Chapter 1030 That Dream
"I had a dream before. It was very real and terrifying. It was just after Ning Zheyan died. Everyone appeared in the dream, but Mu Jin did not appear." General Wei Yuanwei said before I told Cangchu about the dream.
"What do you think this dream portends?"
Cang Chu listened carefully to the dream Wei Yuanxi said, and after so long, Wei Yuanxi still remembered the details of the dream.
"You said that in this dream, everyone appeared, except Mu Jin?"
"Yes, not even Su'er. Anyway, everyone close to me has shown up."
"What do you think this dream foreshadows?" Cang Chu narrowed his clear eyes and slightly opened the corners of his lips to look at Wei Yuanwei.
"I think this dream has foreshadowed that Mu Jin will leave me. You, Ning Zheyan, Baili Qingcheng, and Feng Yin all appeared. Even those from the Prime Minister's Mansion appeared, but Mu Jin was the only one who appeared. Didn't show up." Wei Yuanwei's tone was a little calm, but her slightly excited and eager mood was still hidden under the calmness.
Cang Chu's lowered eyes slowly became dim, but the curve of the corners of his mouth slowly raised upwards, not in laughter, but in fear.
"This dream started the day before you got married, which means you died at that time." Cang Chu looked at Wei Yuanwei's eyes carefully. Although Wei Yuanwei's expression tried his best to maintain calm, his eyes were still there. The moment of tightening and the changes in the muscles on his face all showed that what Cang Chu said was right.
"But you are alive again." Cang Chu continued, but the expression on Wei Yuanwei's face told him everything.
"So from that moment on, you are no longer Wei Yuanwei, right?"
Wei Yuanwei looked at Cangchu in surprise. Qingyan's eyes were filled with shock, surprise, and surprise, and most of them were incredulous.
"Yes, the real Wei Yuanxi is dead, and my name is Irene." After a long time, Wei Yuanxi finally said, "What else did this dream tell you?"
"Borrowing a corpse to bring back a soul? Are you borrowing a corpse to bring back a soul?" The moment Wei Yuanwei admitted, Cang Chuyi's eyes widened even more.
What he said before was just speculation. The dead were resurrected, but they became another person. He could only think about it, but he never thought that this would be a fact.
"Tell me, what else did this dream tell you? I want to know the result. Will Mu Jin die?" However, Wei Yuanwei no longer had the time to explain this to Cang Chu.
But Cang Chu was unwilling to say anything, and even the expression on his face changed.
"Tell me, tell me, is this the case?" The more Cangchu didn't say anything, the more General Wei Yuanwei thought he had guessed it right.
Just like what Mu Jin said to her, although they were going to separate, he still had feelings for her.
And she naturally has deep feelings for Mu Jin.
"This dream probably has two meanings. One is as Xuanli said, you don't belong here, so you have to go back to your original place. As for you not dreaming about Mu Jin, it is very likely that Mu Jin went back with you. Yes, there is another meaning." Cang Chu said and paused.
Just as he was about to say something, there was movement from the side of the Whirlpool Gate.
The originally quiet small clear pool began to ripple one after another, and finally there were more and more ripples, gushing out like spring water. After a while, a person emerged from the small clear pool, one after another.
Wei Yuanwei and Cang Chu immediately stopped talking and looked nervously in the direction of Xiaoqingtan.
In less than a while, dozens of people walked out of the small clear pool. When Fuchen, who was wearing a crimson brocade robe, walked out of the small clear pool, the two of them were even more energetic.
Not long after, Yaoyao, wearing a lavender embroidered skirt with one-piece collar, also walked out of the small clear pool.
The surroundings were still quiet, but the sound of rushing water and the sound of water dripping on the stones were particularly clear in this silent night.
When Cangchu saw Fuchen coming out, he subconsciously tapped a few acupuncture points on his and Wei Yuanwei's chests to prevent Fuchen from noticing their auras.
When someone walked out of the clear pool carrying two sacks, Wei Yuanxi knew that the sacks must contain Mu Jin and Feng Yin.
After the two sacks were carried to the shore, Fuchen immediately ordered: "Take out all the zodiac beads on them."
Then the two sacks were opened, and Mu Jin and Feng Yin, who had silver hair and black hair, revealed their elegant and beautiful faces from the sacks.
Both of them had their eyes open at the moment and their consciousness was clear, but now it became difficult for them to even move their fingers.
Feng Yin just watched helplessly as the zodiac spirit bead on his body was taken away. Once the zodiac spirit bead was gone, it meant that even if they escaped, they would not be able to escape from the hidden family.
And this hidden family seems to have formed an invisible cage.
The zodiac spirit bead has become the key to unlock this cage.
The open wounds on his body and the blood flowing out made Feng Yin more conscious. The pain stimulated his nerve endings, causing his immobile body to gradually react.
