Interstellar Peak Glory

"It's not a festival, but we knew each other before." Before Mo Kelan could speak, Mo Jiahua curled his lips, tilted his head and looked at the other party very calmly, and said, "I didn't expect to see you here."

Mo Kelan took a deep breath, and said coldly to the others: "You all go out first."

The little slaves all exited obediently.

"You go out too." Mark Lane said to Essard.

Elsard left a helpless look in his eyes, and retreated by himself.At this time, it is the best choice not to participate in anything. As for his cash cow?Ha, how could his life matter.

After the door closed, Mo Kelan rushed over and took off the mask Mo Jiahua was wearing.

Seeing the familiar face, Mo Kelan was instantly shocked and speechless—of course, it was very possible that he was pissed off by this self-assertive brat.

"Uncle Emperor, how are you?" Mo Jiahua said.

"Take care of you big-headed ghost!" Mo Kelan exploded and said, "Do you know how many people you send to all over the world to find you? The whole palace is about to be destroyed. The news of your disappearance has been handed over to the messy horses. We have thought about all the bad consequences, and we are even afraid that you will be dissected in some wild mountains by those criminal gangs engaged in special research-but you boy What? How dare you give me a fighting match in such a ghostly place?"

Meklan simply didn't know what to say.

Mo Jiahua has always had his own ideas, he can understand this, but this bastard doesn't think about his family at all, which makes him very angry!

Obviously, Mo Jiahua is absolutely free in this fighting arena. If he wants to go home, he only needs to go to any city administrative capital to clarify his identity. Naturally, there are agents stationed there and sent by Meklan Take him back immediately.

It's simpler, as long as Mo Jiahua buys a new terminal, verifies and recognizes his face and pupils, Mo Kelan can directly locate Mo Jiahua's location.

However, Mo Jiahua obviously didn't intend to let them find him, and he didn't even use the terminal from the beginning to the end.

Merkel was going crazy.

How could he have such an unreliable nephew?

Mo Jiahua shrugged indifferently, and said: "Don't worry about it, uncle, no one in the family wants me to go back anyway, and I feel pretty good here."

"What a fart!" Mo Kelan grabbed Mo Jiahua's collar and said, "You go back with me now, and you can't stay here for a second!"

Mo Jiahua spread his hands indifferently, and said: "I didn't say I wouldn't go back with you, anyway, I was caught by you, you will definitely tell my father, I just want to be here, there is no possibility. "

Mo Kelan sneered, and said: "You really know me, don't worry, if you don't go with me today, your father will come over and tie you up tomorrow—damn, look at our honorable Mo Jiahua Your Highness, you are so fucking capable of hanging out with this group of slaves!"

Mo Kelan said nothing to let Megahua go back to his residence in the slave area.

He immediately sent someone to bring Mo Jiahua to the car, and drove him all the way to the most luxurious hotel in the area.

Mo Jiahua was thrown into the bathtub where he could swim quickly.

He wiped his face, poked his head out of the water, and said, "By the way, uncle, I also took in a younger brother, and I want to take him with me."

"That little slave?" Mo Kelan's voice came over, and said, "All right."

Mo Jiahua began to take a bath with confidence.

Although Mo Kelan's arrival interrupted his original plan, it didn't matter. The anti-imperial palace and the fighting arena each had their own advantages. He already knew where to go to find someone who could really fight him.

Ling waited in the fighting arena for a long time, until all the games in the fighting arena were over and the headlights were turned off, he did not wait for Mo Jiahua to come back.

Ling Zhi couldn't help but feel scared in his heart, he ran to the door of Essard's office, thought for a long time, and finally got up the courage to knock on the door.

Essard appeared behind him.

"You came to find that brother of yours?" Essard asked.

Startled by the sudden voice, Ling suddenly turned around, saw Essard, nodded and said, "I can't find my brother, do you know where he went?"

Essard stared at Ling with complicated eyes for a while, then sneered, and said, "Boy, I don't know if you have some shit luck, do you know who your brother is?"

Ling shook his head, but his fingers were involuntarily picking at the palm of his hand.

"unknown."

"You don't know, and I can't tell you." Elsard stretched his waist, yawned and said, "However, if he wants you to know, he will probably tell you soon. I'm sure he won't tell you." I will really take you away together, then you may be able to ascend to heaven."

Ling couldn't understand what Esserd said. He grabbed the hem of Esserd's clothes and said eagerly, "Where is my brother? Could it be... Has his family come to look for him?"

"Yeah." Essard looked down at this pretty and fair little guy, and said, "Just wait, maybe you'll see him soon."

