Interstellar Peak Glory

Ling Feitong looked at this young man who was a citizen of the empire, but in fact, his thoughts and situation were no different from that of a slave, and he didn't speak for a while.

Mo Jiahua asked: "Why are everyone the same? Can a good emperor and a bad emperor be the same?"

"You don't understand the market at first glance." The young man didn't recognize Mo Jiahua in disguise, and said unsuspectingly: "Emperors are all the same, there are only bad and worse, there is no good or better." Now, all the resources in society are in the hands of the nobles. We and the slaves are the ruled class. Even if we change a good emperor, is it possible that we can replace all the big nobles who hold the power of the empire? It’s like Those families who mastered medical treatment, the emperors who flowed, and the families who fought hard, even if His Highness Mo Jiahua came to power, he still couldn't get back all the resources."

Mo Jiahua's eyes sank.

Ling Feitong noticed Mo Jiahua's emotions, and immediately said: "What you said is not always correct, Prince Mo Jiahua is not a person who will accept his subordinates playing tricks for personal gain and cheating."

"But the Witch King Simon Lita's family has the War God Mecha Witch King. They also have an army and have a very high support rate."

The young man sneered, shrugged his shoulders and said, "No way, there are some things that even His Royal Highness Megahua can't do. Although the current emperor, Mo Lansi, has stopped fighting, he can still make a difference. Half of the army is in control. In his hands, isn't the living situation of civilians still like this?"

"Then how do you think we can change the status quo?" Mo Jiahua asked lightly.

Ling Feitong was a little surprised that Mo Jiahua was able to talk about this kind of thing with a street boy from the lower class. However, thinking about it, he could give Mo Jiahua a child. Such a thing does not seem impossible.

The young man spoke bluntly, and said: "Of course there are two paths---one is Prince Megahua, through war and hegemony, all the military power and political power are taken back into his hands; Kong was born and led all the lower classes to riot and revolt, overthrowing the imperial power and the rule of the great nobles, so that there is no hierarchy in this world, just like the Eastern Shuguang Republic, where all the people rule together."

Ling Feitong gasped, wishing he could slap the boy on the head.

Such rebellious words are simply not something he can say!

If anyone with a heart wants to hear, his life will probably be confessed here tonight.

Ling Feitong watched Mo Jiahua's expression all the time with a little fear, and even thought that if Mo Jiahua killed the boy in a fit of anger, he would have to rescue him - after all, such an upright child is rare.

Mo Jiahua was indeed suffocated. He never expected that in such a vulgar place, he could still hear words that made him angry—it wasn't because of the outrageous things the boy said, but because of Yiyi, What he said were all the truth, the truth, and the truth that could fully reflect the living conditions of the people in the lower classes of the empire.

Ling Feitong asked: "Aren't you afraid of death when you say these words?"

The young man said carelessly: "Where is it so easy to die? Just ask, how many people in this area alone don't say that? Who cares?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Well, he shouldn't have asked this question, I'm afraid Mo Jiahua's mood at this time is even worse.

Speaking of which, the wine tavern has arrived.

Ling Feitong threw a gold coin worth ten gold quarks to the boy. After the boy was surprised, he immediately smiled, waved to Ling Feitong and said, "Thank you, I have my ration for this month."

Seeing the young man running away quickly, Ling Feitong whispered to Mo Jiahua: "Master, it's time for us to go in."

Mo Jiahua's face was as dark as ink, and he stood at the narrow doorway for a while before slowly saying: "I used to only think about liberating the slaves, and let this system that hinders the civilization of the empire be completely broken, but Now, I realize that my thoughts are too simple and superficial.”

''Master. ,, "There is no need to comfort me, even a commoner can see how much crisis is lurking in today's social system, I am as if I am blind, and I thought that the world would be peaceful through singing and dancing." Although Mo Jiahua said It's not like I'm heartbroken, but it's inevitable that I will be deeply hit.

He lived in the slave area for several years, but because his memory was cleaned, he forgot that memory. However, the deep-rooted hatred and rejection of slavery were deeply rooted in Megahua's heart.

However, since Mo Jiahua returned to the palace, he has been devoting himself to improving the combat level and tactical level of mechas and building an invincible army. The social intelligence he has seen is nothing more than beautified after processing.

He had no idea that the lives of civilians would be so miserable.

Ling Feitong looked at Mo Jiahua, who had faint remorse and complicated emotions in his brows, and slandered that unrestrained brat in his heart.

Of course he knew that what the young man said was the truth, and he also thought about letting Mo Jiahua understand the sufferings of the people, but not in such a straightforward way - what Mo Jiahua needed was a gradual understanding and in-depth understanding. Enlightenment.

Ling Feitong tugged on La Mojiahua's sleeve and said, "Master, no matter what you think, now we are going to meet the businessman who can provide us with rare materials."

Mo Jiahua also quickly adjusted his mood, nodded and said: "Let's go, let's meet that mysterious person."

The lights in the wine tavern were very dim, and people's faces could hardly be seen clearly. The midnight bell had already struck, and the nightlife was coming. Inside, men and women dressed in coquettish and revealing clothes were huddled in twos and threes, drinking each other, or kissing and stroking each other.

