Chapter 809 I Believe in You

"What are you talking about?" Wei Yuanwei became more and more confused. Has he really become the second Feng Yin?

But he seemed to know very well what Ning Zheyan had done and said before.

Could it be that there are two souls living in this body?

This is absolutely terrifying.

"To put it simply, it's Ning Zheyan's body and my consciousness!"

Wei Yuanwei and Mu Jin looked at each other, both seemed very confused, but then Mu Jin asked, "Who are you?"

"After you do that for me, I will tell you who I am and what my purpose is!" Ning Zheyan looked at the recruitment, her words were full of confidence, as if Mu Jin would agree He is average.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me now!" Mu Jin took her hand away from Wei Yuanwei's waist: "I heard that you are afraid of light?"

After Mu Jin said this, Ning Zheyan's expression changed obviously.

At this moment, Mu Jin's figure, like a bunch of white arrows, had arrived in front of Ning Zheyan, and a powerful gust of wind hit Ning Zheyan directly.

The fiery brocade robe and the three thousand black silks on his body instantly flew up in the dark sky, like spilled ink, drawing a rich and colorful portrait in the dark night.

At the same time, the oil-paper umbrella in Ning Zheyan's hand flipped backwards due to the strong wind, and the moonlight shone on Ning Zheyan's face at that moment.

Wei Yuanwei and Mu Jin both saw Ning Zheyan's face at the same time.

Still so evil!

The eyes are slender and slightly raised, the eyebrows are like pictures, and the lips are like grease!

Underneath the red dress is delicate skin that no teenage girl can match.

Five years have passed, and everyone is getting older slowly, but Ning Zheyan seems to stay five years ago forever, as if time has never left any trace on his body.

However, Ning Zheyan still stood there as if nothing had happened. Her slender phoenix eyes shot out a cold, evil light and said to Mu Jin, "Ning Zheyan is afraid of light, not me. I spent a lot of effort to bring Ning Zheyan back to life. You want to kill me, but you will only kill Ning Zheyan in the end!"

Mu Jin stood in front of Ning Zheyan, with two figures, one red and one white, standing under the moonlight, which attracted special attention.

Then Mu Jin's eyes fell on Ning Zheyan's exposed arm. Tiny pinholes remained on the jade-like skin. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that these pinholes have stayed on her body. A long time.

Back then, Ning Zheyan relied entirely on blood transfusions to survive, so there would be many pinholes on her hands. Perhaps it was due to the slow blood flow, or because the skin was repeatedly pricked, so some pinholes always stayed in Ning's hands. Zheyan's body has never healed.

"Do you think I would be so stupid as to stand in front of you and let you kill me? As I said, I am just a consciousness, and Ning Zheyan is just a medium to transmit my consciousness. Until now, you don't know that I am Who and what does it look like? If you really want to take action, I will never fight back, but you can still see me next time!" Ning Zheyan's slender eyes met Mu Jin's dark and deep eyes. Their eyes met.

"Mu Jin, don't kill him!" Wei Yuanwei was listening. No one who traveled from modern times to ancient times understood the meaning of Ning Zheyan's words better than her.

"Your body is indeed Ning Zheyan's!" Mu Jin lowered her eyes and said in an extremely cold voice, but the murderous aura in her body did not diminish at all.

Ning Zheyan smiled: "I didn't expect you to know Ning Zheyan's body so well!"

"You used the spirit bead to let your consciousness control Ning Zheyan's body!"

Ning Zheyan was slightly surprised: "That's half right, but not entirely!"

"You'd better not appear in front of me with your real body, I will definitely recognize you!" Mu Jin said with a cold voice.

After saying that, Mu Jin slowly turned around. When she walked to Wei Yuanwei, Mu Jin turned around again and looked at Ning Zheyan: "You set up so many traps and spared so many twists and turns. In fact, it's just You just want to take advantage of me, and you seem to be very unhappy to see me and Wei Yuanwei together, so you always try your best to cause misunderstandings between Wei Yuanwei and me!"

Ning Zheyan stood there, curling her lips towards Mu Jin, then bent down slightly to pick up the oil-paper umbrella that had fallen to the ground, and put it over her head again: "I'm really worthy of being the one I chose, as you said They’re all right!”

"Then you must not show up in your true form!" Mu Jin said in a low and sinister voice.

"So, you are not willing to help me anymore?"

Mu Jin said nothing, took Wei Yuanwei's hand and left from where he came from.

Mu Jin's attitude said everything.

Ning Zheyan looked at the leaving figures of Mu Jin and Wei Yuanwei, and slowly raised the corners of her evil lips: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you have walked into the situation I set for you. In the end, you still have to Do that for me, and you have to do it!”

"Han Yue told you?" Mu Jin held Wei Yuanwei's hand on the quiet street.

"No, I feel you will come out tonight!" Mu Jin murmured. The cool moonlight shone on the silver mask on Mu Jin's face, as if coated with a layer of white frost, and those dark eyebrows were This time it is even more profound.

"Mu Jin, actually Mr. Fuchen and I are not who Ning Zheyan said!" Mu Jin gently held Wei Yuanxi's hand, which actually made Wei Yuanxi feel a little frustrated.

Mu Jin turned her head to look at Wei Yuanwei, with soft ripples on her lips: "Can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" Wei Yuanwei suddenly became nervous.

"Is it what Ning Zheyan said every time you ran away from me? You didn't really want to escape, but you wanted to know how important you are in my heart?"

Wei Yuanwei thought Mu Jin would ask about Master Fuchen, but she didn't expect this.

Wei Yuanwei seriously thought about her feelings at that time: "The first and second times were when she really wanted to escape. The third time, although she wanted to leave in her heart, but after she really left, she still felt I'm secretly hoping that you can come!"

"Women always like to say irony, right?" Mu Jin smiled softly.

"Yes!" Wei Yuanwei nodded: "Don't you want to hear my explanation of what happened with Mr. Fuchen?"

"Explanation?" Mu Jin became curious: "There is nothing to explain. Now that you are back with me, I believe you!"

"But, are you really not curious about what happened between me and Mr. Fuchen?" It was certainly good for Mu Jin to trust her, but what she needed was Mu Jin's complete peace of mind.