Rebirth: The Two-Faced Cook Meets the Cold-Faced King Qin

Ming Youdie approached step by step, and Gu Yuan felt like a chicken forced into a corner. Ming Youdie's eyes were full of admiration and love, but Gu Yuan just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. "What's your last name and first name?" Ming Youdie asked. Gu Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, "Gu...Gu Yuan", "Then do you know my last name and first name?" Gu Yuan raised his proud head, lowered his eyes and looked at Ming Youdie: "Why should I know your name, I just need to remember my Ning'er!" Then he turned his head and looked at Su Ning. Ming Youdie stretched out her hand and grabbed Gu Yuan's ear, asking him to turn his head back, pinched her waist, and shouted loudly: "I want Ming Youdie, Ming in Ming Youdie, You in Ming Youdie, Die in Ming Youdie! Remember it?" Gu Yuan said in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, let go... let go!" Ming Youdie let go. Gu Yuan looked at Ming Youdie: "This young master remembers it!"

"Then Mr. Gu, do you know what I feel?" Ming Youdie's voice suddenly became so gentle that it could drip water.

Facing this sudden confession, Gu Yuan blinked and said innocently, "Ms. Ming... Miss Ming, if I can't guess what you mean, wouldn't I be blind? But the problem is, even if I guess it, I have to pretend to be blind!"

Mingyoudie burst into laughter at Gu Yuan's words, but she did not give up and continued to approach: "Then are you willing to accept my feelings?"

Gu Yuan stepped back repeatedly, waving his hands: "No, no, no, Miss Ming, I can't afford your kindness!

Ming Youdie laughed out loud after hearing this. She thought Gu Yuan was so funny. She pretended to be angry and said, "Why? Is my love not worthy of you?" Gu Yuan moved to the table in the secret room. He saw a bowl of chicken soup on the table. He really didn't know how to continue talking to Ming Youdie. Gu Yuan lowered his head and scratched his head: "Well, drink... drink chicken soup!" Ming Youdie took another step forward: "Why! My beauty is not as good as a bowl of chicken soup? Aren't you afraid that I poisoned it?" Gu Yuan said seriously: "Oh, Miss Ming, you are wrong. I can digest the chicken soup, but I am afraid I can't digest your feelings!!!" Ming Youdie laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She finally understood what Gu Yuan meant. She wiped the tears from her laughter and said, "Gu Yuan, Gu Yuan, you are so funny. Well, I, Ming Youdie, am not a person who forces things. Since you are not interested, then I will take back this love. I just hope we can be friends."

Gu Yuan felt relieved after hearing this: "Oh my, Miss Ming is really a reasonable person. We will definitely be friends in the future! Come, to celebrate our everlasting friendship, let's drink this bowl... uh, no, let's give each other a high five!"

Ming Youdie looked at Gu Yuan's funny expression and couldn't help but reach out to high-five him.

At the same time, Suning untied the rope of Mitao, stood up, turned and came to Ming Youdie: "Why doesn't Mitao wake up!" Ming Youdie glanced at Suning: "I was in that courtyard these days and felt that you treated her well, so I brought her here on the day I was exposed. I was afraid that she would scream and attract others, and I couldn't protect her! Otherwise, have you ever seen anyone kidnap someone and give him chicken soup? Here! Look." Ming Youdie picked up the chicken soup that Gu Yuan drank and didn't get any! Suning asked again: "Then why didn't you return Mitao to Gu Peng on the day of exposure, but ran away?" Ming Youdie frowned: "Gu Peng, oh, you said it was the boy with good martial arts that day, because it was fun! Isn't the game of cat and mouse fun?" This Ming Youdie doesn't look like a killer at all, but more like a, like a child of a few years old,

Suning took Mi Tao and turned to Gu Yuan and said, "Take her back to the courtyard!"

Mingyoudie whispered to Gu Yuan: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't go back with her!" Then she stretched out her arm: "Here" Gu Yuan looked at her, shook his head, and left! He didn't lock her up.

In the courtyard! Su Ning and Gu Peng were in a dim room, their eyes were like two sharp blades, piercing straight at the dark butterfly in front of them. The air was filled with a tense and murderous atmosphere.

Su Ning was the first to break the silence. Her voice was low and majestic: "Ming Youdie, we know that you are connected with the Dark Council. Now, we need you to tell us everything about it." His eyes were like torches, as if he could see through all lies.

Gu Peng followed closely behind, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination: "Don't try to hide or lie, our patience is limited. Tell us the location of the Dark Council, their purpose, and your role in it."

