Chapter 866 It’s Me Who Died

"Mu Jin doesn't care about the throne at all. If you hadn't forced me so hard, Mu Jin would have definitely taken me to another place to live a peaceful and happy life when he found me!" It was Feng Yin who forced them.

They could have lived a good life.

"I really don't understand what you are thinking. You have to kill Mu Jin, you have to take away Mu Jin's so-called life. You are you, why do you have to become someone else? If I were you, I would give my Life is wonderful, and I will let everyone know that I am Mu Jin’s brother. Mu Jin is very good, and I am also very good! And you, everything you are doing now is to live your life in Mu Jin. In Jin’s shadow!”

Facing Wei Yuanwei's persuasion, Feng Yin's reaction was very cold, and he said in a cold tone: "There is nothing more exciting than sitting on the throne!"

"Then just do it. You spent five years designing Mu Jin. Can't you use these five years to learn what Mu Jin did back then? Use Yun Xie's identity to hide and lie dormant. As long as you are alive, you will wait for the day when the time is right to return to Nanyue Kingdom for revenge and seize the throne. Mu Zhi's father's throne was snatched from the hands of Mu Jin's father. The name is not justified, but you are Mu Jin's. My brother, if you go to seize Mu Zhi's throne, no matter whether you succeed or not, you are just and upright!" Wei Yuanwei said word by word, trying to persuade Feng Yin's paranoid thinking.

However, after hearing this, Feng Yin just pondered for a moment, and his deep and cold eyes pierced Wei Yuanwei's eyes like a cold arrow: "You have said so much, you just want me to let you go and not threaten Mu Jin with you. And doing this will not do me any good. If I let you go back, Mu Jin will not let me go!"

"He and I are brothers, and I know what he is thinking!" Feng Yin paused for a while, and then added this sentence: "That's why I can calculate him so accurately!"

The anger on Wei Yuanwei's face deepened, and the moonlight reflected in her water-cut pupils, which were as thick and dark as ink on an inkstone: "Yes, you are brothers, or twins. It won't be long before Mu Jin..." They will know that you are the manipulator behind the scenes!"

Feng Yin twitched the corners of his lips, and his black pupils were as cold as ice: "I have been preparing for five years. This time, I will not lose no matter what!"

"Do you really think that if you control me in your hands, Mu Jin will obey your words? Zhong Lixian also used me to blackmail Mu Jin, but what will be the outcome?" Wei Yuanwei is as hard as iron, like every part of her body. Every cell is screaming.

The moonlight shone lightly on her confident and determined face.

Feng Yin laughed cruelly: "But I am not Zhongli Xian, I am Feng Yin!"

"I've never seen Mu Jin lose before!" Wei Yuanwei raised her chin high, her eyes shining with the light of stars: "I'm gone, Mu Jin will definitely send someone to find me, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Red Hidden Guard They will look for the smell on my body and find it!"

Feng Yin laughed out loud again, her opened lips were like blooming rose petals, charming but full of evil spirit: "But now Mu Jin seems to be no different from a bloodthirsty beast. He has completely lost his mind." Reason, I am afraid that he is killing people now and he doesn’t know when he will wake up. Wei Yuanwei, there is one thing you have to admit, Mu Jin is on the verge of collapse now!"

"So what are you going to do next? Let him think I'm dead, and then I'll be depressed. Then you tell him the news that I'm still alive. Just because of this news, do you want him to obey you?" Wei Yuanwei could think of nothing else. only these.

Mu Jin had withstood her death blow once, but he might not be able to withstand the second time.

However, how could someone as smart as Mu Jin honestly believe that she was dead?

Feng Yin shook his head: "Mu Jin is so smart, how could he believe that you are really dead? Now I just want him to accept a heavy blow. I will still give you back in the future!"

Wei Yuanwei was stunned. Feng Yin's tone was so calm, without any fluctuations.

But to Wei Yuanwei's ears, it felt like he had fallen into a deeper conspiracy.

"Three days!" Feng Yin raised three fingers at Wei Yuanwei: "As long as Mu Jin doesn't find you within three days, Mu Jin and everything will disappear from your mind!"

Wei Yuanwei opened her eyes wide: "What do you mean?" Her teeth chattered slightly.

Feng Yin can use poison. Is he planning to put a poison on her?

"Wei Yuanwei, haven't you already thought of it? In five years, I have cultivated new Gu!" Feng Yin's voice had just finished.

Wei Yuanwei turned around and ran away, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Feng Yin stood quietly under the breeze, letting the gentle breeze pick up the corners of his clothes and fly up in the air.

The morning glow on the horizon was as red as fire, turning the entire clean and pure white sky into crimson.

White clouds float in the sky in various shapes and sizes.

The night has receded, and people in the town are slowly waking up. The crow of cocks and the barking of dogs are mixed together.

A secret guard used light skills and came to the east courtyard as quickly as a shadow.

"Master, we are finally here!"

Mu Jin's long silver hair was scattered on her shoulders. When she heard the secret guard's words, she suddenly raised her head from the table and looked at the secret guard with a pair of red bloodshot eyes: "Who is here? Iris?"

The secret guard looked away and reported again: "It's the person Han Yue asked us to wait for in Yu Tower before!"

"Cangchu?" Mu Jin's chaotic mind went blank, unable to accommodate anything except Wei Yuanwei. He was stunned for a long time before he remembered this name.

"yes!"

He actually came at this time?

Mu Jin clenched her fists subconsciously, but Su'er, who was sleeping on the bed, woke up when she heard Cang Chu's name.

When he opened his eyes, he immediately sat up from the bed. His face, which was still awake, was full of joy, and even the soft voice became excited and excited: "My master is here? Where is my master?" "

"Su'er..." Mu Jin called out Su'er's name, but Su'er didn't seem to hear Mu Jin's cry and ran out without even putting on her shoes.

In the hall, Cang Chu, dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, stood in front of a landscape painting. His posture was as tall and straight as a mangosteen in the painting, and he was full of energy.

A pair of peach blossom eyes filled with the spring water of March looked brightly at the painting on the wall, and a ripple-like smile appeared at the corner of the peach blossom-red mouth, so gentle and quiet.

The golden sunlight falls on Cangchu's body through the trees planted in front of the door, adding a fresh and hazy poetry.