In the blink of an eye, Xuan Ming and Fei Mo had fought for several rounds, and almost all Fei Mo was attacking. Xuan Ming was hiding, holding Mo Zhuyue and dodging Fei Mo's desperate attack was simply a very difficult thing.
matter.
Xuan Ming spent almost all his energy on dodging, and cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.
"Qingqing, who did your mother provoke? Why did you fight so much!"
The most tragic thing in the world is to encounter an attack that is similar to your own strength, and has the strength to restrain each other, and the other party is still desperate, and it has no rules at all.
This is simply the strongest opponent that all martial arts practitioners encounter.
Because if others want to die, you want to die. If he does not care about his own harm, he has to take action. However, you have to take care of it. This is the problem that makes Xuan Ming crazy.
Mo Zhuyue was also in a cold sweat on her forehead. Fei Mo's attack was quick, accurate and ruthless, and completely exposed his weaknesses and fatal points when attacking, but he didn't care. All he thought about was to take away Xuan Ming.
Destiny!
Mo Zhuyue is also a person who doesn't want to live, but she will never be as desperate as Fei Mo in the situation in front of her.
Suddenly, Mo Zhuyue felt a little distressed.
Because Fei Mo's face was as desperate as death. Although he forced Xuan Ming to move, he looked at Mo Zhuyue with a complex expression, his despair, resentment, reluctance, sadness, and painful eyes.
Mo Zhuyue stared at him in Xuan Ming's arms.
Through his amber eyes, she seemed to see a pair of two young children...
"Fei Mo, can I marry you when I grow up?"
"Why did Yue'er marry me?"
"Because Fei Mo is good to Yue'er, Yue'er likes Fei Mo."
"Okay, when you grow up, I will marry you, you must marry me."
"Um."
"Yue'er, the book says, if you love someone, you will be willing to be happy forever. I will definitely be able to be happy for you."
"Fei Mo is so good..."
“…”
Mo Zhuyue's brain suddenly felt as painful as a needle. A strange scene appeared in her mind. The little boy looked no bigger than her, but his amber eyes were so soft.
Mo Zhuyue grabbed his head in pain.
"Xuanming, Fei Mo, don't hit him."
Xuan Ming smiled bitterly, still dodging Fei Mo's move to kill him.
"Don't I want to fight, don't you see me hiding all the time? This guy is completely desperate. I have no common language with him and I have no way to communicate."
Mo Zhuyue also knew that it was right and wrong at this moment Mo red eyes, and she said to Xuan Ming: "Put me down and go into the space bracelet."
"How can this work?" Xuan Ming disagreed, "He will hurt Qingqing."
Mo Zhuyue rolled her eyes, "She hasn't spoken yet, are you there?"
Xuan Ming curled his lips: "If he hurts you, it will affect Qingqing's birth. How can this be done!"
Mo Zhuyue sighed: "It's okay, he won't hurt me, believe me."
The reason why Fei Mo is so extreme is that she has lost her memory and married others. She has hit him too hard, so he has lost his mind for a moment.
It’s also her fault. She didn’t understand the reason just now, so she stimulated him, which made his only rationality no longer exist.