Love Is Colder than Death

Jun Mohan laughed ruefully and buried his face into his hands.

Phoenix's voice occupied his head...

"Jun Mohan, how could you look down upon yourself? You are my man, the best man in the world! If you can't beat that War God, I'll beat him for you!"

"You see, this is the Mare Doom, and then they are the Thunder Doom and the Spirit Doom. You have to suffer Six Nine Thunder Doom in total, they will be more and more difficult to conquer... Remember, you can withdraw if you can't stand the suffering. Here is the Celestial amulet, put it before your chest..."

"Jun Mohan, haven't you ever fallen for me?"

"Jun Mohan, if I'm dead, will you cry for me?" "Jun Mohan--"

He couldn't see anything but a complete dark before his eyes as if he'd fallen into an endless abyss.

It was also like that he's in a swamp, surrounded by soft bondage, which made him struggle like crazy, but he was sinking deeper and deeper.

"Liquor!"

"Bring me my liquor! I want liquor... I wanna... get drunk..."

"Pa--" The glass was smashed into pieces.

Ziyan Emperor was behind his door. On hearing the noise, he was to come in, but he sighed and then opened the door.

There was a strong smell of liquor. The room was dark, in which everything was in a mess. Fragments of bottles and cans were scattered everywhere. The proud Fairy Emperor was lying on the ground, his white robe was all stained with wine. "What's this for?" Ziyan Emperor sighed, "You can't change anything as long as you lock yourself here and get drunk."

"Permanent Drunk! You have drunk all these bottles! How long do you wanna escape from the reality?"

"If you continue to be like this, you're not going to see Phoenix when you are sober!"

Jun Mohan opened his eyes. He wanted to get drunk, but he couldn't get drunk. The torn pain in his heart kept him awake all the time.

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A bitter smile appeared on his face, "Ziyan... you don't know... you just don't know anything..."

On saying that, he covered his chest with one hand, with the other hand lifting another bottle and took one gulp after another.

"Yes, I don't get it!" Ziyan grabbed his bottle and roared at him, "I just don't get it! She was with you for such a long time, but you never cherished her. Then there came a Snow! That's fine, you can choose who you like. But why you just never see what your heart truly wants? You have this Phoenix girl in your heart but you care for what Snow as if she's your true love... I just take it that you have your own purpose. Alright, you have made all these messes, and you three..." "What sad love drama are you playing right now?"

Well, that's correct. He caused all of these. He hurt Phoenix and messed up his own heart...

He felt his heart was being cut by a knife one by one until his whole heart was carved out.

It was at this moment that he was aware of how hurt it could be for one's heart.

"The one in my heart... you just said what? Who is the one in my heart?" Jun Mohan crawled from the floor, a sense of bitterness flashed in his eyes, "Phoenix? Ha, how could it be her..."

"Isn't she? If she's not the one, then why you're sad like this?"

Ziyan Emperor's words struck him like a basin of cold water.

Jun Mohan smiled bitterly, tears streamed out of his eyes, which just couldn't stop once it came out.

"Ha, ha, ha..." He laughed like crazy.

"Ha, ha, ha... That's right. The one in my heart is Phoenix. It's her, only her. She's dying so I'm so hurt. Tell me! Somebody tell me what to do... what to do..."

On seeing him behaved like this, a sense of sympathy flashed in Ziyan Emperor's eyes.

"Your Highness, she'd not dead yet. As long as she's here, we will have the chance."

"I know... I have sent my people to escort Sparrow back to the Celestial Court to inform them of Phoenix's condition. But... except for waiting for them to come here, what else could I do... what could I do..." Jun Mohan's eyes were at loss, from which tears couldn't stop falling.

A man will shed his tears when he's extremely broken-hearted.