The hands hanging helplessly on both sides of the body were slowly and unconsciously clenched, then harder, and then harder.
When it was Mu Jin's turn, Mu Jin said to Feng Yin: "Without the zodiac spirit pearl, you will not be able to leave the hidden family, and your dream of being an emperor will be completely shattered."
Mu Jin's tone was unhurried, and the corners of her lips curved in an elegant arc.
Feng Yin's originally expressionless face suddenly flashed with a trace of fierceness and chills. He bared his teeth and pulled the corners of his lips evilly, giving him a very vicious look.
"Look at what you have lost. You can't get it in your whole life, even if you sacrifice your own life. So what if you have the blood of the royal family flowing in your body? This is called the same child but different lives. I am Mu Jin. The blood flowing in my bones is Mu Jin. Even if I die, I will still be Mu Jin. No one can change this, but your Feng Yin name has already been engraved deep in your soul." Mu Jin. Facing the slight pain when the zodiac spirit bead was taken out of her body, Jin frowned slightly, but her tone was still so calm, evil and lazy.
"Mu Jin is irritating Feng Yin." Wei Yuanwei whispered, what happened after irritating Feng Yin?
Is it just because he wants Feng Yin to have a psychotic episode?
Is it possible that Mu Jin wants to fight back at this time?
After listening to Mu Jin's words, Feng Yin's expression became more and more fierce, and reason was slowly dissipating from Feng Yin's eyes.
"I am Mu Jin, I am Mu Jin..." Feng Yin said this sentence over and over again. Every time he said it, his tone became more serious, and the veins on his face became more and more clearly visible.
In the darkness, Mu Jin slowly poked the blade in Feng Yin's acupuncture point. The stimulation of the acupoint and the mental stimulation made Feng Yin wake up quickly.
"Hold him down." Yaoyao noticed something was wrong with Feng Yin and immediately ordered, with a trace of fear in his charming eyes.
Feng Yin is very scary when he has a mental attack.
However, it was still too late. Feng Yin roared and stood up from the ground. His clasped hands made a "crunch, crunch" sound as the bones rubbed against each other. In an instant, the veins on the back of his hands popped out.
"If I kill you, I will become Mu Jin." Feng Yin's fierce look like a lion made people feel terrified.
As he said this, he already punched Mu Jin's Tianling Gai with his fist. His posture was like that of a powerful savage.
Anyone can die, but Mu Jin cannot die.
Immediately, several guards stepped forward to stop Feng Yin, but they never expected that the mentally ill Feng Yin would be even more difficult to deal with than a ferocious beast.
Before Feng Yin could even touch Feng Yin's clothes, he was hit by the strong wind emanating from Feng Yin's body from bottom to top. Those who tried to stop him immediately fell to the ground.
When the others saw it, they immediately drew their swords and stepped forward.
Feng Yin could be said to be going crazy now, and the words "kill Mu Jin" were all on his mind.
And anyone who stands in his way will die.
Mu Jin was sitting there, raising his head and looking at the frantic Feng Yin indifferently. Several times, Feng Yin's sharp palm wind was about to hit his Tianling Gai, but he was stopped every time.
Seeing Feng Yin's spirit becoming more and more out of control, the noise he made became louder and louder.
Fuchen simply took action and had a fierce battle with Feng Yin. The biggest characteristic of Feng Yin who was in a frenzy was that he was fearless. He seemed to be jumping to death. His thinking mode and the strength of his moves also changed greatly. Almost every change will kill people.
For a moment, the two figures of Fuchen and Feng Yin were tightly entangled like snakes, inseparable. Their movements were as fast as lightning, and every move was fatal.
In order to resolve the battle quickly without being discovered by nearby guards, other guards immediately joined in.
Even though Feng Yin was in a frenzied state and his martial arts skills were high, he was clearly at a disadvantage under the attack from Fu Chen and other guards, and had many wounds on his body from the swords.
Normal people would stop at this time, and Fuchen and the others didn't really want Feng Yin's life.
But who makes Fuchen not a normal person now.
Even though he was injured like that, he still had no intention of stopping.
Just like a dead soldier who has taken some kind of medicine, he can't feel pain and is very excited.
When Feng Yin attacked Feng Yin again, his whole figure suddenly seemed to be restrained by something, and the palm that was about to be split into pieces stopped moving.
I saw that the black iron folding fan in Fuchen's hand had been inserted into Feng Yin's abdomen.
And in an instant, the wound on the abdomen splashed out.
"Fuchen." Yaoyao shouted immediately, how could Fuchen kill Feng Yin at this time.
Maybe Feng Yin is still useful.
Fuchen coldly pulled out the black iron folding fan from Cang Chu's abdomen, and bright red blood dripped thickly from under the fan bone. Hanlie said in a cold voice: "You deliberately angered Feng Yin and made him Psychotic."