Alien Healer

The hovering car is very fast. With Hemo’s mental power, he can only see the news. He straightened up his slightly curved back, his eyes turned to the position of the news, and he stared firmly. As the distance grew, the large screen gradually blurred. Only then stiffened his eyes away, such a powerful person, really left the world in such a tragic and tragic way? !

He Mo was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't know his parents. Since childhood, grandpa would hold him sitting in a small garden and watch the moonlight of the sky and tell his parents every bit.

They served in the First Army. Their father fought on the front line of the battlefield. He was an intermediate general and his mother was a medical officer.

Ten years ago, General Zhong Qing's strange beast Master Cangshan broke through to the S rank, and the alliance allowed General Zhong Qing to establish his own legion, the Fifth Legion.

The parents originally wanted to transfer to the Fifth Legion, but before that they were both killed by a tragic Zerg attack.

He Mo's impression of his parents was very vague, so vague that there were only a few remaining shadows in his mind. His memories were pieced together in the grievances of his grandfather.

But it does not hinder the respect of General Zhong Qing of the Hemo team, because it is impossible to avenge his parents with his original strength.

I hope you are well, He Mo closes his eyes and prays silently. The Federation needs your protection.

The floating car stopped suddenly.

He Mo frightened his head in annoyance, and his fine black hair was attached to his forehead and curled at an angle.

He hurriedly got out of the floating car, He Mo opened his mind, and clicked a few green fingers. Not long after, a small floating car drove over.

He almost forgot, today's parents' death day.

He Mo set up the destination of the suspended vehicle, first drove to the nearest flower shop in the cemetery, and then to the cemetery.

Every year, he and his grandfather would buy two bouquets of Yeyu at the same flower shop. Among the pure white petals, a few straight black stamens stand in the center, and the heads of the stamens curl into the shape of a five-pointed star.

The flower language of night language-black and white longing and longing.

May the dead rest in peace and the living ones pray and miss.

He Mo's parents were gloriously sacrificed, but their cemetery was not built in the martyrs' garden. During his lifetime, his parents hoped that when the war ended and light and peace enveloped the Milky Way, their family of four could find a quiet small manor. Live the happy years.

Ten years ago, the small manor was found, but the person who made the wish was gone. Grandpa cherished his parents and buried them there.

A simple wooden house was built there. When He Mo was young, his grandfather often took He Mo to live there. When He Mo was older, he gradually reduced the number of visits.

It is a very remote place on the outskirts of Shuiyang City, but the scenery is very good. There are a few peach trees planted by the shallow pond. A vegetable field has been cultivated not far from the peach trees. A lot of weeds came out, and a lot of vegetables were interspersed among the weeds, densely packed together.

The cemetery was on the other side of the pond. He Mo got off the suspended vehicle, holding two bundles of Yeyu, and placing them in front of the two tombstones.

Pulling out the vigorous weeds nearby, He Mo piled the weeds aside, brushed away the dust accumulated on the stone, and knelt down to touch the cold corner of the tombstone: "Parents, I came to see you." I'm sorry, almost forgot. Today is your death day.

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After tidying up the weeds and wiping the tombstones, he babbled for a long time, and he waited until the setting sun went down before He Mo returned to the cabin on the other side.

The wooden house looks very rudimentary, but the equipment is perfect.

Some seasonings are available in pots and pans, as well as some rice, which is very well preserved, and only the cooking ingredients are few.

He Mo pulled out all the weeds in the cultivated vegetable field, picked some thin vegetables, made a stir-fry, and dealt with it after dinner.

When the night came, the stars began to tremble, and circles of invisible star power were attracted from the distant stars, baptizing the young man's increasingly ethereal body.

Xi Xi Suo Suo. . .

At the middle of the month, a pair of green eyes appeared around the wooden house. It watched vigilantly, while greedily approaching the source of coveted strength, while advancing at a safe and slow speed with great vigilance.

Near, ten meters, five meters, two meters, as if he realized that He Mo would not pose a threat to it, the green eyes quickly turned his head and made a move towards the back.

Not long after, a pair of **** eyes suddenly appeared beside these green eyes. . .

The sky tonight is particularly clear, with brilliant stars twinkling, and wisps of clear energy descend on this land along the light, moisturizing the slightly thin body of the young man, and moisturizing the surrounding life.

In the darkness and a little bit of starlight, the plants stretched their curled bodies and received the baptism of overflowing energy.

On the peach tree by the river, the little green peaches hung on the branches happily, shaking like breathing, greedily absorbing energy. It is conceivable that this year's peaches will definitely be more sweet and delicious than previous years.

Green eyes and black eyes are attracted by this breath, and their instinct drives them to keep moving forward. They are crawling in the long weeds without showing their heads, eager to approach, but afraid of being discovered, reluctant but can't help it. .

Driven by such contradictions, the two pairs of eyes slowly approached the young boy in the center of the halo, breathing greedily, eagerly absorbing the abundant novel energy, the wonderful energy without impurities.

He Mo calmly ended the day of cultivation. He noticed it the moment the green eyes appeared, but he felt that the owner of these eyes was not malicious, only with curiosity and alertness about the world. .

Could it be a newborn cub? !

He Mo closed his eyes and remained silent, for fear of frightening this timid fellow.