C295 He Zhilan (1) (1/2)
”No!”
Tang Xialan cried out in alarm, as he reached out to grab at Chu Mo, wanting to save him.
Of course, the person she wanted to save was not Chu Mo, but Chu Mo's Dragoncry Sword!
Unfortunately, Chu Mo had jumped too decisively, and without any hesitation at all, he jumped off the cliff and fell into the bottomless abyss.
Tang Xialan was still a little unresigned, or perhaps, could not believe his own eyes!
She had never seen anyone jump off a cliff like that!
Walking to the side of the cliff, Tang Xialan looked down. The endless Black Abyss was shrouded in clouds and dark wind, making it impossible to see the bottom, let alone the shadow of a person.
”He really jumped?”
Tang Xialan stood there for a long time without uttering a single word!
She did not understand!
Why?
Why bother?
Isn't it good to be alive?
Of course it's good to be alive!
Only, Chu Mo didn't think he had the chance to live!
Towards Tang Xialan's killing intent, Chu Mo could feel it very clearly. This Young girls did indeed want to snatch the sword, but after snatching the treasured sword, she would definitely go for the kill with Chu Mo.
Since he was going to die anyway, then Chu Mo might as well choose a way to die!
To die by jumping off a cliff, at least not obtaining the Dragoncry Sword from Tang Xialan, would allow him to die a little happily.
However, death by jumping off a cliff was a process of death. It was not something that could be accomplished just by saying death!
After all, the cliff was very high. Falling from it would take a long time.
At this time, Chu Mo was in the middle of falling down the cliff, listening to the wind howling by his ears, and watching the white clouds fly upwards, Chu Mo finally experienced the feeling of flying before he died.
However, this kind of flight was very hard to bear.
Not to mention the fact that he knew he was going to die, the wind in his ears was like a knife, scraping against his face and he was in extreme pain.
The descending speed became faster and faster, and the friction between Chu Mo's Clothes and the air produced a burnt smell.
”Damn it, it's so hard to even die!”
At this moment, Chu Mo actually felt like dying a little earlier!
This taste of waiting was truly torturous.