Chapter 188 I Look Into the Universe and Starry Sky

Hearing An Keyue's thorough analysis, Chen Mo burst out laughing angrily.

It is already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on Chen Mo's face through the gap between the two pine trees, coating Chen Mo with a layer of golden brilliance.

Chen Mo's expression was somewhat solemn, like a real god!

"In my opinion, your self-righteous theories are simply nonsense! Let alone 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 identity backgrounds in your mouth are worthless in my opinion. Your so-called obstacles are nothing but problems that can be solved with one sword!"

"You only see the so-called wealth, rights and status in your eyes, how do you know that the things you value most are actually like rubbish to me!"

"Your vision is doomed that you can only float up and down in this world of mortals for the rest of your life, while I have already set my sights on the universe! Do you think the values ​​of a person and a god will be the same?"

"I'm sorry, you and I are people from two worlds, please don't judge me with your ant-like eyes!"

Chen Mo's voice was cold and ruthless, as if it came from nine days above, with a supercilious attitude, it hit An Keyue's soul fiercely.

"Your vision is doomed that you can only float up and down in this world of mortals for the rest of your life, but I have already set my sights on the universe and starry sky!"

"Do you think the values ​​of a person and a god will be the same?"

"You and I are people from two worlds, please don't judge me with your ant-like eyes!"

Chen Mo's angry words kept echoing in An Keyue's ears, every sentence was harsh, and An Keyue's dignity was completely lost.

She is just an ordinary little girl in the world of mortals, and she is a little vain. Her outlook on life, values ​​and worldview have long been doomed, and she will be confined to a city or even a country in her life.

But Chen Mo is a great cultivator who has traveled the universe and starry sky for 600 years and dared to fight against all races in the starry sky. The sword cuts the sun and the moon, and the fist destroys the stars. Immortal for thousands of years, eternal forever!

The two are not from the same world at all. So everything that An Keyue likes, in the eyes of Chen Mo, a cultivator of immortality, is like a shoestring.

Looking at the back of Chen Mo who had gone away, An Keyue clenched her fists tightly, and bit her lips tightly with her white teeth, her face full of unwillingness.

"Chen Mo, I don't know what hidden cards you have, but if you don't listen to my advice, you will regret it one day! At best, you are the son of a billionaire group company boss, and you will never know what Yan'er is. What a horrible background!"

When 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 peerless white clothes.

Seeing Chen Mo coming back, Yan Qingcheng bowed slightly and saluted: "Young Master!"

The longer she has been in contact with Chen Mo, the more Yan Qingcheng respects Chen Mo. These days with Chen Mo, Yan Qingcheng's personality has changed drastically, or Yan Qingcheng has recovered her true self.

She is a girl who is unwilling to be ordinary, and also a strange woman who is unwilling to be bound by fate. In order to fight against fate, she will give up her dignity and even sacrifice everything to learn from Chen Mo.

She is so beautiful, but also so stubborn.

But if you want to change your fate against the sky, how easy is it? What needs to be paid is far from enough! If everyone can easily change their destiny, wouldn't everyone be able to defy the sky?

Chen Mo nodded, and said lightly: "You don't need to be too polite."

Then go into your room.

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to the school affairs at all, once he entered the room, he completely abandoned it, and nothing could disturb his mind at all.

Chen Mo sifts through the cultivation methods of thousands of clans to find a Taoism that is suitable for Yan Qingcheng's cultivation, and then combines the martial arts of the earth's martial arts world to improve a set of "Tianfeng Sword Art".

The power of this set of sword formulas is not inferior to Chen Songzi's Tianxuan Three Fists, but if Yan Qingcheng wants to practice, he still needs a sword.

From Chen Mo's point of view, Chen Mo doesn't like those ordinary swords at all. Since he wants to give it, he must give it the best.

Chen Mo took out the half of the immortal leg bone from the storage ring, and planned to make this half of the immortal leg bone into a short sword and give it to Yan Qingcheng.

The bone of a human immortal has experienced the baptism of the catastrophe, and has been conceived by the spiritual power of the body. It is comparable to the hardest iron in the world. It is used to refine a sword. It is definitely a magic weapon.

But before that, Chen Mo had to absorb the spiritual power contained in the Immortal Bone, otherwise with Chen Mo's current strength, it would be impossible to refine it.

Chen Mo continued to use the human immortal bone and those jade stones to conceive the Heaven Zhanjian, and when the spiritual power of the human immortal bone was exhausted, it was time to refine the dagger for Yan Qingcheng.

On the second day after the school celebration, the students of Wuzhou No. 1 High School exploded.

Many classes were discussing a topic, that is, Murong Yan'er was taken away by Chen Mo, that trash.

Lin Tao had been expelled from Class 3 and 6 of Chen Mo's high school, and the Lin family had also 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 can't believe that Murong Xiaohua was tricked by that trash Chen Mo? It's a pity!" A younger brother said with regret.

Zheng Yuanhao is far-sighted, he has been pursuing An Keyue all the time, so he naturally understands how high-minded An Keyue's best friend Murong Yan'er is, but in yesterday's situation, even he couldn't tell whether Murong Yan'er was attracted to Chen Mo Affection.

Zheng Yuanhao looked at An Keyue who was thinking in the seat in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk about Murong Yan'er behind your back in the future, Ke Yue will be unhappy."

The younger brother smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

In Class Three and Five, Hua Yufeng sat down on his seat with a dejected face, staring out the window in a daze.

"Young Master Hua, how could someone as arrogant as Murong Xiaohua fall in love with that trash Chen Mo? Is she blind?" A younger brother defended Hua Yufeng.

Another younger brother next to him also said angrily: "I think only Hua Shao can be worthy of Murong Xiaohua. Didn't Hua Shao and Murong Xiaohua play the piano and dance together very well yesterday? Why did Murong Xiaohua suddenly fall into Chen Mo's arms?" ?”

Hearing this sentence, Hua Yufeng's expression became even uglier.

A younger brother next to him immediately kicked the short-sighted younger brother under the table, isn't that what the pot doesn't open and which pot to lift?

"Hua Shao, don't be sad. I believe that Murong Xiaohua was just confused for a moment and was deceived by that boy Chen Mo's sweet words. She will understand in a short time that only Hua Shao is the one she can rely on!"

A tall, fair-skinned girl in class two, third grade, said with a sarcastic smile, "I never imagined that Murong Yan'er fell in love with a trash, and threw herself into her arms at the school celebration. I laughed so hard."

This girl's name is Xu Yingying, she is the alternate school belle of No. 1 High School in Wuzhou, she has always liked Hua Yufeng, but Hua Yufeng is infatuated with Murong Yan'er.

So Xu Yingying held a grudge against Murong Yan'er, this time seeing Murong Yan'er in Chen Mo's arms, she began to inquire about Chen Mo's details.

When she learned that Chen Mo was the trash who had the lowest score in Wuzhou No. 1 High School for three consecutive years, Xu Yingying immediately felt that Murong Yan'er's vision was nothing more than that.