Facing Yun Chaomu's question, Xiao Jue was silent for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Meng Qingge, this is a matter between the king and Mu'er. It is not your turn to comment. Do you think that just because you have known Mu'er for several years, you can speak for her?"

Xiao Jue's voice was surprisingly cold, and his tone was filled with undisguised disgust.

He really hated Meng Qingge.

He is cunning and scheming.

She repeatedly pretended to attract his attention and even threatened him with Mu'er's matter, but who did she think she was?

He threw these words away and stopped looking at Meng Qingge. He just spoke to the empty back mountain.

"Mu'er, I know you must be watching from somewhere. There has been no news from you in the past four years. Even when you returned to Kyoto, you didn't even go back to the Yun family. Are these two people your closest people now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, no one appeared except the whistling mountain wind.

Yun Chaomu looked at him in silence.

I just feel that things and people have changed.

The man whom she once loved so deeply has now become so unrecognizable.

"Xiao Jue, Yun Chaomu will not show up."

The next moment, Xiao Zhan suddenly drew out his sword and placed it across Meng Qingge's neck. "Meng Qingge, have I ever told you that I hate you?"

He said solemnly.

The disgust in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"If it were just you, I might not be sure, but Chu Ling is here."

He said.

Because they had known each other when they were young, grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and had loved each other deeply, he understood her, knew that she was sentimental, and knew that she valued Chu Ling's life very much.

There was a red spot at the corner of Yun Chaomu's eyes.

Chu Ling also looked at him viciously.

Perhaps it was because he had stabbed himself several times that day at the mansion but failed to summon Yun Chaomu's figure, which made him see clearly Yun Chaomu's resentment and hatred towards him, so he now forced her with even colder means.

"Mu'er, you should understand my personality. I belong to the number three. If you don't show up, I will cut off Chu Ling's arm. You know I keep my word."

Xiao Jue said coldly.

He was certain that Yun Chaomu was hiding in the dark.

He knew it just by looking at the expressions of Meng Qingge and Chu Ling.

Chu Ling's eyes were red with hatred. Hearing his words, she squinted her peach blossom eyes and sneered, "Xiao Jue, even if you kill me, Sister Mu will not see you. Don't you know what you did four years ago? What qualifications do you have for Sister Mu to see you? What qualifications do you have?"

"one."

"two."

Xiao Jue just had a cold face, turned the sword in his hand, and placed it in front of Chu Ling.

He was waiting for Yun Chaomu to show up.

"Come on, kill me if you can. Why are you pretending now? What do you want to see Sister Amu for? Are you worthy of seeing him?"

"three."

Facing Chu Ling's provocation and roar, he just had a cold face without any expression, and then spit out the number three.

But the mountain wind was howling and no one showed up.

"it is good."

He sneered.

There was a fierce look in his eyes.

Then he raised the sword in his hand and slashed towards Chu Yan's arm.

"Xiao Jue, stop it!"

Yun Chaomu only shouted, but how could Xiao Jue have her in his eyes? The sharp sword tilted, only reducing the force a little, but it still cut through Chu Ling's clothes, leaving a bloody mark.

"madman!"

Yun Chaomu's eyes turned red and she cursed angrily. She ignored the shadow guards surrounding her and immediately attacked Xiao Jue. Her moves were fierce and full of anger.

"The daughter of the Meng family committed treason and tried to assassinate the king. Capture her on the spot!"

he said coldly.

His shadow guards immediately rushed up and subdued Yun Chaomu, making him unable to move.

There was a destructive coldness about him.

"Xiao Zhan, if you dare to hurt her, I will fight you!"

Chu Ling roared angrily.

Fu Zhao also frowned, and he said, "Prince Han, by treating Miss Meng like this, are you going to openly become an enemy of Prince You?"

"Heh... Fu Zhao, are you trying to scare me with my seventh brother?"

He asked with a sneer.

Looking at the man in front of him, his eyes became even colder, "You see clearly, I detained Meng Qingge today because she tried to assassinate me."

"Also, if anyone dares to stop me from looking for someone today, I will show no mercy, even if it means the Jade Emperor comes!"

Swish!

The sword was raised again and pointed at Chu Ling's heart.

"Mu'er, why don't you come out? You don't care about my life anymore, so you don't care about Chu Ling's either?"

The mountain wind is howling, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.

The next moment, he raised the sword again. He knew that only in this way could he force Mu'er out.

"stop!"

Yun Chaomu couldn't bear it any longer and roared angrily.

Those cold and clear eyes were filled with hatred.

Chu Ling shook her head at her, trying to stop her from speaking. Fu Zhao narrowed his eyes and saw everything.

Xiao Jue's face was pointing at Chu Ling. In the next moment, he would be able to cut his flesh again.

Yun Chaomu struggled and threw away the person who was holding her, "Let go!"

The mountain breeze blew her hair. She looked at him with hatred, "Xiao Jue, don't you want to see Yun Chaomu? I'll tell you where she is."

Xiao Jue frowned, staring at her with a pair of cold eyes, "Speak."

Today, no one can stop him from seeing Yun Chaomu.

"Meng Qingge..."

Chu Ling shook his head and called her name, but did not dare to call her "sister".

Yes, Yun Chaomu had many plans and wanted revenge, but they were definitely not based on Chu Ling’s pain.

In fact, at this point, it is time to put an end to this matter.

She dug up her own bones and buried herself.

However, on the day when he was burying his body, he was surrounded by Xiao Jue and forced to reveal his whereabouts.

Okay, don't you want to know where Yun Chaomu is? Do you want her to see you?

"Xiao Jue, she is far away in the sky, but she is right in front of us."

she said.

It's a double entendre, but it's full of irony.

Xiao Jue narrowed his eyes, showing cold anger and impatience, "Meng Qingge, I don't have much patience. You'd better explain yourself clearly, otherwise I can't guarantee that you can get down the mountain alive."

The voice was cold, a threat and a warning.

Yun Chaomu sneered, and then continued, "Xiao Jue, you have always wanted to see Yun Chaomu. Except for me, no one knows where she is. You use this method to force her. I also tell you clearly that it is useless."

As Yun Chaomu finished speaking, Xiao Jue's eyes became even colder and crueler.

Then I heard Yun Chaomu continue, "I originally wanted to tell you everything you wanted to know on the day of the Peach Blossom Banquet, but who knew you would be so anxious. Well, then I will just tell you the truth today."

"But there is a prerequisite, Xiao Jue, you have to bring Yun Hongzhi and Yun Qianqian here."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

"Meng Qingge, what are you doing? Do you think I will believe you? Or are you trying to stall for time and wait for someone to rescue you? I'm telling you, no one will come to rescue you. You have to speak here or die."

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