This is the first time the word "friend" appears in Mo Zhuyue's dictionary. At least, this is the first time she has said it to him. When she talked about Yi Qingfeng before, she didn't say "friend" either!
She said that as long as he was unhappy, she could not meet Yi Qingfeng.
But the person in front of me turned out to be a "friend".
Does that mean that even if he is unhappy, she will not sever ties with him?
And when he saw Fei Mo for the first time, a strong feeling of displeasure and disgust swept over him. Damn it, he had never felt this way before. The first time he saw a person, it was like...
He rushed forward desperately and had a fight with him.
Long Canghao snorted, leaving Mo Zhuyue unable to guess his inner emotions.
Fei Mo, on the other side, reintegrated the ten thousand-year ice soul into his body. For a moment, his face suddenly became very ugly, and a mouthful of thick blood spilled out.
"Feimo!"
Mo Zhuyue exclaimed, her figure flashed and came to Fei Mo's side, and Fei Mo fell into Mo Zhuyue's shoulder as lightly as a piece of white paper.
A wry smile hung on his face.
"...I'm fine."
Long Canghao's face on the side looked very ugly. The air around him was like an ice sculpture with thorns, cold and ruthless.
But Mo Zhuyue didn't feel it at all. At this moment, all his energy was focused on Fei Mo. Looking at Fei Mo's face as pale as paper, her heart seemed to be stabbed by something.
"Feimo, Feimo, are you okay? Don't scare me."
Long Canghao finally couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and pulled Mo Zhuyue out from under Fei Mo's body, while Fei Mo lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Fei Mo!" Mo Zhuyue panicked and tried to shake off Long Canghao's hand, but couldn't. She suddenly looked very bad: "Cang, what are you doing? Fei Mo is injured."
Long Canghao said coldly: "You can't do anything about his injuries. He will take care of himself. Don't worry, let's go."
With that said, he pulled Mo Zhuyue and left. He didn't want Mo Zhuyue to stay in front of Fei Mo for a while. The feeling was so depressing that he could hardly breathe.
Fei Mo's injury was only because the Wannian Ice Soul was infected with the poison of the Wannian Toad, but the Wannian Ice Soul will recover soon, and Fei Mo will be fine.
Long Canghao felt very good, and for the first time he felt annoyed about his own strength. If he were also vulnerable, would Mo Zhuyue be so worried about him?
Thinking like this, he felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart. No matter how Mo Zhuyue asked him to let go or how he called, he remained indifferent.
He was numb at the moment, all his nerves were numbed by an emotion called "jealousy".
Mo Zhuyue was dragged out of the cave by Long Canghao. Mo Zhuyue then shook off Long Canghao's hand and shouted loudly: "Cang, you are crazy, Fei Mo is still inside."
Long Canghao's face suddenly became even uglier: "It's not Mo, it's not Mo. You keep saying it's not Mo. Have you ever thought that I am your man? You keep worrying about other men in front of me. You put me
What did you think?"
After being yelled by Long Canghao, Mo Zhuyue's rationality returned. Seeing the taste on his face, Mo Zhuyue didn't know what it felt like.