The world has collapsed and the earth is destroyed. This is what Fei Mo feels in his heart at this moment.
Does it hurt?
It doesn't hurt.
Already numb.
Heartbroken?
Won't.
It has long been broken into pieces, and there is no point that can be broken anymore.
He raised his head and looked at the blue sky, but in his amber eyes, he could only see gray.
Ha...how ridiculous. He had seen the fog for ten years, but now he saw nothing but black.
There was a faint salty taste in his mouth, and Fei Mo took out a white handkerchief with a crisp bamboo embroidered on it to wipe the corners of his mouth.
A touch of scarlet appeared on the white handkerchief.
Her non-ink-colored amber eyes darkened, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Ha...is it really that painful? I love you so much, but I still underestimate your place in my heart."
Fei Mo leaned weakly against the trunk of a big tree next to him, closed his beautiful amber eyes, and his chest heaved violently, not because of vomiting blood, but because of heartache.
Suddenly, Fei Mo felt someone pressing in his direction. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his beautiful amber eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.
In an instant, a man wearing a black cloak appeared in front of him.
"Feimo, how about we make a deal?"
Fei Mo was still leaning against the big tree casually, but his eyes were still staring at him coldly.
"What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"
The tone was full of arrogance, and the voice seemed to come from the cold hell, making people afraid to look directly at it.
However, the corners of the mouth of the face under the cloak were slightly raised. Yes, it is this kind of aura and this kind of person who is qualified to deal with Long Canghao.
"I don't negotiate terms with you, I just help you get what you want, and you help me get what I want. We depend on each other and use each other."
Having said this, Fei Mo felt much better. He was a proud person and he would not allow others to negotiate terms with him, because this was a threat in disguise.
And what he dislikes the most is being threatened.
Lazy, he put the handkerchief in his arms and put it away.
"explain."
One syllable, simple and clear.
"You like Mo Zhuyue, I will help you take her away from Long Canghao. And what I want is Long Canghao's life."
Feimo raised his eyebrows: "This answer sounds good."
The face under the cloak was happy: "So, you agreed."
Feimo raised his lips: "Did I say yes?" Then his eyes became cold: "I want to get her, and I don't need to cooperate with you. Long Canghao, I want to kill him, it's easy."
The man in the cloak was stunned by Fei Mo's domineering attitude, and his face turned pale and ugly.
If it weren't for the fact that Fei Mo was still useful and he couldn't defeat Fei Mo, he would really have to fight Fei Mo to the death.
"Do you think Long Canghao is so easy to deal with? You are really powerful. I admit that I can't beat you. However, you may not be able to beat Long Canghao. What's more, he also has the Yaizhen Sword in his hand. Are you his opponent?
, you weigh it yourself.”
Fei Mo narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You can't even beat me. Even if I can't beat Long Canghao, what can you do to help?"
The implication is that the man in the cloak is nothing more than a useless person. He even wants to speak arrogantly in front of him.
The man in the cloak was so angry that he almost exploded. After all, he was also one of the three holy masters of Tianxing Hall.