Chapter 1816: Chapter 1814: You Love to Chat, I Love to Laugh

When he finally couldn’t hold on any longer, he suddenly slammed on the brakes.

His body seemed to be ablaze, with the Spiritual Fire on his forehead flickering as if it wanted to leap out, yet suppressed by something.

Chu Chengfeng hadn’t expected things to be this severe.

Nor had he anticipated that the consciousness of Chu Chengfeng, living in this era, would be so tenacious.

At a moment when he was completely unguarded, it began to bite madly.

At this point, a fierce fight is inevitable.

Chu Chengfeng’s expression gradually turned cold, filled with murderous intent, yet carrying a desire for liberation.

If the heat on his body were tangible, his clothes would have been burned by now.

Chu Chengfeng opened the car door, staggering through the snow-covered fields.

In the winter, the northern land was truly winter, covered by snow and devoid of everything.

He had been to the south; by this time, the south was already lush and green.

But fortunately, it was this icy and snowy north.

Unable to control any longer, he had to sit down on the snowy ground.

Chu Chengfeng’s expression was as chilling as this vast snowy field.

No more wishful thinking; Mo Li and Chu Chengfeng could never coexist peacefully; one must consume the other.

Now he no longer had time to think about who would remain?

Because his body seemed about to explode, Chief Mo Li used all his strength to desperately suppress Chu Chengfeng, who was aiming for mutual destruction.

Indeed, he sensed it now, this Chu Chengfeng was already insane, not fighting for the body, but seeking mutual destruction.

In other words, if this body explodes, it will not have Nirvana, and naturally, the Phoenix Clan’s Clan Leader would also disappear forever.

The previous two times, Chu Chengfeng didn’t think this way; why was it different this time?

He had no time to ponder.

He wasn’t afraid of death, having lived long enough, dying didn’t matter, but he couldn’t die now, with so many unresolved issues, dying without clarity, he was unwilling.

Gradually, time passed, and it was exceptionally quiet here because he drove on a small road; there were no vehicles passing by, let alone lighting.

Apart from the light reflected by the pristine snow, only the cold moonlight from the sky enveloped him.

He didn’t know how much time had passed; the moonlight remained chilly; with the temperature low, it was as if the car was frozen, but the man sitting in the snow opened his eyes slowly.

The snow around him for three meters had melted, with him sitting on a stone.

Having approached, it was astonishing to find that the stone seemed to emanate a trace of heat.

As he opened his eyes, a peculiar gleam flashed through them.

He appeared calm, yet in the depths of his dark eyes, turbulent waves were surging.

He wasn’t dead.

Mo Li wasn’t dead either.

Chu Chengfeng hadn’t disappeared.

His body still existed, and strangely, their memories had merged and now formed a complete whole.

Subconsciously lifting his wrist to check the time, but the watch on his wrist was gone, likely melted earlier; fortunately, his skin remained intact.

Inside, his sweater in places had been burnt with large holes, hanging in tatters on him, looking quite disheveled, while his outer coat remained intact.

Glancing up at the moonlight, if he guessed right, it was already three in the morning.

He didn’t die here; he was lucky.

Had it not been for his high Cultivation level, he might have been a heap of ash, or frozen into an ice pillar.

In a few more hours, daylight would come.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He remembered everything, including the memories sealed by his Clan Leader father.

He and Liu Ling roughly grew up together.

But their childhood and youth weren’t together; Liu Ling was brought by his stepmother; strictly speaking, she was a bit older than him.

Their relationship was ordinary, without any romantic feelings, but the Clan Leader father liked Liu Ling, and at that time, he was obedient, so it was naturally accepted.

Actually, everything was just like that.

If Sima Xiaowen hadn’t appeared in his life.

But fate is so miraculous; Elder Sima sent Xiao Wen to the Divine Land due to some enemies he had to deal with.

The little girl’s cheerful and lively nature quickly made her bond with others in the clan, always surrounded by a group of little companions wherever she went.

He envied her, always standing quietly in front of the palace in the Divine Land, watching that delicate figure.

He had never lived as carefree and joyful as Sima Xiaowen.

From birth, he was destined to accept all arrangements.

Learning, cultivating, including the fiancée arranged by his father.

Everything was preordained; he only needed to remember his identity as the future Clan Leader, remember what he should and shouldn’t do, follow the steps, and then become a competent Clan Leader, like his father.

He hadn’t achieved Nirvana; he was still an eighteen-year-old youth, yet calm and composed, praised by all.

Until one day, he couldn’t hold back any longer, standing in the loft of the grand hall, using the Lifebound Spirit Fire unique to the Phoenix Clan’s Clan Leader, he burned the treasure that Sima Xiaowen had just acquired.

In the instant after the burning, he regretted it.

Because he saw the little girl’s smile freeze on her face, followed by an immense fury.

The little girl accurately found his hiding place, rushed up like a storm; he could have easily dodged back then, being far more advanced in Cultivation compared to the young Xiao Wen.

But he hesitated, dumbfounded.

In a daze, he watched the little girl stand before him like a flame, then grab him and pin him to the ground, truly giving him a good beating.

Guilty of his actions, he had never encountered such a situation before, momentarily at a loss, even forgetting to resist.

By the time the guards rushed up, he was already beaten black and blue by Sima Xiaowen.

The little girl was still angry, plus she was strong, during the fight, she had even knocked out one of his teeth.

When the guards pulled Sima Xiaowen away, he realized.

Truly embarrassed and annoyed, instinctively feeling he had lost face.

He remembered how he lost his composure, acting recklessly, even furiously scolding Sima Xiaowen, "How dare you!"

This statement usually carried great intimidation.

Especially since he was the Young Clan Leader, Sima Xiaowen’s actions were considered an insult to his superior.

But it was beyond ridiculous to make such a statement with a missing front tooth.

With Sima Xiaowen’s personality, how could she possibly hold it in?

The little girl, still angry, burst out laughing, bending over with laughter, unable to straighten up...

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