"I know that she is procrastinating. It seems that she still has hope for Fengyin!" Mujin once said the purpose of Yuqiao.

He has experienced extreme pain, so he also knows that the pain to the extreme is numbness!

Yu Qiao lies on the ground, covering his wound, frowning tightly. Because of the pain, a layer of cold sweat has already seeped from his back.

"The wind is singing here, but he will not save you. What he wants is your death!" After mujin finished, the soft sword in her hand had been cut towards Yuqiao's throat.

The bright red blood splashed in the air again, and Yuqiao opened a pair of eyes full of unwillingness and resentment and fell into the pool of blood, completely silent.

"Sue, it seems that she is poisoned!" When Yu Qiao died, Irene immediately held su'er and said to Mu Jin.

Mujin came to look at su'er, who was in a coma. After feeling her pulse, mujin said to Irene, "su'er is OK. I'll use my internal power to force the toxins out of her body later. Let's get out of here first!"

"Then Would you rather break your face? " Irene is held by mujin. Mujin's hand is warm, but it makes Irene feel uncomfortable.

MOJIN's eyes are a little foggy: "let's leave here first!"

Mujin just took Irene and su'er to the carriage. Before they left the hospital, mujin stopped the horse.

The night was thick, said the tree shadow woman, as if half of a thick black cloud was covering the front, thick, and it was very depressing to watch.

And in the dim night, you can see a figure standing by the flowing stream. When the wind blows, the clothes on the figure begin to fly with the wind.

The atmosphere seemed to be cold all of a sudden. The wind moved and the trees moved, but mujin and the figure seemed to be forbidden.

Sitting in the carriage, Irene holds Sue. She already feels something wrong outside, but she still dare not open the curtain to see. For fear, as soon as the curtain is lifted, she immediately shoots in with a cold arrow.

Mujin pinches the reins in her hands and squints at the figure in front of her.

I don't know for a long time, in the moonlight, the figure slowly turned around, just a pitching action, mujin has already identified that the person is the wind chant.

"Mr. Tong is dead. Who are you going to find next to solve the problem?" The voice of the wind chanting is like mixing with the stream. It's light and long, if there is any.

that voice, so that Aileen sitting in the carriage, can not completely distinguish who is who, in addition to different intonation, the voice is exactly the same.

Mujin sat on the carriage and looked straight at the wind singing in the distance.

Now their biggest difference is hair, one is silver and the other is black.

"I have developed this insect for three years. No one in the world can solve it except me!" As the wind chants, it seems that every step towards mujin seems to be very light, but the step is particularly steady.

Until wind Yin came to mujin, mujin did not say a word, two people one sitting in the carriage, one standing in front of the carriage, watching each other.

"You look at me like we just separated yesterday!" Wind Yin looks at mujin's expression, and evil brings up the corner of her lips.

"Cangchu is from your side!" Mujin's dark eyes contain too much emotion. On the surface, they look calm, but in fact, they are already turbulent.

Wind sing is a smile again: "Why say so?"

"The only person who knows that cangchu and I have changed identities is Xuanli and cangchu. Xuanli will not betray me. The only one left is cangchu!" He came here as cangchu, but Fengyin was not surprised to see him, which was clearly known for a long time.

"Interesting, you seem to forget the existence of Ning Fuyan?" The radian of the wind chanting lips continued to extend, for MOJIN's words, a completely indifferent look.

"Ning Fuyan won't sell Wei iris. Besides, he is just controlled by you. You can't get information directly from him!" MOJIN said with great affirmation.

"Cangchu is very strange. He is very deep in the city, but he always disguises himself as a simple and harmless appearance, which makes people easy to get close to. However, he has never hurt other people, and his martial arts are also very high. He has a very high talent in some aspects, but he is willing to follow Weiyuan, but he has no love for Weiyuan!" Wind Yin saw cangchu several times when he entered the hidden family.

At first glance, cangchu's character is very bright and bright, which is easy to make people feel good. On the surface, it looks very sunny, but in the heart, it is very dark.

Why can he judge what kind of person cangchu is through just a few meetings?

Because he and cangchu are the same kind of people, they are very dark people in their hearts, and the same kind of people can always easily see through others.

"He doesn't like women!" Mujin said it directly and decisively.

Wind Yin Leng Leng Leng, then nodded, seems to agree with Mu Jin this saying: "are you serious?"

"So does cangchu like you? He's helping you? " Mujin is holding the reins in her hands. She looks relaxed and unprepared with her upright posture towards the railings behind her.

The wind chant is like hearing a funny joke. Light your toes, the whole person will fall into the seat beside mujin like a flying butterfly.

Two people like a long time not seen for a long time, sitting together, talking freely.

"You should have seen the letter Xuanli wrote to you?"

"What?" MOJIN's face was a trace of doubt.

"Haven't you received it?" I was surprised by the change of wind, but I turned to smile: "it seems that I came early. It's also my fault. I should finish reading it as soon as possible, so it won't delay too much time. Xuanli said in the letter that cangchu used to be a little eunuch of Taigong, called Muzhi..."

Wind Yin words just finished, then turned to look at the side of mujin, mujin's eyes color is obviously changed.

"No impression?"

"It's the princess who named him. I don't know that little eunuch very much. I only remember that he looks beautiful and very likable. He's the red man beside the princess!" Mujin said little by little.

"Well Xuanli's letter also said that the Crown Princess and Zhu Er actually committed suicide, not homicide. In fact, you know that, just don't want to admit it! " The wind chants the light elegant like fog's Mou falls on Mu Jin's face, seems to be observing Mu Jin's look carefully.

Mujin once again pinched the reins in her hand, tightly pressed her lips, and fell into a silence.

The slightly beating eyebrows and eyes vividly depict his inner struggle.