My Cold and Proud President's Wife

Chapter 1865 Who missed?

"Occasionally miss?" Zichuan's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, the connotation of this sentence can be understood by everyone present - occasionally miss, but it doesn't mean that miss is just an occasional thing, Chen Mo's words He was clearly saying that when he was fighting against him, he would definitely miss and injure him. Even though everyone present knew this matter well, there are some things that cannot be revealed. There is room for change, "Little brother really knows how to joke. Although I am seriously injured and my hands shake a little, I won't miss it occasionally."

"I didn't say that you would miss." Chen Mo holds the sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword points directly at the sky. "What I'm worried about is that you are too strong. I might not be able to hold back my shots with all my strength... Occasionally miss."

"Bastard!" Zi Chuan's face turned completely cold, and all the fake smiles before were put away, and the air between the two was filled with a tense atmosphere.This sentence is not to see through but not to tell, but a kind of veiled but extremely straightforward ridicule - clearly mocking that he is not Chen Mo's opponent at all, "Since you insist on courting death, then you can't blame me."

The people behind Zichuan couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this.In this case, no matter how much they laughed, Zi Chuan would eventually vent all his anger on Chen Mo.And the thing to watch is that it is not a big deal, the bigger the trouble, the better - as long as you don't involve yourself, it doesn't matter even if you scold the heavenly king and Lao Tzu.

"It depends on strength to seek death. If I come to seek death, it depends on whether you can let me die!" Chen Mo laughed, and then roared, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he carved the traces of his soles on the ground, his body seemed to be off the strings The arrow flew forward, and the sword formed by the gathering of holy energy in his hand shone with cold light, just like a real sword.

Just as Chong Yu is Zichuan's demon, Zichuan has also become Chen Mo's demon in disguise.That battle with no power to fight back at the beginning has already carved a deep fear in Chen Mo's heart. These days, Chen Mo basically doesn't practice, because every time he practiced, the dying man in Zichuan's hands would appear in his mind. Feel.That feeling frightened him but also made him angry, so Chen Mo would use this kind of ridicule of abandoning all his retreats to force Zichuan to attack.

When a person is weak, he must never look up at the mountains, rivers and seas, just as when he was an infant, he must never look down at the endless abyss.When you are weak, you should touch things that are not much different from your strength, such as stone pillars, such as roofs.The sky is high and the sea is wide and has no connection with the young you at all. It will only carve a firm scar in the young heart deep in your heart.

People yearn for being strong and fear being strong: the power they yearn for is within reach, but the power they fear is far away.Only the top of the mountain you reach out to touch is the driving force for you to climb. The mountain that you can only look up to but cannot conquer will leave scars in your heart-the easiest step to reach the sky is the easiest to fall to your death.Only by being down-to-earth step by step, can we walk upward with a strong heart.

Chen Mo has not been in touch with Qisuo's strength realm yet, and he was completely abused by Qisuo's Zichuan, and the restraint of heaven and earth in this remote place is not as high as that of Shengyuan's inner circle. The sudden reduction of pressure will amplify Zichuan's strength, which is even more serious. Let the strength gap between the two increase.For Chen Mo, it was when he could only crawl that he saw the speed of the wind. He didn't yearn for strength, but it just brought him full of fear in his heart.

Everyone has fear in their hearts, and everyone is trying their best to avoid the fear in their hearts. Chen Mo is also unwilling to face Zichuan.But he knew that if he kept evading like this, then in the next advancement, this inner demon would definitely hinder the progress of his strength——Among the two choices of his own future and the fear in his heart, Chen Mo resolutely Some chose to abandon the latter!

Fear is not terrible, what is terrible is facing fear.

Some people say that fear is not terrible, but avoiding fear is terrible. Such a statement cannot be called right, nor can it be called completely wrong.Although avoiding fear will keep the fear forever, it can give yourself a moment of peace of mind-but facing the fear is different. To face the fear directly, you must face the darkness in the deepest part of your heart, face the worst in your heart. Willing to face things that may destroy themselves in danger.

Confront and avoid...that's why most people would rather avoid their weaknesses than exploit them.

"This Chen Mo's strength is obviously much lower than Zichuan's. It stands to reason that he should be conservative. Defense is the best strategy. Why attack first? Wouldn't it expose more of his flaws?" Yue Xi was surprised. , this Chen Mo actually went against the common sense of fighting in Sheng Yuan's inner world, and even took the initiative when he was at an absolute disadvantage.

The usual initiative may be able to gain some advantages, but in the case of such a large gap in strength, taking the initiative will instead send oneself into the opponent's jaws.

This initiative is no different from courting death!

In fact, this is exactly the case. The long sword formed by Chen Mo's condensed holy energy stopped instantly three inches in front of Zi Chuan. less than.

"Since you are looking for death, then I must let you die thoroughly, otherwise how can we be worthy of our acquaintance?" Zi Chuan pulled a sneer on his face, and clamped the two fingers of the Shengyuanli long sword suddenly, The Shengyuanli long sword is like glass that has been hammered, and it shatters in an instant, and then turns into dots of light and dissipates between the sky and the earth.

Before Chen Mo had time to react, Zi Chuan hit his chest with the backhand of the hand holding his long sword. The palm of any holy force has only the purest physical power, just like the heavy feather back then.

Chen Mo was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the sky, then fell to the ground and rolled a few times before barely stopping, leaving a bloodstained senior on the ground.

"Cough!" Chen Mo didn't expect that Zi Chuan could burst out with such a powerful force when he came in under such a serious injury. When the palm that raised the wind hit his chest, he only felt his breastbone shattered and his ribs were broken A few, even breathing is a little difficult.

"It seems that it feels good to hit someone with pure physical strength..." Zi Chuan withdrew his hand and limped towards Chen Mo who was beaten into the air.