When the ship landed on the satellite fortress, the Templar Legion and the mercenaries entered the stadium directly through a closed route, and they were not even able to see the environment outside the stadium, let alone the full picture of the satellite fortress. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a military fortress, everything here is a military secret.

Xiao Qi did not bother into the main control system of the satellite fortress to check, and even carefully hid his existence.

The base of the Freedom Temple has a large number of high-level civilization remains, who knows if the main control system of the satellite fortress will have the existence of intelligent brains or high-level special light brains, if it is exposed, it will cause trouble for Moye.

Xiao Qi finally realized that he had inadvertently cheated his master several times, and he was a little worried about whether he would fall out of favor because of this.

The stadium is surrounded by a lush grove of trees, and it is the only place in the entire metal fortress that is covered in greenery.

Beyond the woods is the barracks dormitory, and all the areas within the reach of Mo Ye's spiritual power except for the woods are all covered with metal, and the ground, buildings, and moored vehicles, the cold titanium gold occupies the main color of the fortress.

It's a war machine in the real way.

Rows of fighters, towering laser turrets, and the harbor of the platform, Mo Ye's spiritual power has been slowly expanding, not letting go of any corner, and all the details of the arming have been kept in mind.

Whoever has seen it will never miss it.

The Egg Cake was docked on top of each other of the ships, and the mechanical connectors locked all the ships to the docking platform, even if the mercenaries were not taken into account, the security of the satellite fortress did not weaken.

If these ships want to fly out without permission to fly, it is not ordinary.

Mo Ye's spiritual power bypassed the mooring port and saw the silver-white buildings, and when the spiritual power covered it, she quickly understood what this place was, the medical center.

This is the place where wounded soldiers are treated, and there are many such silver-white buildings, built next to each other, and this area is probably the medical area on the fortress.

The satellite fort was at night at this time, and the darkness was eerily silent except for the patrols.

The searchlight swirled and shone brightly, and the blinding beam swept back and forth in the air.

With the deepening of the state of harmony, Mo Ye breathed in and out, and the spiritual power fluctuations were completely agreed with the entire satellite fortress, and even if there was a spiritual barrier at this time, it was difficult to find it.

Within the scope of Mo Ye's spiritual power, every grass and tree, the people walking back and forth, the sound of the mechanical gear parts of the fortress, and even the dust wafting in the air, all of them were in her spiritual power sense, extremely clear, and her perspective was constantly changing, feeling the world they saw and felt.

It's a very wonderful feeling.

It has been a long time since Mo Ye has carried out such a long-term and meticulous spiritual power harmony, and the gentle spiritual power moisturizes things and silently expands outward.

The mental power is moistened bit by bit, this time Mo Ye is not like a tight rubber band and a high degree of tension because of the same mental power, but is more and more relaxed and soothing.

At this time, Mo Ye no longer cared much about the original intention of listening to the intelligence arming, and was more focused on feeling every thing that the spiritual power passed through and experiencing every delicate change in the spiritual power.

He didn't want to make a difference, so he deliberately avoided the Templars in the fortress.

In this way, the twenty-eighth satellite fortress of the Templar Legion was used as his spiritual power training ground, and such a thing that was still unconscious was only done by His Excellency the Mage.

Mo Ye carefully felt the rhythm of this satellite fortress or this planet, and every slight change was echoed by spiritual power.

Betty had been sitting on the side of the night, but now she was sitting directly across from her, and she teleported the others through the Demonic Communicator.

If you are careful, you will find that the Night Yama Explorer Group, including the explorers of the Yama Temple, surrounded Mo Ye in the corner of the wall, and changed his posture without a trace, turning Mo Ye's position into a monitoring dead end.

"Oh my God, can't she pick a better time?" 11 rolled his eyes helplessly.

How could they not be clear about the situation of Mo Ye who had been with them all the way for many years, but didn't this guy have long been able to control this state freely, it hadn't happened for a long time, why did he choose to be in the barracks of this Temple Legion.

Betty has never seen Mo Ye cut off contact with the outside world due to mental strength, unable to move, or even enter a state of shock and coma.

Mo Ye's breathing was so long that it would make people think that she was not breathing at all, obviously sitting in front of them, but even with such a slight shift in attention, they even felt that there was no such person around them.

The illusion of being so close to him was still terrifying, and of course, it was not suitable for the Templars or other mercenary groups in the surveillance to be aware of it.

Even if you enter the turtle breath state inexplicably, the whole person is still in an inexplicable semi-concealment that is difficult to detect, which makes it easy to make people suspicious.

A few people can only hope that when Yu Moye sets off tomorrow, he must wake up by himself, otherwise he will be in trouble.

This time it was probably the favor of the god of luck, and the next morning, the group of Yama explorers who had not slept all night almost burst into tears when they saw Mo Ye open his eyes.

Mo Ye was a little stunned in the face of the pair of reddish and watery eyes staring at him, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Being bullied?" Although I think this possibility is very low, another possibility that Mo Ye can think of is that maybe the foodie is just hungry.

Why do they actually feel a warmth of being cared for at this time?

Luo Yuning, 11, including Betty, nodded.

Are you really being bullied?

"Who?" asked Moye lazily raising her eyes.

"You"

Your Excellency the Mage, who has taken the "......" Spiritual Power Induction of the Ink Night a step further, still doesn't understand the logical reason for this.

Suddenly, there was a sense of helplessness that I couldn't read the world overnight.

Luo Yuning tugged Mo Ye's sleeve and shook it left and right, looking at Mo Ye with teary eyes, "For you, I didn't sleep all night last night, and I didn't have a supper, the regiment is chief, I need a small cake to comfort me to rejuvenate my vitality."

If Luo Yuning had a tail behind him, he should have swayed from side to side at this time.

In the eyes of most people, this is Lori's soft girl who is coquettish, but in the eyes of 11 and the explorers of the Yama Palace, after seeing the essence through the phenomenon, this is simply a Tyrannosaurus rex shaking its head and begging for food, and I deeply feel a powerful aura of Wang Ba spreading. (To be continued.) )