"Do you think you can get away with it?"
"Inside the Dagan Palace, all the masters are above the fourth rank. Not to mention you, even Long Aotian would have a hard time escaping, right?"
The fake Mu Yanyun frowned when she heard this, because what Ye Feiyun said was indeed the truth.
"Then how can I trust you?"
"Believe me, isn't this obvious?"
Ye Feiyun raised his hands with a scoundrel look on his face, and then carefully pushed away the sword on his neck.
As he expected, the fake Mu Yanyun did not cause any trouble.
"call--!"
He breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, the smile on his face grew even wider. He put his hands behind his back, calmly walked to a wooden chair beside him, sat down, crossed his legs, and said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you cooperate with me, I will pretend to be dead tomorrow, and then you can leave smoothly. This way, I won't have to worry about anything happening, right?"
"Then what……?"
The fake Mu Yanyun frowned, as if thinking about something.
Ye Feiyun was not in a hurry, but just waited silently. Instead, he picked up the teacup beside him, skimmed the tea foam with the tea lid, and prepared to put it into his mouth.
With a "clang" sound, the teacup in Ye Feiyun's hand broke, and the boiling water spilled all over the floor.
"Fuck!"
"Who told you to drink?!" The fake Mu Yanyun looked angry.
Ye Feiyun smacked his lips.
This girl has such a bad temper!
Compared to the original owner, it's no worse...
But you're a fake, and you have such a bad temper?!
"I've said what I need to say. Now you can make your own decision."
Ye Feiyun was not angry. Instead, he put one leg on it and leaned his hands on the wooden chair, looking relaxed and calm.
The fake Mu Yanyun frowned and looked at it for a long time.
"Okay, I promise you." The fake Mu Yanyun frowned, turned around suddenly, reached out and inserted the sword into the scabbard beside her, but walked towards Ye Feiyun step by step with a half-smile on her face.
Ye Feiyun was so shocked by the laughter that he felt creepy inside.
"You...you...what are you doing?" Ye Feiyun asked.
"What do I want to do?" The fake Mu Yanyun sneered and slowly approached Ye Feiyun. Suddenly, before he could react, she took out a rope like lightning and tied Ye Feiyun up.
"I'm going, what are you doing?"
Ye Feiyun shouted at the top of his lungs, and then he felt dizzy and found himself tied up tightly like a dumpling.
"Fuck, you...you...you..." Ye Feiyun spoke incoherently.
"Can you still play like this?!"
"What's this special feeling?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't behave, so I tied you up."
After everything that happened last night, the fake Mu Yanyun clapped her hands and said, "As long as you cooperate honestly and do what you told me today, I will ensure that you are safe. However, if you dare to have any evil thoughts."
“Hehe~!”
The fake Mu Yanyun bent down, her eyes half angry and half smiling, and she stretched out her slender jade fingers to lift Ye Feiyun's chin, saying in a cold tone: "I will ensure that you die without a burial place."
Ye Feiyun's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't blame me. If you weren't like this, I wouldn't be at ease, would I?"
Then, the fake Mu Yanyun imitated Ye Feiyun, sitting on the wooden chair in a very formal manner, crossing her legs, and even provocatively lifted Ye Feiyun's chin with her toes.
"I've already told you, that's what happened."
Ye Feiyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his temples were throbbing.
"grass!"
I didn't expect that I would be controlled by this little girl.
But he changed his mind, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Since I've already promised to help you deal with Long Aotian, shouldn't you also do me a favor?"
"Help you?" The fake Mu Yanyun frowned, her tone hinting at a coldness.
"Yes, it's polite to give and take." Ye Feiyun nodded repeatedly.
The fake Mu Yanyun frowned slightly and stared at him with a straight gaze. The air fell into a deathly silence.
It took quite a while.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" The fake Mu Yanyun took a deep breath, with a hint of ferocity in her eyes.
"I advise you to put away all those little thoughts of yours. If you say anything indecent or nonsense, I'll pull out your tongue."
Ye Feiyun thought to himself, what is he thinking about?
But he wasn't angry, he just chuckled with a smirk on his face.
At the moment, Ye Feiyun was tied up tightly, but there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he deserved a beating.
"Go on." The fake Mu Yanyun urged.
Ye Feiyun was neither anxious nor annoyed. He sniffed and said slowly, "Now that I have promised you that I will help you escape from the Tongtian Sect after the matter is accomplished, shouldn't you tell me where Mu Yanyun went?"
joke.
After all, Mu Yanyun could be considered his fiancée, but now she had been replaced by someone else. Especially the scene he saw when he just came in, made Ye Feiyun feel inexplicably nervous.
Even he himself doesn't know why...
Just nervous...
We have to find Mu Yanyun no matter what.
If I die in such an unclear manner, where can I seek justice?
"Oh?" The fake Mu Yanyun raised her eyebrows, obviously not expecting that Ye Feiyun would ask about this.
However, she didn't say anything. Instead, she tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest and said with a smile, "Why? You're still concerned about her. Didn't I always hear that you didn't want to get married?"
"uh-huh."
Ye Feiyun was stunned, wondering how this matter got out?
He seemed to remember not telling anyone.
"Now is not the time to discuss this. I've already helped you so much, you must tell me where Mu Yanyun went."
Even Ye Feiyun himself didn't notice that his tone became a little hurried, as if he cared a lot about this matter.
Perhaps because she saw Ye Feiyun's nervous expression, the fake Mu Yanyun raised her eyebrows slightly and narrowed her eyes.
After a long while, he said, "She's dead."
These words were like thunder, exploding in Ye Feiyun's mind in an instant.
"What?"
“Dead…dead?!”
He was stunned for a long moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"I said she was dead, why are you so surprised? What, do you like her?" The fake Mu Yanyun smiled slightly, a very cunning smile, and a cunning look flashed between her eyebrows.
Ye Feiyun, who was tied tightly to the ground, blinked his eyes.
"That's not right. Why does the tone of this girl's voice…"
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