Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Cheng Feng not only spat out blood, but he also choked on it, and coughed continuously, until his face was completely red.    

It was with much difficulty that Cheng Feng managed to calm down. He glared fiercely at Chu Mo and shouted: "Xu Zhilei, I advise you to not forget where you are.    

Chu Mo's mouth raised in an arc, and his eyebrows rose: Regret? I will never regret doing anything! "    

Cheng Feng said coldly: "Even if you won't regret it, have you ever thought about Gu Wenbin? Trust me, after you and that lady leave the He Chi City, Gu Wenbin's fate will be very miserable! "    

Chu Mo nodded, and said: "Congratulations, you finally found the right method to communicate with me! Using Gu Wenbin as a threat was indeed useful! "Well, what do you want?"    

Seeing that Chu Mo had finally submitted once, a proud smile surged out of Cheng Feng's eyes as he said provocatively: "Now, you finally know how to be afraid?"    

Chu Mo shook his head, and said: "I am afraid I cannot say, I am just a bit more kind!"    

Cheng Feng sneered: "Since you care so much about Gu Wenbin, this one has a few suggestions, do you want to hear them?"    

Chu Mo's expression did not change, and casually said: "Speak!"    

A look of accomplishment flashed across Cheng Feng's eyes, and he said: "This suggestion is simple, as long as you hand over your sword, I will guarantee that nothing will happen to Gu Wenbin!"    

This was Cheng Feng's plan!    

With no other choice, Cheng Feng could only use Gu Wenbin's life to threaten Chu Mo, and make him submit!    

To be honest, Cheng Feng did not have much confidence in this plan, it was just a try. After all, even if Chu Mo cared deeply about Gu Wenbin, it did not mean that he was willing to hand over his "Holy Sword".    

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the spectating Gu Wenbin couldn't help but twitch his mouth, thinking that Chu Mo would definitely not hand over his sword.    

The reason was very simple. He was not familiar with Chu Mo, and Chu Mo did not owe him anything, so there was naturally no reason for him to give up his sword for Gu Wenbin.    

Yuezheng Hanrui shook his head and sighed, "Ah ? I was wondering what kind of good plans the Cheng Family had, but to think that it was actually such a clumsy move, it is truly disappointing! "    

Indeed, Cheng Feng's methods, were very immature!    

This kind of threat had neither strength nor strength!    

The current Chu Mo was not under any real threat at all, and had not been forced to the point where he had no way out ?    

However, it was just a fifteen or sixteen year old brat. He was still childish, so it was naturally very difficult for him to capture the hearts of others. Of course, he couldn't look forward to too much.    

The real reason why Yuezheng Hanrui sighed was because the interesting thing she was looking forward to would probably not happen again. This match would probably not start yet ? She was very clear about the importance Dragoncry Sword placed on Chu Mo, and she was even more certain that no one would give up on such a quasi-god artifact.    

However, contrary to Yuezheng Hanrui's expectations, he did not immediately reject it. Instead, he removed the Dragoncry Sword behind his back, looked at Cheng Feng, and asked: "Are you referring to this sword?"    

Cheng Feng nodded and said, "That's right!"    

Chu Mo thought for a while, then said: "Let me clarify the situation, as long as I hand the sword over to you, you can guarantee that you won't touch Gu Wenbin and his family members again?"    

Cheng Feng nodded again, and said: "Yes!"    

"Fine, since that's the case, why not give the sword to you?"    

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Chu Mo actually agreed to it, and then, with a casual toss, threw the Dragoncry Sword away.    

"Eldest Brother Chu!"    

Seeing that, Gu Wenbin was so moved that tears almost flowed out of her eyes, she never thought that Chu Mo would actually be willing to give up her beloved sword for him.    

At this time, Yuezheng Hanrui patted Gu Wenbin's shoulder, and said: "Don't be so touched yet, Chu Mo that guy's actions are never so simple!"    

Hearing that, Gu Wenbin was puzzled, his gaze following the movement of the Dragoncry Sword in the air as it flew towards Cheng Feng.    

At this time, Cheng Feng was also stunned, he did not expect Chu Mo to actually agree.    

However, seeing that the large sword was flying towards him, Cheng Feng felt both pleased and excited, as he extended his hand out to receive the Dragoncry Sword.    

"Young Master, be careful!"    

However, right at this moment, the Steward Fang at the side suddenly felt that something was amiss, he anxiously shouted out, and at the same time, turned into a Sharp Arrow and rushed towards Cheng Feng.    

Unfortunately, the Steward Fang was still a little too slow!    

Cheng Feng's palm had finally received the Dragoncry Sword!