Esserd entered the office, Ling stood outside, and heard Esserd's mouth still muttering: "I really don't know what those upper-level people think, come here to find a sense of presence? What a fucking dog!"

Ling: "..."

Ling dillydally walked home alone.

His mind is full of little brothers.

The little brother's family has come to him, and he is probably about to leave this place.

Then, will the little brother really take him away?

Will the little brother's family dislike him?

Ling was so worried that he didn't fall asleep all night.

Early the next morning, the door of Ling and Mo Jiahua's house was forcefully kicked open from the outside.

Ling Yi got up from the bed, wearing a bear nightgown and staring at a few armed soldiers in military uniforms. He felt that those people looked so mighty and tall.

But soon, he didn't have a chance to think too much.

A soldier grabbed him off the bed, looked at him and said, "Are you that little slave?"

Ling didn't know why he understood what the soldiers were talking about in an instant.

He nodded hastily, and said, "I, Brother Mo asked you to come? Where is Brother Mo?"

The soldier stared at him for a few seconds, then pushed him and said, "That's him, take him away."

Ling followed the group of soldiers out of the slave area, where he was taken aboard a military aircraft and taken to a hotel room.

Ling had never seen such a beautiful house, but he didn't dare to touch the things in the house.

I don't know how long it took before someone came in.

A man with long black hair, noble clothes, and a cool demeanor walked in.

Ling opened his eyes in a daze, and instantly lost his sleepiness.

"Are you a slave my son adopted in that dirty place?" Morans asked condescendingly, looking at the little boy curled up beside the bed.

Ling didn't dare to blink his eyes, and nodded vigorously, trying to make himself look like an ordinary child.

"It's me, are you Brother Mo's father?"

Mo Lansi squinted his eyes, didn't even bother to give a sneer, and waved his hand directly, saying: "Get rid of him, don't make a sound."

A few soldiers guarding the door came in, one of them covered Ling's mouth, pinched his neck with one hand, and was thinking of breaking his head off...

"Stop, you all stop!" Makran rushed in, and Sij stopped the soldier's movement.

When the soldier saw Mo Kelan, he immediately let go of his hand and let the little slave who had escaped from death down.

Ling was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, his legs were like noodles, and he slumped on the carpet without using half of his strength—that person was going to kill him with one word!

It's terrible, how could this be Brother Mo's father?

How could his father be such a terrible person?

"Why are you here to join in the fun?" Mo Lansi frowned and Mo Kelan came to the next room, closed the door and said, "Isn't it just killing a little slave, what are you doing?"

Mo Kelan almost knelt down, he took a deep breath, and said: "This little slave, but the person my elder nephew directly named, I also agreed to take him away, if you kill him today, I will What are you going to give to my eldest nephew?"

"Who made you so stupid that you have to agree to his unreasonable request?" Melans rolled his eyes and said, "Don't even think about it, how is it possible to take a slave away and return him as a younger brother? I won't even let anyone who knows Mo Jiahua's experience live, this is completely a stain on him!"

Mo Kelan sighed, and said: "Brother Emperor, but Mo Jiahua doesn't think so, I can see that he likes this little slave very much, and even named him, if you really kill the little slave today , Mo Jiahua dares to continue playing with you and run away from home tomorrow."

Melanth's face darkened. He had ignored Mo Jiahua for so long that a full week had passed when someone told him that Mo Jiahua was missing.

He sent everyone he could to track down the criminals who had robbed Megahua, and he found them quickly in the end. He tortured them with the cruelest means, but he still couldn't find out the whereabouts of Megahua.

Mo Lansi was so remorseful that he couldn't help thinking, if something happened to Mo Jiahua, how would he survive.

However, after nearly a year of suffering like this, Mo Lansi finally found Mo Jiahua.

When he received the news from Mo Kelan, he rushed here overnight.

However, for a little slave picking up garbage, Mo Jiahua stayed in this kind of place that was incompatible with him for a year!

Mo Lansi's indescribable mood.

It's just that a perfect heir must not have any weaknesses.

That's right, that slave named Ling is not only Mo Jiahua's stain, but also his weakness.

Mo Lansi took a deep breath and said, "You can rest assured that even if I kill Ling, Mo Jiahua will not blame you."

"I will definitely!" Mo Jiahua stood at the door at some point, he kicked the door open, rushed in with anger, and yelled at Mo Lansi, gnashing his teeth: "He is mine, what qualifications do you have?" Kill him? He's just a child, he doesn't know anything!"

Mo Lansi said angrily: "Who put His Highness in?"

"The one I want to come has nothing to do with them." Mo Jiahua took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and said, "If you don't want to lose your other son, I advise you, don't touch him, don't hurt him, he's mine!"

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