunqi was no longer sitting by the lake.

Ling Feitong walked into the small villa, and saw the servant who was arranging flowers in the living room, and Mo Jiahua who was sitting on the sofa and sending something with the terminal.

Putting a handful of vanilla on the table, Ling Feitong walked up to Mo Jiahua and said, "Where are the others?"

Mo Jiahua pulled Ling Feitong on his lap and sat down, saying: "He Wanlifengqi went up to change clothes."

Ling Feitong moved his body, put his arms around Mo Jiahua's neck, and said, "Your Highness, did members of the Tang family bother you?"

Mo Jiahua said: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

Ling Feitong said: "I just remembered it suddenly."

Mo Jiahua kissed Ling Feitong lightly on the lips, and said in a low voice: "I haven't caused any trouble yet, but this account will definitely be written down."

Just as Ling Feitong was about to speak, he heard Wan Lifeng shout: "I said, can you two pay attention to your image? This is still my brother's territory, and you kissed it when you said it? Who allowed it?"

Ling Feitong smacked Mo Jiahua's face before standing up, and said to Wan Lifeng who was coming down the stairs: "Where's your brother?"

"Brother couldn't take it anymore, he already lay down and rested." Wan Lifeng went downstairs, sat at the dining table, knocked on the table, and said, "He asked me to greet you, but my young master is not as good as my brother." Temperament and patience, you can do what you want, let people cook what you want to eat, if you don’t want to eat, go home and make out.”

Ling Feitong checked the time, it was only ten o'clock in the morning.

Mo Jiahua said to Ling Feitong: "Yun Qi is not in good spirits, and being able to wake up for six hours a day is already the limit."

"Nonsense, it's six and a half hours now." Wan Lifeng interrupted.

Ling Feitong said: "Six and a half hours, this is really serious, have you ever had mental therapy?"

Wan Lifeng's eyebrows drooped, and he couldn't hide his worry and said: "Of course I did. This is the effect after more than ten years of physical therapy. When I first saw my brother, he was only awake every day. In less than half an hour, drowsiness is the norm." At that time, he looked at the man who was sleeping day and night, and unconsciously buried him in his heart.

Wanli Fengqi's eyes fell on Mo Jiahua's face.

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