Controlling emotions is not just what ye Qingcheng is doing.

Similarly, it is also one of fangmo's compulsory courses.

He must learn to control his emotions instead of being controlled by them in turn.

Otherwise, it is doomed not to go far.

Therefore, even if he wants to directly rush out and kill the other party, he is not doing so, but trying to calm down

It ended up killing him.

The same ending, but two different attitudes.

One will make him closer to the abyss purgatory, while the other will make him produce some wonderful resistance.

At least he doesn't have to worry about being controlled by his emotions.

Only he can control himself!

What evil emotions are drizzles. Even if these things exist, they still can't give him any effective control.

This is what Fang Mo thinks.

"Old classmate, you're doing well. So many people?" he came over and said with a cheerful smile: "I didn't expect, really didn't expect, we still have a day to get together again. By the way, where's your girlfriend?"

He seemed to have forgotten the humiliation he had given Fang mo.

More like, it has been completely forgotten.

For those unforgettable memories, it seems that for him, it is only the most common performance.

"Qingcheng, she went out to play." Fang Mo showed a smiling face. He still can't perfectly control his emotions, but he will bear it: "I don't know Gao Shuaifu, what do you want to do here? If it's to save people, I advise you to go back quickly. They don't need you to save them."

"Save people?"

Hou Zhiyi saw that under the encirclement of Fang Mo, there were screams everywhere. He shook his head and said, "no, no, no, don't get me wrong. I didn't come to save people. Since you chose to give up these people, there must be a certain reason. I'm sure I can't intervene."

"Oh, really? Then why did you just shoot?"

Fang Mo took the arrow feather in his spare time and played it casually. The arrow feather began to tremble.

"You say this!" Hou Zhiyi smiled. The moment he turned his head, his face sank, took out a sharp knife and directly killed a teenager. The position was just his neck. When the other party couldn't speak, he turned his head: "He moved his hand. I know you are different now. You should not be able to stand such stimulation, so do it directly. Do you mind?"

Looking at each other's unwilling eyes and incredible expressions.

Fang Mo knows very well that this is killing people.

But he doesn't care.

He wants to see what this guy is going to play.

And his mood hasn't been restrained yet.

But soon.

"Really? They fight and kill as soon as they meet. Gao Shuaifu is really unusual." Fang Mo smiled and calmed down again. He grabbed the knife in each other's hand.

Hou Zhiyi obviously didn't want to send out the knife, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

Instead, the knife was increasingly out of his control.

At the end, he let go of his hand.

And pretending to be very counselled, he squatted down and said, "old classmate, you robbed the knife as soon as you met. Are you going to kill me?"

"Well... Yes, no, No." Fang Mo was very flat, and his mood had almost calmed down: "let's talk about what you came to me for."

Hou Zhiyi was stunned and immediately felt that Fang Mo might be joking.

So he stood up.

He didn't know that Fang Mo was calming his mood. He patted Fang Mo on the shoulder, laughed and said, "ha ha, naturally I came to join you. Look at your team, it's a powerful one. Naturally, I want to join you. Isn't there such a sentence?"

"What do you say?"

Don't stare at each other's eyes, a piece of indifference.

Such an expression made Hou Zhiyi feel very wrong, but he still smiled and said: "of course, the strong are united. Our two teams are very strong and can at least cross in the last world. In that case, will we be stronger together? At that time, we can get more food and maybe peep into the road of evolution!"

Strong alliance?

Fang Mo's mood was still calm. He glanced at the five of the other party. No, the four of the other party shook his head and said, "your team joined me. It's not a strong alliance. It's just to come and eat. Do you have such ability?"

Why is this guy so flat?

No mood swings, curious and strange

Hou Zhiyi frowned, but it soon dissipated. He smiled and said, "old classmate, look, if you want to say it's a defection, it's even a defection. It's estimated that you've seen things in those years?"

"Well..."

Fang Mora made a long sound and felt that he had completely calmed down. He sent the knife to each other's chest, grinned and said, "that's almost it."

……

"Fool!"

"Do you deserve to be with her?"

"Look at you!"

"How long haven't you changed your clothes?"

"Can you give her happiness?"

"You can't, so you might as well give your girlfriend to me. I can bring her happiness."

"Happiness is not just money."

"Hahaha, you make people laugh, okay? Look at you now. What's the difference between you and a dog? If you choose to climb in front of me, I'll order them to continue to accept your paintings. Otherwise, your only income will be cut off."

"Cough, cough..."

"Pain? Heartache or flesh pain? I give you two choices, one is to climb in front of me, the other is never to contact Ye Qingcheng again..."

"Bang bang! If I let you climb, you really climb?"

"Rubbish!"

"Grass Mud Horse, I wanted to torture, but when I saw you, I suddenly felt that it was boring for people like you to torture."

"Continue to live by your painting!"

"Ha ha ha..."

……

……

Scenes of pictures emerged in Fang Mo's mind. He looked at the person slowly falling down in front of him and smiled: "in fact, I forgot the humiliation you gave in those years. Really, as long as you die, I can forget anything."

"You..."

"Me, why?"

Hou Zhiyi was lying on the ground with his knife on his chest. It was difficult for him to breathe: "for many years, you..."

"Yes, for many years, but do you know how I behave when I wake up from my nightmare every day? Do you know what I look like when I think I'm almost forced to eat dog shit by you? Do you know, this is my nightmare for eight years? Oh, you don't know!"

"So damn you!"