Heritage foundry

Chapter 215 Focus
The green eyes and the black eyes looked at each other, sparks collided between the eyes of men and women, but there was no ambiguity or haziness.

"Zhou Mo, there are some things you can't speculate about, and some people you can't comment on!"

Ruiwen Nalong stood up, with a slender and tall figure, looked down at Zhou Mo, and said almost every word!

Zhou Mo still smiled lightly on his face, and there was no trace of cowardice and retreat in his black eyes, and he said tit for tat:
"Why, the Kingdom of the Sea Kingdom wants to shut my mouth? Can it shut the mouth of my little viscount? Can it also shut the mouths of hundreds of millions of people in the world, Yoyo?"

A hint of disappointment appeared in Ruiwen Nalong's green eyes, she looked at Zhou Mo and said:

"You don't know anything at all, you don't understand anything, what you gain today will definitely not be more than what you will lose in the future!"

What Rui Wen-Nalong said meant something, and Zhou Mo frowned slightly. It sounded like there was something hidden behind Sea King's choice.

But before Zhou Mo opened his mouth to probe, Ruiwen Nalong said again:
"The southern front includes the three major kingdoms, the six principalities, and hundreds of nobles from large and small fiefdoms. Zhou Mo, you, the chief inspector of the Military Intelligence Bureau on the southern front, and the chief of the empire's military supplies, have to really think about it. Manage it!"

After saying that, Ruiwen-Nalong looked at Ningyue-Baihu who was at the side, and said:
"Princess Ben has brought you the place. The person you are looking for is right in front of you. Whether you will follow me back to Neptune City or stay here, you make a decision!"

Zhou Mo looked at this girl with long silver hair and moonlight-like gentle eyes, with some doubts in her black eyes.

"Who is this?"

Ning Yue-Bai Hu stood up, bowed slightly to Zhou Mo, and said:
"Ningyue-Baihu, the daughter of Grand Duke Baihu, has met Viscount Holy Cross, Your Excellency Zhou Mo!"

Zhou Mo was shocked, the Grand Duke Baihu's family still has blood in the world?
"Are you the daughter of Grand Duke Baihu? There is still blood in the Baihu family?"

Zhou Mo made a sound in surprise.

Ningyue-Baihu's head drooped slightly, and said calmly:

"A person who broke his family and went into exile should not be so surprised by His Excellency the Viscount!"

Holding the straight knife from her waist with both hands, and offering it to Zhou Mo, Ning Yue said again:
"Ningyue was dragged by brother El-Shixin, and returned this knife to His Excellency the Viscount."

"Before Brother Al was eroded and controlled by the blood race, he had a word to ask Ning Yue to bring it to His Excellency the Viscount."

Zhou Mo reached out to take the straight knife, and as soon as he took it, he knew that it was indeed the Brave Gull sword he gave to Al-Lionheart.

"Miss Ningyue, please tell me."

Ningyue raised her head, and looked at Zhou Mo with surong, in her moonlight eyes, there was no tenderness at this time, only the coldness like the moonlight.

"Brother Ai Er said that if we meet on the battlefield, he hopes His Excellency Zhou Mo can use this knife to cut off his head!"

For some reason, Zhou Mo's blood surged in his chest, he looked into Ning Yue's eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"Hehe, that golden lion cub is a bit bloody. It's a pity, he probably didn't expect that now that the human race's Yuan Neng armament is unsealed, under the Yuan Neng fire, Zhou Mo might not be able to use this broken knife, Give him an end!"

Rui Wen-Naron sounded from the side with a bit of sarcasm in her voice.

Ning Yue-Bai Hu ignored him, but looked at Zhou Mo solemnly, waiting for Zhou Mo's reply.

Zhou Mo waited until the blood in his chest subsided and his mind cleared up before answering:

"Things may not have turned around, and people who have been eroded and controlled by blood races may not have no way to rescue them!"

Hearing this, Ningyue seemed to have moonlight shining in her eyes, she suddenly knelt down on one knee, bowed her head and said:
"If Your Excellency Zhou Mo can save my father and Brother Ai'er, Ningyue-Baihu is willing to be a slave and a handmaid, and follow him to the death!"

Zhou Mo didn't expect that the gentle and beautiful woman in front of him would have such determination, she sideways avoided Ning Yue-Bai Hu's big gift, glanced at Qian Shu and Chen Yang, and motioned for the two women to help Ning Yue up.

"Miss Ningyue, Zhou Mo has just been transferred to the southern front. Not to mention, although the current situation in the north is very good because of the unblocking of the source energy armed force, but among the blood clans, the blood emperor with the source energy state and essential life sits in charge, and there is There are many life forms in the source energy state, this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run!"

Qianshu and Chenyang helped Ningyue up, Ningyue stood up straight, and solemnly said:
"Ningyue is not an unreasonable person, I just beg Your Excellency Zhou Mo, if one day leads the army to the Northern Expedition, please take Ningyue with you!"

"Baihu family, Ningyue's father was controlled by the blood clan and couldn't help himself. Ningyue's elder brother died in battle at the head of the White Tiger City; Ningyue's second brother died in battle before the refugees; Ningyue's youngest brother died in battle In the army; Ningyue's uncle, and the blood clan are all outside the territory."

"Ningyue-Baihu, if you can't save your father, you will die on the way to the north to fight the blood clan. You are worthy of the white tiger blood in me!"

The voice was calm, but everyone present could hear that Ning Yue-Bai Hu, between the lines, had been soaked in the blood of relatives!
Ruiwen-Nalong sighed, turned around and left, although she could tell countless reasons to persuade Ningyue to protect herself, but in front of Ningyue-Baihu's words, they all seemed pale and powerless.

"Zhou Mo, Ningyue is my good friend, if you still have any affection, treat her well!"

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In the Holy Cross Castle, the addition of a female family member with a transcendent status is considered a major event in the castle, but in the entire eagle's nest, there is not a single wave of waves.

The teleportation array of the Eagle's Nest is running almost day and night, and the business road from Yingyang City to the Eagle's Nest is full of traffic, without stopping for a moment.

With her two daughters, Mina looked at the long list of gifts, and then sorted them in order according to the life level, noble title, and position of the giver.

Then, according to the value of the gift, it is classified again and recorded.

Ren Nian was also busy in the small manor outside Zhou Mo Manor. In the past few days, he had met countless political officials who came from all directions to ask for a meeting and have the heart to contribute.

At noon, during a rare break, Ren Nian said to De Gester, who came to him to hide for peace:

"I have been loyal to the Lord for so long, and I have been in charge of the government affairs of the Eagle's Nest for several months. It is only today that I feel like a consul!"

De Gester-Li Wenyan could only shake his head and smile wryly, and said:
"You're fine. After all, most of the government officials are ordinary lives, and there is still time to experience the beauty of power. My place is in dire straits, with a lot of fine gold lives, and even mysterious lives to vote for. I, the military chief, It's so hot, I can't stay here for a moment!"

"However, the lord announced that there are no outsiders. I can't even enter the manor gate now. I asked the fat man, but the fat man didn't have any confirmation. I really don't know what to do!"

De Gester-Li is complaining, but Qian Shu and Chen Yang have nowhere to complain!
Zhou Mo is not married yet, and there is no hostess in the castle, but there are many people who want to follow the route of the lady. Facing waves of wives and ladies of various nobles, Chen Yang and Qian Shu rely on Zhou Mo's With the potential, they will not be humble, but the inherent inadequacy of their identities also makes the two of them tired of coping.

But now Zhou Mo, the focal point of the entire southern front, has locked himself in the study without seeing any outsiders!

(End of this chapter)