Chapter 1429 Loyalty

Chapter 132 Loyalty

If you want to have absolute loyalty, you must have absolute power.

This is the garden where the ink crow has been calling to Bai Feng, and Bai Feng has always kept it in mind, but this matter seems to have been overturned last night.

Because Bai Feng was investigating other things, he didn't get away, so he didn't participate in the war immediately. When Bai Feng came back, Bai Feng found out that Mo Ya was actually sent to the front line.

You must know that Mo Ya is just a killer who scouts news. Although his own ability is very powerful, but his essence is not this. Why didn't Ji Wuye choose someone who is a striker instead of Mo Ya?

Originally, Baifeng had been adhering to what Moya taught and walked towards loyalty, but when he found that Moya was attacked by someone, this kind of thing would disappear immediately. For Baifeng, Moya is the most important thing. The matter is handed over by Mo Ya, and it can only continue if Mo Ya is alive.

So much so that Bai Feng rushed up the first time he saw Mo Crow was injured, even if the people around him stopped him, they didn't stop Bai Feng.

Fortunately, Ji Wuye didn't comment on Bai Feng's behavior. After all, Ji Wuye didn't want to do something. Since Bai Feng wanted to do it, let him do it. I did it, after all, Ji Wuye didn't care much about this matter.

Maybe the only thing Ji Wuye cares about is whether this matter can be successful, but after fighting for so long, Bai Feng found that the person in front of him is not from Haiwang Palace at all, he may be from the world, or he may be The one who came to disturb the situation could not be someone from Hanwang Palace anyway.

Moreover, during the battle, Bai Feng could always notice a strange line of sight, which was neither far nor close, and very moderate. He seemed to have been paying attention to the movements of Bai Feng and Black Crow, but When Bai Feng turned his head to look for it, he couldn't see the direction of that person at all.

When Bai Feng was a little confused, Bai Feng suddenly thought of Yang Yu, because Yang Yu also told him one day that human beings can actually fly in the sky, as long as you think about it, you can, of course, loyalty relatively,

If one person treats you well, you will naturally treat another person well. Baifeng still believes in this sentence, and during this time, Baifeng has been getting along like this all the time.

Although he and Mo Ya didn't get along for a long time, Mo Ya has been cultivating Bai Feng since he was a child.

When Mo Ya returned to his territory, he couldn't support himself and fell to the ground immediately. Bai Feng was a little worried, and Mo Ya's body invited the doctor who was originally working in the General's Mansion over.

"How is it?" During this period of time, Bai Feng may have exhausted all the words in his life, asking how the doctor is doing endlessly every day, while Mo Ya was lying on the bed, his face was still pale. Over time, he found that inexplicable shadows always appeared in his mind, which seemed to be related to the opponent he killed.

In fact, Mo Ya already has his own understanding of killing. After all, in today's world, if you want to be kind, then you must stay away from this society.

Because this society itself is a huge dye vat, everyone will become the same person after entering,

Everyone is fighting for their own interests, fighting for their own lives, but Bai Feng does not hope that he will become such a person, nor does he hope that Mo Crow will become such a person, so the two They are all secretly competing, and of course this kind of competition is also very friendly.

After hearing Bai Feng's question, Mo Ya smiled consolingly at Bai Feng. In fact, Mo Ya himself is aware of Mo Ya's physical condition recently. He feels that he has gradually improved, but he can still see See some weird pictures,

There are also things floating outside here, even Mo Ya saw a person from a long time ago, during that time period, Mo Ya saw Bai Feng for the first time, that is, at that time Mo Ya saw another person .

But Mo Ya didn't believe it at all, and now he could see another person.

As for why Mo Crow didn't believe it, it was entirely because his other person had already died two years ago. He died in a mission. At that time, Mo Crow hadn't experienced many battles. In that battle, the ink crow has a very deep memory.

In fact, if Mo Ya told Bai Feng about this matter, Bai Feng would definitely have an impression. It's a pity that Mo Ya doesn't want to tell Bai Feng about this matter now. In the ink crow's imagination, some things have changed overnight.

"There's nothing wrong with the ink crow, but he's been too tired recently, you can just let him rest for a while, and I've heard about the last battle, but I don't think it's a good thing, you must Keep an eye on Mo Ya, because I think Mo Ya's mental state is not very good now." These words were said to Bai Feng alone by the doctor after he left the house

When Bai Feng heard the doctor's words, he was completely bewildered. He didn't know what the doctor meant by these words. It's possible that Mo Crow was terminally ill.

However, if Mo Crow had been terminally ill, it would not be the current performance at all, or there is something to be said about serving in the brigade, but what exactly is the doctor referring to?

"I know." The doubts in his heart were still not relieved, but Bai Feng still nodded.

You must know that it can be said to be an eventful season recently. Many things broke out at the same time. After coming out, Baifeng also received a lot of news to investigate other things. The ink crow went to investigate.

After sending the doctor away, Bai Feng returned to Mo Ya's room, "It seems that you will recover soon."

"Yeah, I'll be fine soon." When Mo Crow said this, his eyes looked forward, and there seemed to be a little bit of memory in his expression, and he didn't know what he was recalling.

Bai Feng looked at Mo Ya's expression at this moment and wanted to say something, but finally suppressed it. . . . . . . . . . .