Chapter 997: It’s Useless to Talk More.

"Fuchen is coming tonight?" Half a month is coming soon. Is Master Fuchen going to take Mu Jin and Feng Yin back to the hidden family at this time?

"I don't know, but that's what it says on the note." Mu Jin shook his head.

Wei Yuanwei looked at the words on the note carefully: "Cang Chu wrote it correctly."

"Does he want to help us when he tells us this?" Mu Jin murmured in a low voice, as if trying to figure out Cang Chu's thoughts: "Should we let us escape early? But it doesn't seem like it..."

"He's just telling us. He said he won't help us or deal with us in the future." Wei Yuanwei said in trance while looking at the note in her hand.

"I think Cangchu would rather have me accompany the princess, right?" Mu Jin guessed.

Wei Yuanwei closed her eyes gently. Now, who is at fault? Cangchu, did he do something wrong? He didn't, he just didn't have a choice.

Why doesn't he want to be a simple and pure good person?

"Hope is hope. Cang Chu said that he will not help us, but he will never harm us." Wei Yuanwei said firmly.

Looking back on every moment Cangchu had spent with her over the years, he really had too many opportunities to attack her. As he said, he could have attacked Su'er, but he didn't.

"He said that the Crown Princess committed suicide. In fact, he should understand how the Crown Princess died." Mu Jin suddenly said these words coldly.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Mu Jin in surprise: "Didn't the Crown Princess commit suicide by herself?"

"Others may not know it, but Cang Chu should know it very well in his heart. If the coup had not happened, how could the Crown Princess commit suicide? And why did the coup happen? Half of it was Mu Yan's ambition and half of them Conspiracy." The great wizard's family had been involved in this matter almost since they were born, disrupting their original life trajectory.

Mu Yan was ambitious, but he did not have enough guts and courage to stage a coup, and the initiators of all this were ultimately Cang Chu's fathers.

Moreover, Cang Chu has changed a lot about this matter, or if Cang Chu had arrived earlier, the Crown Princess and Zhu Er might both be alive.

Wei Yuanwei took a deep breath, hugged Ning Zheyan's red robe tightly, and then whispered: "You said, if Fuchen comes tonight, he will directly bring you and Feng Yin back to the Hidden World Family ?"

"I don't know. We'll find out when Fuchen comes." Mu Jin shook his head, not looking worried at all.

On a night as thick as ink, a bright moon hung high in the night sky. In the silent night sky, there were occasionally a few weeping birdsong and the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of bells came from far away, and mixed with the cold autumn wind, it gave a feeling of ringing in the air.

Wei Yuanwei, who was half asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and looked around her, but there was no sign of Mu Jin.

"Did you know I was coming?" Fuchen, dressed in a demonic red, walked towards Mu Jin with steps, his long hair like ink flying wildly in the autumn wind, and his powerful aura accompanied his steps, step by step. The force swept toward Mu Jin.

All the defenses and mechanisms of Qingming Waterside Pavilion have been removed, and it was unexpectedly easy for him to enter.

However, Mu Jin still stood in front of the corridor very calmly, smiling faintly: "You will come back sooner or later, and the organs at Qingming Waterside Pavilion cannot stop you."

"So, you're ready?" Fuchen's exquisite facial features, as delicate and soft as a poisonous snake, revealed a sinister tone.

"Yes, I know everything I should know, but I have to thank you, Mr. Fuchen. If it weren't for you, maybe I still don't know why." Mu Jin said calmly, Hua Shang, who was dressed in white as snow, was there. Under the bright moonlight, it becomes even more flawless and spotless.

That kind of leisurely and elegant temperament slowly revealed from the bones.

"You and I are just taking advantage of each other." Fuchen walked up to Mu Jin. Their figures, one red and one white, were completely reflected in the bright moonlight. The breeze blew, and their picturesque faces were particularly special. It's pleasing to the eye.

"If you take the initiative to give me your heart, I will help you take care of Wei Yuanwei and your daughter!" Fuchen's deep and sinister voice poured out from his lips.

Mu Jin gave a vain smile, as if the mirror was in vain: "Using my heart and Feng Yin's heart to sacrifice is the way to break the curse. Have you ever tested the feasibility of this method? What if it doesn't work? You open the taboo door privately But the death penalty, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Of course, I have thought of everything you can think of. As long as I can be with Yaoyao, I can give up everything I have now. I have already paved the way back." Fuchen squinted his cold eyes.

"You haven't said it yet, what if the curse is not lifted? What if the disaster will happen again? What's more, maybe you are also cursed?" Mu Jin believed that Fuchen had already explained it the day he came out of the hidden family. God has prepared all things.

