So, Mu Liuyun anxiously dialed the phone number that had just called again.
However, all that came from the other end of the phone was a continuous "beep beep beep" sound, as if Lin Yaodong was mocking his anxiety and helplessness.
Time ticked by, but no one answered the phone, which made Mu Liuyun increasingly panicked.
"Little Stream, why is Little Stream involved in this?"
Just then, a familiar name reached Mu Jianghe's ears.
He curiously approached, looking at Mu Liuyun with a puzzled expression.
At this moment, Mu Liuyun was in a state of confusion and had no time to explain to Mu Jianghe the cause and effect of the conflict between him and Mu Xiaoxi. She simply said, "Mu Xiaoxi came to Beiji Village specifically to look for me, but unexpectedly, she was discovered by Lin Yaodong."
"What?! What should we do now?!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Jianghe became extremely anxious.
It should be noted that although he had not been home for two whole years, his deep affection for Mu Xiaoxi, whom he had watched grow up, had not diminished in the slightest.
Now that he knows Mu Xiaoxi is in danger, how could he not be worried?
Faced with Mu Jianghe's anxious question, Mu Liuyun sighed helplessly.
To be honest, at this moment she was also completely clueless, her heart filled with anxiety and unease.
After all, this happened so suddenly that he couldn't think of an effective solution for the time being.
He knew that Lin Yaodong was a treacherous and cunning man, and that he would never use Mu Xiaoxi to deceive him.
Since he was able to call and tell me that Mu Xiaoxi had been captured, it meant that Mu Xiaoxi and the others might be in danger.
Thinking of this, Mu Liuyun could no longer sit still. She turned to Zhang Rui beside her and said, "Brother Zhang, I can't wait any longer. I have to go there myself!"
Upon hearing Mu Liuyun's words, Zhang Rui was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After listening for a while, he finally understood that Chu Yaqin hadn't asked anyone for help; instead, she had asked Shen Lanxin and Mu Xiaoxi for help.
But what kind of help is this?
These haughty and arrogant young ladies were so useless when it came to the crucial moment, just like Wu Zetian becoming a widow and losing Li Zhi.
If you put three young girls together to face a seasoned assassin, can you fight? No, you can't. You don't have the skills, understand?
Zhang Rui frowned, racking his brains, trying to find a foolproof plan that could both ensure Mu Liuyun's safety and solve the problem smoothly.
However, no matter how hard he racked his brains, his mind remained blank, and he had no clue whatsoever.
Finally, Zhang Rui sighed helplessly, giving up on thinking further, and said to Mu Liuyun, "Brother Yun, things have come to this, you should go. But don't worry, I'll follow you from a distance!"
Even if it costs him his life, he will not let Mu Liuyun suffer any harm.
Zhang Rui frowned deeply, his eyes flashing with unwavering determination.
By this point, he knew that it was entirely his own mistake, and it would be pointless to place all the blame on Chu Yaqin.
Wang Jie, standing to the side, stared at Mu Liuyun with a worried expression, her eyes gradually welling up with tears that were about to spill out.
Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Xiaoyun... how about I go with you?"
"Xiaoyun, I'll go with you..."
Before Mu Jianghe could finish speaking, Mu Liuyun gently shook her head.
“No, Sister Wang. Lin Yaodong has made it clear that only I can go alone. If you come with me, it will not only fail to solve the problem, but will also put us in greater danger.”
"Especially the stream..."
After saying this, Mu Liuyun bit her lip hard, as if trying to give herself some courage and strength.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around without hesitation and walked out of the courtyard alone.
Seeing this, Zhang Rui quickly followed not far behind.
The two figures gradually walked away and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
The other three people who remained stood there, their faces filled with worry. They stared intently in the direction Mu Liuyun had gone, unsure of how to help him.
Now, they can only pin their hopes on Zhang Rui.
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"Rustle"
"Rustle"
In the remote and frigid Arctic village, the peaceful atmosphere was shattered by the harsh scraping of clothing against the ground. The strange noise was coming from Er Ya's small shop.
Upon hearing the commotion, many villagers stopped what they were doing and turned their curious and puzzled gazes toward it.
A moment later, three beautiful women with distinct styles slowly walked out of Er Ya's shop.
The woman at the front wore a fiery red mink coat, her figure graceful and her face as beautiful as a flower; the woman in the middle wore a snow-white down jacket, fresh and refined, like a fairy descended to earth; and the woman at the back wore a long black trench coat, her temperament cold and noble, making people dare not approach her easily.
Behind these three beautiful women was a man who was completely bound hand and foot, and was being led by a whip tied around his neck.
Like a lamb to the slaughter, they were being dragged forward mercilessly.
As for why his face couldn't be seen, it was mainly because the man was being dragged face down the whole time, so it was impossible to see his appearance clearly.
And even if you could see the face, it probably wouldn't be long before it would be worn smooth by the rough ground.
The villagers had no idea what was going on, but the powerful aura emanating from the three beautiful women kept them from approaching to ask questions; they simply discussed it from a distance.
"They are so beautiful, I want them to be my wives."
"Forget it, how could such a good girl like you? There are plenty of men better than you... like me."
"You're asking for it!"
"Hmph, come on then if you dare!"
The two young men were just chatting idly when they suddenly started fighting!
However, despite the commotion they caused, they still failed to attract even the slightest attention from the three beautiful women not far ahead.
Walking at the back of the group, Shen Lanxin was casually pulling on her whip, her gaze fixed on Lao Mo, who was lying on the ground.
A hint of impatience flickered across her beautiful face as she spoke in an annoyed tone, "How much longer is this guy going to be unconscious? When will this ever end?"
"have no idea."
Seeing Chu Yaqin shake her head, Mu Xiaoxi smiled awkwardly and said, "It's my fault for not pulling back enough. Should I just throw him into the river?"
"No, we still have to fish him out."
Chu Yaqin stared wide-eyed at Old Mo, who was being dragged along on the ground, her face full of disgust.
His already weathered face was now an even more gruesome sight, mangled and bloody from the intense friction against the rough ground.
Just now, Mu Xiaoxi's ruthlessness was beyond imagination.
Now, Old Mo's face was not only covered in blood and tears, but also a large amount of disgusting saliva. These liquids intertwined and flowed down his cheeks, forming shocking streaks of blood.
However, this is not the worst-case scenario.
Due to the severe damage, even the cotton trousers Lao Mo was wearing on his lower body were not spared. Some strange colors began to spread on them, making them look like an abstract painting, sending chills down one's spine.
One can imagine that if this weren't the extremely cold Arctic village, that indescribable stench would have already permeated the surroundings.
"A stream?"
Just as the three were about to reach the village entrance, a voice suddenly came from behind them.
Upon hearing the voice, Mu Xiaoxi turned her head in surprise.
"Brother Jianghe...who's the guy who makes stir-fried pork?"
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