Chapter 784 Mu Jin Is Not Mu Jin

"Mu Jin, that's just your illusion. Your body is very hot now. Don't let the spirit bead control you anymore. You are uncomfortable and in pain. Don't use the power of the spirit bead!" Wei Yuanwei shouted loudly.

She finally understood why she was able to crush Mr. Fuchen again and again just now, because she was always controlling Mu Jin with the Lingzhu.

Mu Jin looked at Wei Yuanwei, her eyes were all red, and it seemed to be fading, but then Mu Jin's expression became extremely painful.

"Mu Jin, you have me and Su'er. You have endured so much pain. You have to hold on no matter what this time!!" Wei Yuanwei looked into Mu Jin's eyes and said emotionally.

Mu Jin clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out. The crunching sound of the joints came from Mu Jin's body, which was very penetrating.

The silver mask on his face cracked bit by bit, and the long silver hair behind him was flying like a snake.

"Ah..." Mu Jin roared, and in an instant, the silver mask cracked on Mu Jin's face, and the fragments flew around.

The long moon-white dress on his body was torn apart by strong muscles.

When Mu Jin opened his eyes again, the red color had become very light, and then a mouthful of blood spat out from Mu Jin's mouth, and his body fell limply.

"Mu Jin, Mu Jin!" Wei Yuanwei stepped forward and hugged Mu Jin's shaky body, asking anxiously.

"I...got the charm drug!" After Mu Jin closed her eyes, she fell into Wei Yuanwei's arms and passed out.

Wei Yuanwei hugged Mu Jin's body, feeling extremely helpless.

But then he turned his eyes again, and Fuchen's figure had long disappeared in the night.

"Master once had such a situation five years ago. His black hair turned into silver in an instant, but Master was able to completely control it. There were several times after that, but the redness in his eyes only disappeared momentarily. He was immediately controlled by the master. I don’t know why it suddenly happened like this this time!" Han Yue covered her body and walked to Wei Yuanwei with some difficulty.

Wei Yuanwei's eyes felt pain again, like needle pricks. It turned out that this was how he got his silver hair.

Five years ago, it was probably when she was swept away by the lake.

Feeling that the temperature of Mu Jin's body in her arms was getting hotter and hotter, Wei Yuanwei immediately anxiously asked someone to rush Mu Jin back to the small courtyard. She wanted to help Mu Jin detoxify!

"King, do you want to take action now?" Several assassins in solemn uniforms knelt in front of Fuchen, who was wearing a bright and dazzling dress.

Fuchen looked at the revolving lantern that had been blown out with his evil eyes. It was easy to put out the light, but it was a bit difficult to relight the revolving lantern.

"Let's go!" Fuchen's Shura-like voice was full of bloodlust and coldness.

Under the pale moonlight, the bright red gradually turned into a small red dot, and finally disappeared completely into the dark night.

Among the layers of gauze curtains, a woman's low moans came from time to time from the bed made of pear wood.

Wei Yuanxiang was lying on Mu Jin's body dripping with sweat. The hair covering her forehead was already wet with sweat. Breathing sounds of exhaustion kept coming from Wei Yuanxi's lips.

The skin like gelatin revealed a different crimson color.

Wei Yuanwei was really exhausted, but the effects of the medicine seemed not to have worn off at all.

When Wei Yuanwei turned over to get off Mu Jin, he planned to use a dagger to cut the skin and let out a little blood to let Mu Jin's body temperature drop.

The legs that were sitting on Mu Jin were suddenly held by a pair of hands.

A pair of dark eyes suddenly opened, a red light flashed quickly in the eyes, and then an evil smile bloomed at the corners of the lips.

"Mu Jin!" Wei Yuanwei murmured, with a hint of surprise in her words.

At this time, Mu Jin should not wake up, and it is impossible for him to wake up!

Then Mu Jin turned over and pinned him down.

Mu Jin's dark, scary eyes looked at Wei Yuanwei's jade body, revealing a hint of greed.

The sharp-jointed hands gently stroked every inch of Wei Liuli's skin, as if teasing her.

"Your body is so beautiful!" An evil and coquettish voice came out of Mu Jin's slightly pale lips.

Such an expression and tone were so unfamiliar that Wei Yuanwei felt a sudden chill in her heart.

Mu Jin's next possession only made Wei Yuanwei feel sick in her heart.

She suddenly understood why Feng Yin had schizophrenia, because Feng Yin also had a spirit bead on his body. When Feng Yin was most vulnerable, the spirit bead controlled Feng Yin's body, so that in the end many of Feng Yin's actions were not Feng Yin's. What Yin can control.

But now Mu Jin is not Mu Jin, but a body controlled by the spirit bead.

Wei Yuanwei wanted to push the person in front of her away, but she couldn't. She believed that Mu Jin would come back, but because he was too weak, his body was temporarily controlled by the spirit bead.

The face is still the same face, and the body is still the same body, but in Wei Yuanwei's eyes, he is no longer Mu Jin.

Because Mu Jin would not just worry about his own feelings and vent his desires wantonly on her.

Outside the window, it was dawning, and Su'er opened her eyes, then turned over and got out of bed.

I don’t know if the young master is back, if he drank while in the palace, and if he is with his mother at this time.

Su'er rubbed her eyes, dragged the clothes she didn't have time to wear in the future, and walked out of the door.

Su'er reached out and knocked on the door inside: "Mom, help Su'er comb her hair!"

Hanyue also appeared at this time, pulling Su'er to leave.

Su'er also understood something. She opened her mouth and turned around to follow Han Yue.

The closed door was slowly opened, and a long "squeaking" sound came out.

"Su'er!" Wei Yuanwei leaned out of the door and shouted weakly at the retreating figure.

Su'er turned around, and the bloodless face really shocked Su'er and Han Yue.

It was as if most of the blood in Wei Yuanwei's body had been drained, and she had lost a lot of weight overnight. She looked extremely haggard, as if she could fall down with the wind.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Su'er ran to Wei Yuanwei. Looking at Wei Yuanwei's haggard look, a hint of resentment immediately filled her dark eyes.

"Is it Young Master..." Han Yue was also very surprised when she looked at Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei looked like she had just been ravaged.

Wei Yuanwei reached out and hooked Su'er's head, whispering a few times in Su'er's ear.

Su'er nodded immediately.

"Then go and find a match for mother!" Wei Yuanwei said every word with great difficulty.

"Mother, did the young master hurt you like this?" Su'er looked at Wei Yuanwei with a stubborn look on her face, her eyes filled with mist.