Interstellar Peak Glory

Human beings inevitably have an indescribable fear of the unknown, and this strange unknown appeared on Ling Feitong, which naturally made Mo Jiahua a little more disturbed.

Mo Jiahua frowned and said, "What else can you think of?"

Ling Feitong thought about it carefully, and said: "There are many things that I can think of, but for my identity, my origin, and my special features, it doesn't help at all."

Mo Jiahua saw that his complexion turned pale, and he was not willing to ask any more questions.

However, Mo Jiahua suddenly remembered one thing.

"Tongtong, when you were an old hooligan, you once went to the little mine star Yunxi No. [-]. After you came back, you told Yelang that the king should never approach that mine star." Mo Jiahua asked: "What does this mean?"

Mo Jiahua didn't ask before, because at that time, he wanted to avenge Ling Feitong. As for the Yunxi No. [-], it was always just a tool for revenge to him, and it was not important.

However, now, Mo Jiahua is blessed to believe that the little mine star and Ling Feitong are inextricably linked - although he does not know where this intuition comes from.

Ling Feitong's eyes suddenly widened, he involuntarily raised his back, and said with a little haste in his voice: "Your Highness mentioned this, I also remembered, because I was curious that day, I drove the mecha to Yunxi No. [-] , I remember that I reached the back of Yunxi No. [-] - but there is something on the back, I can't remember it at all now."

"Can not remember?"

"That's right." Ling Feitong turned pale, shook his head and said, "I suffered a mental attack and passed out. When I woke up, I was already next to the mine of Yunxi No. [-]. I was a little bit spirited at the time. In a daze, I don't remember what I saw before, but there is a dangerous warning signal in my brain - I can never let His Highness take even one step on the small mine star, otherwise I will lose you forever."

That feeling of heart palpitations still makes Ling Feitong's spine shudder when he thinks about it.

Mo Jiahua also fell into greater doubts.

For example, Ling Feitong set foot on Yunxi No. [-] single-handedly. Is it because of curiosity, or because of some force driving him?

For example, what did Ling Feitong see on the back of that planet?

If there is a special energy field, what kind of product will that energy field be, and will it affect human life and safety?

Is there a great connection between Ling Feitong's extremely special brain waves and what he saw on the back of the planet?

And Ling Feitong obviously doesn't remember what happened before, but why after waking up, the consciousness left in his mind is thousands of miles away from him, and he will basically never set foot on a small mine star in his life About the prince?

All kinds of questions formed a mess in Mo Jiahua's mind.

However, these, based on speculation alone, will always be unsolvable.

Even Mo Jiahua had to admit that he was not sure at all whether there were any lies in what Ling Feitong said, and how much he had reservations about him.

Mo Jiahua thought about it and said: "Tongtong, maybe when we go to the little mine star."

Ling Feitong was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook his head with a resisting expression, and said: "It's unnecessary, Your Highness. The brain wave matter only has a beneficial effect on me, and I don't care about some things even if I don't understand them. But in my subconscious , very resistant to letting His Highness get close to that mine star, I don't want to make this bet, and I don't want to touch that mine star again. What's more, we are now in the southeast border of the empire, and we are still more than a month away from the west. I don’t have the time to go there.”

Mo Jiahua frowned and said: "But this king is worried about you."

Ling Feitong said: "There is nothing to worry about. After all, this body has gradually become the old me. I think that Lin Feitong will really never exist in this world before long."

Mo Jiahua heard the meaning behind Ling Feitong's words, and said, "What do you mean?"

Ling Feitong raised his hand to touch his face, and said, "Did Your Highness notice that this face looks more and more like me before? Even my figure has begun to change."

Lin Feitong's appearance is gorgeous and somewhat feminine, but Ling Feitong's appearance is handsome and charming, with bright eyebrows and a heroic posture, Lin Feitong's figure is thin and thin, and his frame is also small , but Ling Feitong is a tall, thin, long-legged man with a decent frame.

These differences cannot be blurred by adulthood.

But in fact, only two or three months later, Ling Feitong has lost the characteristics that belonged to Lin Feitong, and is moving closer to his original image.

Ling Feitong even suspected that he would become his original self in a short time even if he had a genetic test.

Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong's face again and again, and after looking at it for a while, he said thoughtfully: "It's true when you say that. My king said why I find you more and more pleasing to the eye recently, and why I don't want to beat you up."

Ling Feitong: "..."

In such a serious atmosphere, Mo Jiahua can still afford such a cold joke.

Ling Feitong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Your Highness, I'm serious."

"This king is also serious." Mo Jiahua seemed to have calmed down, rubbed Ling Feitong's head, and said: "This king doesn't care about your weirdness at all, if you can really turn this body into the original You, it's a good thing, save me, I have to do some mental construction for myself before having sex with you."

