C531 He Consumed the Holy Origin Fruit

When Feng Yimo opened his eyes, the sky had already brightened. The morning chicken had reported the dawn, and the morning light scattered over the Titan City. It was exceptionally warm. If there was no killing aura in the air, it would seem very peaceful.

"Are you awake?" Mo Qiuhui's amiable voice sounded. Feng Yimo found that Mo Qiuhui was sitting not far away from him