Hearing An Keyue's lucid analysis, Chen Mo laughed out loud in anger.
It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gap between the two pine trees and shone on Chen Mo's face, giving Chen Mo a golden glow.
Chen Mo's expression was somewhat solemn, like a real god!
"In my opinion, your self-righteous theories are nonsense! Let's not mention that the relationship between me and Yan'er is not what you think. Even if I really pursue Yan'er, so what?"
"Those so-called strong identities and backgrounds you talk about are worthless to me. Your so-called obstacles are just problems that can be solved with one sword to me!"
"You only see the so-called wealth, power and status in your eyes. How do you know that these things you value most are actually like garbage to me!"
"Your vision is destined to only float up and down in this earthly world in your life, but I have already looked at the universe and the stars! Do you think the values of a person and a god will be the same?"
"I'm sorry, you and I are from two different worlds. Please don't judge me with your ant-like eyes!"
Chen Mo's voice was cold and ruthless, as if it was coming from the sky, with a arrogant attitude that severely impacted An Keyue's soul.
"Your vision is destined to float in this earthly world for the rest of your life, but I have already set my sights on the stars in the universe!"
"Do you think a person and a god would have the same values?"
"You and I are from two different worlds, please don't judge me with your ant-like eyes!"
Chen Mo's angry words kept echoing in An Keyue's ears, each sentence was heartbreaking, and An Keyue's dignity was completely shattered.
She is just an ordinary little girl in the secular world, and she is a little vain. Her outlook on life and values have long been destined to be limited to one city or even one country in this life.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, is a great cultivator of the God Transformation Realm who has traveled through the starry sky for six hundred years and dared to fight against all races in the starry sky. Sword cuts the sun and moon, fist destroys stars. Immortal for thousands of years, lasting forever!
The two of them are not from the same world at all. Therefore, everything that An Keyue values is as useless as worn shoes in the eyes of Chen Mo, a cultivator of immortality.
Looking at Chen Mo's retreating back, An Keyue clenched her fists and bit her lip with a look of reluctance.
"Chen Mo, I don't know what secret cards you have, but if you don't listen to my advice, you will regret it one day! At best, you are just the son of a billionaire group company boss, and you will never know Yan'er's What a terrible background!”
Chen Mo returned to the small courtyard of the village in the city. Yan Qingcheng was standing silently in the courtyard, with long black hair and stunning white clothes.
Seeing Chen Mo return, Yan Qingcheng bowed slightly and saluted: "Young Master!"
The longer Yan Qingcheng stayed in contact with Chen Mo, the more respectful she became to Chen Mo. The days following Chen Mo made Yan Qingcheng's personality change drastically, or in other words, Yan Qingcheng regained her true self.
She is a girl who is not willing to be ordinary, and she is also a strange woman who is not willing to be bound by fate. In order to fight against fate, she is willing to give up her dignity or even sacrifice everything to become a disciple of Chen Mo.
She is so beautiful that it makes people enchanted, and she is so stubborn that it makes people feel distressed.
But how easy is it to change your destiny against the odds? What is required is not enough! If everyone can easily change their destiny, doesn't it mean that everyone can defy fate
Chen Mo nodded and said calmly: "No need to be polite."
Then go into your room.
Chen Mo didn't pay attention to the things at school. As soon as he entered the room, he completely abandoned it. Nothing could disturb his mind at all.
Chen Mo sifted through the techniques of the immortal cultivators to find one that was suitable for Yan Qingcheng's practice, and then combined it with the martial arts of the earth's martial arts world to improve the "Tianfeng Sword Technique".
The power of this set of sword techniques is not inferior to Chen Songzi's Tianxuan Three Fists, but Yan Qingcheng still needs a sword if he wants to practice it.
From Chen Mo's perspective, Chen Mo didn't look down on those mundane swords at all. Since he wanted to give them, he had to give them the best.
Chen Mo took out the half of the immortal leg bone from the storage ring and prepared to make it into a dagger and give it to Yan Qingcheng.
The bones of human immortals have experienced the baptism of heavenly tribulations and been nourished by the spiritual power of the body. They are comparable to the hardest refined iron in the world. They can be used to refine a sword, which is definitely a magical weapon.
But before that, Chen Mo had to absorb the spiritual power contained in the Human Immortal Bone. Otherwise, with Chen Mo's current strength, he would not be able to refine it at all.
Chen Mo continued to use the human immortal bones and those jade stones to nurture the Heaven-Destroying Sword. When the spiritual power of the human immortal bones was exhausted, it was time to refine the dagger for Yan Qingcheng.
On the second day after the school anniversary, the students of Wuzhou No. 1 High School exploded.
Many classes are discussing a topic, that is, Murong Yan'er was actually picked up by that good-for-nothing Chen Mo.
Lin Tao had been expelled from Class 6, Class 3, where Chen Mo was in high school, and the Lin family had been uprooted by Chu Wenxiong, leaving Wuzhou in despair.
However, Zheng Yuanhao is still there and still has a large number of followers.
"Brother Hao, I really didn't expect that school beauty Murong was deceived by that good-for-nothing Chen Mo? What a pity!" A younger brother said with regret on his face.
Zheng Yuanhao is far-sighted. He has been pursuing An Keyue. Naturally, he understands how high An Keyue's best friend Murong Yan'er is. But in the situation yesterday, even he couldn't tell whether Murong Yan'er was attracted to Chen Mo. Affection.
Zheng Yuanhao glanced at An Keyue, who was sitting thoughtfully on the seat in front of him, and whispered: "Don't talk about Murong Yan'er behind her back in the future, Keyue will be unhappy."
The younger brother chuckled, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
In Class 5 of Grade 3, Hua Yufeng sat in her seat with a decadent face, looking out the window in a daze.
"Young Master Hua, how come Murong, a school beauty who is so arrogant, is in love with that good-for-nothing Chen Mo? Is she blind?" A younger brother defended Hua Yufeng.
Another boy next to him also said angrily: "I think only Hua Shao is worthy of Murong's school beauty. Didn't Hua Shao and Murong's school beauty play the piano and dance together very well yesterday? Why did Murong's school beauty suddenly fall into Chen Mo's arms? ?”
Hearing these words, Hua Yufeng's face became even more ugly.
A boy next to him immediately kicked this shrewd boy under the table. Isn't this why he doesn't want to open a certain pot
"Master Hua, don't be sad. I believe that the school beauty Murong was just confused for a moment and was deceived by Chen Mo's sweet words. It won't take long for her to understand that the only person she can rely on is Master Hua!"
In Class 2, Grade 3, a tall girl with fair skin said with a sarcastic smile: "I can't believe that Murong Yan'er actually fell in love with a loser, and even threw herself into her arms at the school anniversary. It really made me laugh to death."
This girl's name is Xu Yingying, she is the alternate school beauty of Wuzhou No. 1 High School. She has always liked Hua Yufeng, but Hua Yufeng is completely infatuated with Murong Yan'er.
So Xu Yingying had a grudge against Murong Yan'er. When she saw Murong Yan'er falling into Chen Mo's arms, she began to inquire about Chen Mo's detailed information.
When she learned that Chen Mo was the loser who had ranked last in the Wuzhou No. 1 High School exam for three consecutive years, Xu Yingying suddenly felt that Murong Yan'er's vision was nothing more than that.