Fuchen looked sideways at Mu Jin: "I won't do anything without certainty. Hundreds of years ago, a tribesman opened this door. Later, he was also cursed, and he also used this method to unlock it. Cursed."

"You mean you believe in Yaoyao very much?" Mu Jin's voice was gentle, and she was talking to Fuchen like a friend.

"As much as you believe in Wei Yuanwei, I believe in Yaoyao." Fuchen's answer was particularly positive.

"My Yili is not using me under the guise of love." Mu Jin smiled softly, as if she thought Yaoyao was not qualified to be compared with Wei Yiuli.

Fuchen seemed to sense Mu Jin's disdain for Yaoyao: "If Wei Yuanwei is also cursed, then her choice will definitely be the same as Yaoyao. Yaoyao had the attitude of using me at first, but she also loves For me, the process is not important, what is important is the result.”

"Whether she really loves you, you know it in your heart. It's useless for me as an outsider to say more. It's just that you helped Yaoyao because you love Yaoyao, or because Yaoyao gave you a child. You Do you forgive Yaoyao for what he did?" Mu Jin asked this question very sharply.

Undoubtedly, he was asking Fuchen, if Yaoyao didn't have their child at that time, would he still be so relieved?

"If I don't love Yaoyao, it will be useless even if Yaoyao gives me ten children." There are many women who want to give him children, but he may not recognize them after they give birth to them.

"So you love Yaoyao, no matter what she does, you will love her as always, and will always be firm in this idea?" Mu Jin raised her eyes and looked at Fuchen with a smile, her bright eyes, like Like the brightest star in the sky, it illuminates the heart.

"Are you trying to say that Chaoge is not my child?" Fuchen glanced at Mujin, revealing the slightest hint of coldness: "The demons and monsters have told me that you want to use Chaoge to provoke me. What’s the relationship with Yaoyao?”

"It's not about taking advantage, but Chaoge is really not your child." Mu Jin said with certainty: "Of course, if you still choose to help Yaoyao after knowing that Chaoge is not your child, it will be useless for us to take advantage of you. .”

"Why do you say that Chaoge is not my child?" Feng Yin asked, with obvious anger in his tone: "At that time, Yaoyao secretly gave birth to this child in the wild in order not to be discovered by the people in the clan. You know How much of a risk are you taking?”

Mu Jin finally understood that Yaoyao had already inoculated Fuchen one step ahead of time and used a trick to win enough sympathy.

"If Chaoge is not your child, it means that Yaoyao has been using you from beginning to end and has no love for you. But if Chaoge is really your child, then it proves that Yaoyao Yao Yao does love you. There is a big difference between the two. If you really believe what Yao Yao said unconditionally, then I don’t have to tell you what I want to say later. But I feel that no man is willing to marry someone who doesn’t. Love your own woman and raise a child that is not your own, right?" Mu Jin was telling the truth.

Generally, men will muddle along and forgive as long as they don't step on a man's bottom line, but once he does, he will definitely be blown to pieces.

And this bottom line is naturally a man's dignity.

"Haha, Mu Jin, I understand what you are thinking right now. You will die without your heart. You don't want to die, and Wei Yuanwei doesn't want you to die either. But now you have no way to stop me, so you can only start from this aspect. Even if Chaoge is my child, you must try every means to prove that Chaoge is not my child. We are all men, and you know what I care about." Fuchen said extremely viciously.

When Mu Jin heard this, he felt that he was unintentional in what he said. Yaoyao's trick on Fuchen was much more important than some so-called evidence.

"Then just pretend that I didn't say anything just now." Mu Jin lowered his eyes and looked calm: "However, I still want to know, how on earth do you know that Feng Yin and I can relieve them? The curse on you?"

Mu Jin's relaxed and indifferent expression made Fuchen feel that his emotions were excessive. If Mu Jin tried his best to prove it, he might become more determined in his thoughts.

But the more Mu Jin refused to prove it, the more he said it like this, which made Fu Chen feel unsure.

"The people of the Dragon Clan recorded it in a parchment notebook."

After hearing this, Mu Jin raised the corners of her lips: "So the sheepskin notebook is at Yaoyao's place now?"

"Why do you ask these questions?"

"I'm almost dead, you have to let me die to understand, right? Mr. Fuchen, are you so unsure of yourself that you think I can turn defeat into victory at this time?" Mu Jin said with a clear tone and a teasing tone.

The closer they get to the end, the more cautious they have to be. Who knows what tricks Mu Jin will play at the last minute?

As long as there is any flaw in this, they may miss an opportunity that only comes in fifty years.