Ling Feitong was completely convinced, rolled his eyes, and said coolly: "Do I still have to thank Your Highness for his sacrifice?"

Mo Jiahua nodded, and said calmly: "You're welcome, who told me that this king is a man who knows how to love others. If you want it so much, this king will have to satisfy you, so it is reasonable to sacrifice yourself."

Ling Feitong: "...haha."

Fuck you, make it sound like your old man fucked me so badly.

Mo Jiahua said seriously: "Don't be unconvinced, who told you to put on this body, it is not the type I like at all?"

Ling Feitong had no idea how much sacrifice he had made? !

Ling Feitong was amused by Mo Jiahua's serious explanation, and the dull atmosphere that was slightly scary was broken.

"Is Your Highness serious or joking?" Ling Feitong asked expressionlessly.

Mo Jiahua glanced at him with the eyes of an idiot, and lightly opened his red lips like mockery or sarcasm: "Idiot, I can't tell if you are kidding me." Ling Feitong: "..."

So angry, but keep smiling!

Ling Feitong took a deep breath and said: "Anyway, I have told His Highness what I can say. It would be too troublesome to say anything else. Is there anything Your Highness wants to know?"

"This king wants to know too much." Mo Jiahua pulled Ling Feitong up from the sofa, walked towards the small bed, and wrote lightly: "But since I can't finish talking for a while, this king is not in a hurry to know for a while. For the answer, let’s rest for a while before talking, anyway, you can’t escape.”

Ling Feitong breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the bed, and said, "Anyway, I didn't want to run away, and it's much easier to say it."

Mo Jiahua sighed silently, and said: "It's hard for you to hold back in your heart for so long. If this king doesn't ask, when are you going to say it?"

Ling Feitong lay down, thought for a while and said, "Maybe I won't say it, after all, it's not something that has a big impact, and this kind of secret, telling it out will also make His Highness more troublesome, why bother?"

Mo Jiahua lay beside Ling Feitong, with his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice: "In this world, many people know your secret, and your connection with this world will be a little closer, Tongtong, I am you The closest person, even if you are very strong, you should learn to rely on me."

Ling Feitong felt soft in his heart, he leaned into Mo Jiahua's arms, and replied with a smile: "Okay."

Then he said, "Your Highness, has anyone told you that you are actually a very gentle person?"

Mo Jiahua said: "Yes."

Ling Feitong was a little surprised. He thought that other people should comment on Mo Jiahua's frosty face and being so close to strangers, right?

"Isn't it you?" Mo Jiahua closed his eyes and said, "Besides you, who else would this king be so kind to?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

It's over, he thinks he likes Mo Jiahua more, why is it swollen?

Closing his eyes, his eyelids covered Ling Feitong's emotions—he lied to Mo Jiahua.

But if it's true or false, Ling Feitong is not afraid that Mo Jiahua will see something.

And Ling Feitong is also very clear that his real identity and real purpose may not be kept from Mo Jiahua for too long.

He doesn't know what is waiting for his future, but he knows that no matter how many people prevent him from being with Mo Jiahua, if he is against Mo Jiahua today, he will never give up on Mo Jiahua.

That's it.

Three days later, Mo Jiahua's battleship and the two battleships led by Gu Yuan completed a meeting over the No.11 capital star.

As soon as Ling Feitong saw Dabao and Xiaobao, he was besieged by two little buns, one left and one right.

Dabao lay on Ling Feitong's lap and couldn't get up. Ling Feitong was just about to raise his hand to rub the little bun's head in a kiss, when he heard Dabao who had already raised his head say in distaste: "Dad, what's wrong with you? The smell, it stinks."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Ling Feitong looked at Xiaobao, this little guy also frowned, and said, "Concubine Mu, you really have a bad smell!"

Ling Feitong looked at Mo Jiahua inexplicably.

Mo Jiahua came over, squatted beside the two little buns, and said, "Take a smell, and see if your father smells like this."

Who knew, the reaction of the two little buns was even bigger, jumping far away all of a sudden.

Mo Jiahua: "..." Well, he knows the answer.

Ling Feitong asked in confusion, "Your Highness, what's going on?"

Mo Jiahua stood up, but said quite calmly: "It should be the smell of the catalpa plant that dyed us, it hasn't dissipated yet."

Ling Feitong said in disbelief: "It's been so many days, I can't even smell it anymore."

Mo Jiahua glanced at him, his eyes stayed on Dabao and Xiaobao, and said: "The mermaid and the Zerg should be natural enemies." Ling Feitong suddenly realized.

The more pure the mermaid descendants are, the more sensitive they will be to the Zerg race, and these two children, I am afraid that the mermaid blood is very pure.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

□Author's gossip: Tongtong is lying, but his identity will be exposed soon~!