The entire tavern is filled with an ambiguous and pornographic smell, as if entering this world, the hormones in the body will involuntarily soar to the ceiling.

Someone immediately approached Mo Jiahua, winked at him, and said, "Beauty, would you like to have a good time with me?"

Ling Feitong frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Didn't you see that we are a couple?"

The man immediately covered his mouth and let out a barbell-like laugh, laughing so much that Ling Feitong got goosebumps all over his body—you know, this **** is a man, a pure man!

"You don't know what to do at first glance. Why are you serious when you come to this place? It's not like the three of you can't play. Could it be that your ability is not good enough in that area?"

"Fuck you." Ling Feitong wanted to shake his fist when he said that, but Mo Jiahua gently pulled him, and hugged his wrist in his arms.

Mo Jiahua said in a low voice: "What are you fussing about with this kind of person? Find someone first and then talk."

Hearing this, the man wearing only a pair of tight reflective jumpsuits immediately winked at Mo Jiahua coquettishly, and said, "Who are you looking for? Sister Lian, I am a regular customer here, don't care about you Whatever you like, I can find it for you."

Ling Feitong was fed up with this person who frequently disgusted Mo Jiahua, and hurriedly said: "We are looking for a person named 'Shen Lang', is he here?"

The connection that I think is so charming immediately made a surprised expression, then looked at Ling Feitong with deep eyes, laughed twice, covered my mouth and said: "I thought you were a conservative party, I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste." 〇 Ling Feitong: "???" Ling Feitong said calmly, "Where is he, we need to find him now."

Sister Lian raised her lotus finger, pointed towards the darkest end, and said: "Here, it's right there, I'm afraid he is flirting with a beauty right now, Sister Lian, I still sincerely advise you, don't be in the deep It's time for Lang to make love with the little beauty."

With his excellent eyesight, Ling Feitong could see at a glance that the person at the end was pressing a person and doing some kind of uncoordinated movement.

"Otherwise?" Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Sister Lian blinked her eyes, covered her mouth pretending to be mysterious, and said, "Otherwise, if Shen Lang gets angry, he will kill someone!"

"Heh." Ling Feitong pressed his fingers, walked towards Shen Lang, and said, "I want to know whether his killing level is up to par or not."

"Hey——" Sister Lian's face suddenly changed, and just as she was about to say "I'm not joking", an apple was stuffed into her mouth.

Sister Lian: "..."

Sister Lian looked at Mo Jiahua walking past him, and was overwhelmed by his aura and pure masculine aura. She immediately clutched her chest, dangling the apple that Bie Mo Jiahua had slipped in, with an obsessive expression on her face. Looking at Mo Jiahua's back, he made a movement that was about to faint.

Ling Feitong walked up to Shen Lang and said, "Shen Lang?"

Shen Lang, who was having a hard time with a little beauty, suddenly accelerated his speed, causing the people under him to scream.

After finishing the shot within half a minute, Shen Lang pulled out his body, turned around suddenly, and grabbed Ling Feitong's neck.

Ling Feitong flicked back without changing his face, and grabbed Shen Lang's wrist with his backhand, which had already rushed in front of him.

Shen Lang raised his passionate eyes slightly, turned his wrist nimbly, brushed Ling Feitong's fingers and escaped.

After this move, Shen Lang raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, tilted his head at Ling Feitong, and said: "It's pretty powerful, it can almost tie with me, if this is the case, there is no need for us to fight again Waste of time."

Ling Feitong glanced at the disheveled young man who was still slumped on the sofa, and said, "You're in really good spirits, just a few minutes of work, and you still have to have a good time."

Shen Lang picked up his open collar, licked his lips, and said, "No way, who made me a man with a strong personality and a long-lasting personality."

Ling Feitong: "..."

The exuberance may be real, but the persistence is really not seen.

Ling Feitong wanted to get straight to the point, but before he could speak, he was pulled behind him by Mo Jiahua.

Mo Jiahua said lightly to Shen Lang: "This is not a place to talk."

Shen Lang squinted a pair of eyes that were full of emotion at first glance, and scrutinized Mo Jiahua's face carefully, then suddenly raised one corner of his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Use such a fake face to face me. Look at me, I don't want to talk about any business, I have to know, who is the person who comes to do business with me?"

When Sikong Xiao connected Mo Jiahua and Shen Lang, he didn't tell them their identities. On the one hand, Sikong Xiao himself didn't know Shen Lang's true origin. On the other hand, Sikong Xiao was very vigilant. , he will not let Shen Lang know that it is Mo Jiahua's undead god king who needs those rare materials that are very difficult to deal with.

Mo Jiahua said lightly: "Don't you understand the rules of the transaction?"

Shen Lang sneered, wiped the buttocks of the little beauty who pulled up his pants and was about to leave, and winked at him, then said to Megahua: "I'm in that way, you I'm afraid I don't know, I don't know which way you are mixed, but judging by your appearance and bearing, I'm afraid you won't be in the same way as me, so the rules you and I know are probably different. To put it bluntly Now, even if you are Sikong Xiao's friend, if I think you don't like me, I'll turn my back if I should."

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "You can try flipping through one."

Shen Lang: "..."

Fuck me, this is a bit crazy.

Ling Feitong became amused when he heard that, His Royal Highness, but he never suffers from words.

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