Chapter 551: Do You Think I Am Really Wei Yuanxi?

"Magnet?" Baili Qingcheng repeated Wei Yuanwei's words and said doubtfully: "Can a magnet tell the direction?"

This seemed like a big joke to him.

"Of course, because this world is a huge magnetic field!" Wei Yuanwei looked at Baili Qingcheng, knowing that even if she said it, Baili Qingcheng would not understand: "These magnetic fields come from the rocks and rock formations underground. As long as Where there is a magnetic field, there must be a direction, so the direction of the compass will keep changing! It is similar to the compass you use, and its principle is the same..."

"Then how do you know this?" Many of what Wei Yuanwei said made Baili Qingcheng sound incredible, and he had even never heard of some words.

"Of course from the textbook, I also learned the compass from the textbook, and I also learned my plastic surgery skills from the teacher!" Even though Baili Qingcheng is wearing a mask on her face, she knows the beauty of Baili Qingcheng's face. It must be full of doubts.

She just makes him doubt, the more the better, because people are always afraid of something unknown. The more she makes herself unpredictable and difficult to guess, the less Baili Qingcheng dares to do anything to her. And it also allows her to verify whether her guess about Feng Yin is true.

"Wei Yuanwei, you have lived in the stable of the Prime Minister's Mansion since you were a child. It was not until you married Mu Jin that you truly became a person. Have you forgotten who you are?" Baili Qingcheng said coldly, His eyes became darker and darker.

Wei Yuanwei raised the corners of her lips, raised her eyes with twinkling eyes, and said mysteriously: "Do you think I am really Wei Yuanwei?"

When Baili Qingcheng heard this, she couldn't help but move when she was standing in front of Wei Yuanwei, and then even her face changed. Then she slowly straightened up and kept a distance from Wei Yuanwei: "Then who are you? Hiding in the world. The pretender in the family?”

"It seems that you are very afraid of the Hidden Family? Unfortunately...I am not!" Wei Yuanwei tilted her head and looked at Baili Qingcheng, her unstained red lips raised slightly.

She seemed to appreciate Baili Qingcheng's alert and surprised expression.

"Then who are you?" Baili Qingcheng glanced at Wei Yuanwei's face for a few times and didn't see any flaws.

"Or did you deliberately lie to me? You have been with Mu Jin for so long. If you were not Wei Yuanwei, how could Mu Jin not notice it!" Baili Qingcheng thought of this and became convinced of this.

"Mu Jin didn't know Wei Yuanwei at all more than ten years ago. He only met Wei Yuanwei when Wei Yuanwei got married. How do you want him to find out whether I am Wei Yuanwei?" Wei Yuanwei said a little funny. With.

"So that means that the real Wei Yuanwei is already dead, and you just had plastic surgery to look like Wei Yuanxi. You... prepared so much, what is the purpose?" Baili Qingcheng felt more and more as she talked. Confused, and even felt that Wei Yuanwei was a mysterious existence.

If she pretended to be Iris Mamoru from that moment on, it must have been a one-chome affair.

"She is dead, but..." Wei Yuanwei lowered her head and looked at her body. When she raised her head again and looked at Baili Qingcheng, her cold eyes were full of evil charm and mystery: "She The body is still alive!”

When Baili Qingcheng heard Wei Yuanwei's words, her expression changed in vain. Almost at the same time, a word suddenly jumped into Baili Qingcheng's mind: Resurrection from a dead body!

"You...are saying that this body belongs to Wei Yuanwei, but the soul does not?" When Baili Qingcheng said this, he felt that his body was radiating chills.

Someone in their Tiansha Pavilion has specifically studied the method of resurrecting a person's soul through the body of another person.

However, this experiment has been carried out for ten years, but it has never been successful.

"That's right!" Wei Yuanwei stretched out her hand and lifted Baili Qingcheng's shoulder. With the strength of Baili Qingcheng, she stood up from the bed with a mysterious smile on her face.

Baili Qingcheng's hands hanging on both sides of her body were clasped tightly, and her black pupils were looking at the seemingly seductive Wei Yuanwei in front of her.

"Do you think I will believe your words?"

"Tiansha Pavilion is so powerful. Pavilion Master, you can ask someone to investigate. Although the Prime Minister's Mansion no longer exists, this matter has only been a year or two. With the Pavilion Master's ability, if you want to know what happened back then, you should Is it easy? And there are always people in the Prime Minister's Palace alive!" As long as Baili Qingcheng goes to investigate, he will definitely fall into her trap.

Because everything she said was true.

The veins in Baili Qingcheng's tightly clenched hands were bulging, and even his breathing became heavy in an instant.

"If I guess correctly, the Pavilion Master and I should be about the same age!" Wei Yuanwei looked at Baili Qingcheng's tense face and continued: "The Pavilion Master should be twenty-six or seven this year, right?"

"Wei Yuanwei, don't act mysterious in front of me!" Baili Qingcheng pushed the approaching Wei Yuanxio away, and her voice was extremely cruel: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Kill me?" The smile on Wei Yuanwei's face disappeared from the corner of her mouth in an instant, and she looked at Baili Qingcheng with a sinister expression and a hint of mockery: "You only killed this body, and not not me!"

"What do you mean?" Baili Qingcheng's words were extremely heavy.

"There are so many people in this world, people are born every day, and people die every day. When this body loses its temperature and breathing, I will be resurrected in another body. You don't know who I am, but I Know who you are!"

"I can become another person in the next second. This person can be a man or a woman!" Wei Yuanwei said with a sneer, looking sideways at Baili Qingcheng.

With a "block" sound, the sword in Qian Mo's hand suddenly reached Wei Yuanxi's neck. The sharp blade was close to Wei Yuanxi's skin, drawing a very thin blood mark on the delicate skin. It seemed that as long as Qian Mo exerted a little force, , Wei Iris's entire head will be cut off from her neck.

However, Baili Qingcheng held Qian Mo's hand tightly, preventing Qian Mo from making any further moves.

"My lord, she is obviously talking nonsense. In this world where life and death are orderly, how can there be such a thing as resurrecting a dead body?" Qian Mo's cold eyes were as cold as a cold cellar for thousands of years, without any emotion.

"You get out first!" Baili Qingcheng pressed Qian Mo's hand down hard, then looked at Wei Yuanwei, who was sitting on the bed with an extremely calm expression, and said.

Qian Mo looked at Wei Yuanwei, then at Baili Qingcheng, and put away the long sword in his hand with some reluctance.