Ming Youdie raised her chin slightly and said, "I want to see Gu Yuan. I will only tell him!" Soon, Gu Yuan came hurriedly, dressed in green, with a straight body and a handsome appearance. Ming Youdie saw Gu Yuan coming from a distance and said, "The Dark Council is a mysterious and powerful organization. I am not very clear about their purpose. I am just an insignificant member, responsible for using disguise to infiltrate the enemy and pass on information!"

Su Ning and Gu Peng looked at each other and saw the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes. Su Ning frowned and said coldly: "This is not the answer we want. Draw a map of the location of the Dark Council. This is your last chance." Gu Yuan saw that Su Ning and Gu Peng were very serious and waved his hands: "The one who can soften the tone, Miss Su, she, she is not a bad person!"

Ming Youdie's face turned slightly red: "You, are you speaking for me?" Gu Yuan glanced at her. Seeing that Gu Yuan did not respond to her, she concentrated on outlining the map.

Finally, Mingyoudie finished drawing the map. She breathed a sigh of relief and showed the map to Su Ning and Gu Peng. The two studied the map carefully with satisfied smiles on their faces. They knew that this map would be of great help to their next actions.

As night fell, Su Ning brought Ming Youdie to a clearing in the forest. The breath of the two intertwined in the quiet night, bringing an invisible ripple. Su Ning's face was as calm as water, and a resolute light flashed in the depths of her eyes. She opened her lips slightly, and her voice was low but revealed an unquestionable firmness: "Ming Youdie, I can let you go, but you must promise me that you will never reveal a single word about what happened tonight." Ming Youdie stood opposite, her figure looming in the weak moonlight, like a ghost that was about to disappear. After a moment of silence, Ming Youdie opened her red lips slightly, her voice cold and ethereal: "I promise you, I won't say a word more. Maybe we can be friends in the future!" Su Ning was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then turned and left. Ming Youdie stood quietly in place, watching Su Ning leave, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, in the secret base of the Dark Council, at the end of a deep corridor, a figure slowly appeared. That was Ying Qianji, the most mysterious killer of the Dark Council, who was notorious for his strange puppetry. His appearance came without warning, as if he had quietly condensed from the shadows. A black suit clung to his thin body, and he wore a half-mask on his face, revealing only a pair of cold blue eyes. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through all hypocrisy and lies. Ying Qianji slowly walked towards the council hall, his steps were light and steady, without any sound. Behind him, it seemed as if an invisible shadow was following, making people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. His fingers gently stroked the puppet string around his waist, which was his secret weapon to control life and death.

Inside the parliament hall, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was heavy. Ye Wuhen and Ming Youdie were sitting in the hall, and Ying Qianji's arrival made the already tense atmosphere even more depressing. He walked to the center of the hall and glanced at the two people present, as if assessing their value and weaknesses.

"Everyone," he started, his voice was hoarse and low, Ying Qianji approached Ye Wuhen and Ming Youdie, his eyes were like ice, revealing a fierce murderous intent. He roared word by word, and every word seemed to carry the force of thunder: "Ye Wuhen! Ming Youdie! You two pieces of trash, dare to be compared with me, Ying Qianji? What a joke! Your so-called unique skills are just child's play in my eyes! Ye Wuhen, your invisibility? Humph, I can reveal your true form at any time! Ming Youdie, your disguise and illusion? Hahaha, that's just a trick I'm tired of playing! The two of you together are nothing more than jumping clowns, not worth mentioning! As Ying Qianji spoke, a powerful aura burst out from his body, as if to swallow up the entire world. He waved his hand violently, and a gust of wind swept in, rushing straight towards Ye Wuhen and Ming Youdie. The two only felt a huge The pressure was overwhelming. At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the shadows. He was like the god of death walking out of the abyss. His face was handsome but cold as ice. His eyes were like a deep cold pool. There was a sharpness between his eyebrows that could not be ignored, but his entire facial contour was shrouded in a gloomy aura. His skin was as pale as snow, like a vampire who had never seen the sun, giving people a cold and weird feeling. That was Feng Wuying. Feng Wuying's long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and every strand of hair seemed to contain the power of darkness. He was wearing a black robe, and the hem of the robe fluttered gently, but there was no sound! "Ying Qianji, you puppeteer, why are you so arrogant?" Feng Jueying's voice was cold and his eyes were like knives.

Ying Qianji had a blank expression on his face. He waved his fingers lightly, and the puppets beside him immediately took attacking stances. "Feng Jueying!"