I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

Mu Linjiang's physical condition has always been kept a secret, even Wei Yi only knew about it when he exchanged information with Yin Si and others, but the masked man said that Mu Linjiang had only three months left, Wei Yi was still surprised.

"Your Excellency, you want me to thank you for your great mercy?" Wei Yi looked contemptuously, "Are you incompetent to kill the Palace Mistress, or do you want to use the Palace Mistress to profit from it? Say what you want."

The masked man paused, walked around Wei Yi twice, nodded and said: "Okay, unexpectedly the chief sword guard of your palace is silent, but the chief Su Xiao is eloquent."

Wei Yi noticed that when the masked man talked about Yin Si, there seemed to be a hint of amusement in his eyes, and he remained silent, waiting for the masked man's next words.

"Mu Linjiang's injury was saved during the Battle of Qinglei Mountain. I don't need to lie to you about this. After all, it is common sense that I should discredit the enemy. There is no need to make up a good name for him." The masked man spread out Let's start, "But do you know what those rescued people did in the end? They returned home with peace of mind, or were promoted or succeeded, and became the mainstay of the various sects that were waiting to be rebuilt. Huangdu Lingya City City Lord, Cang The head of the Yan Sect, the deputy head of the Tianshu Hall, the acting head of the Qiushui Sword Pavilion in the Yedu... Which of these sects has not received Mu Linjiang's life-saving grace!"

The more the masked man spoke, the more violent his words became, he bent down and yelled at Wei Yi, Wei Yi had to try his best to avoid it, but fortunately the masked man covered his face, otherwise the saliva would splash three feet.

"Your Excellency, are you going to complain for the Palace Master?" Wei Yi frowned at him.

"I'm just a little person who can't see the light. I don't deserve to be assigned to Mu Linjiang to complain." The masked man straightened up, "A group of people were tricked by a nightmare master, and spread around to make the various sects lose face and how to convince the public? In the end, those who went back only reported Mu Linjiangzi's false infamy. They coincidentally concealed this shocking battle, and described the Nightmare Demon Lord as a murderous evil ghost in the silent shadow. Demons, people today only know that the war started 300 years ago because of Silent Shadow City, but they don’t know that Silent Night Palace is the hero who ended the war.”

Wei Yi listened quietly, his eyes fell on his lap, and suddenly recalled Mu Linjiang.

When he first stood guard outside the Suxiao Palace, he thought it was boring to be on duty. The Suxiao guards are the palace lord's close guards, and they should always stand on the saddle for the palace lord, and stay close to each other to show the majesty of the palace lord, until he accidentally confronted Mu Lin. Jiang stood at the window looking at the flat eyes.

A fear of being choked by the throat made him drenched in sweat instantly. He almost felt nauseous, and even forgot that he was on duty and fled in embarrassment. Mu Linjiang didn't punish him, but he thought for no reason that Mu Linjiang would hang him on the city wall It was only natural for him to die in the sun. He and thousands of people misunderstood Mu Linjiang as well.

Seeing that Wei Yi was thinking, the masked man became angry and danced, "Mu Linjiang got nothing but misunderstandings and serious injuries, and even the commander Su Xiaowei who was beside him didn't know about this past, and now he wants to fight for the ridiculous The three capitals ran peacefully, losing the few lives left. The world drank his blood, ate his flesh, and survived his sacrifice to this day, but would cheer and celebrate his fall. Is it ridiculous? This is the real truth. It's ridiculous!"

Wei Yi was a little confused for a moment. He didn't know the secrets of the battle of Qinglei Mountain back then. When Mu Linjiang was working hard on the mountain, he had just joined Suxiaowei. To Mu Linjiang, it was just an illusory concept of the peak of power. , who doesn't admire the peak?

But even after protecting Mu Linjiang for 200 years, he still couldn't get close to him.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Ye Yunzhou's words, Ye Gongzi hoped that someone could peel off the inaccessible shell, and look at the real Mu Linjiang with his heart.

Mu Linjiang has paid so much, will he be disappointed because there is no return, is it worth it for these ignorant and mean people who are blinded by lies, these ungrateful people driven by interests.

"Is it worth it?" The masked man asked in a deep voice, "Are you going to let your master bleed and sacrifice for you, and become his burden?"

"I..." Wei Yi closed his eyes, and the eye sockets were a little wet and red, "What do you want me to do?"

The masked man raised the corner of his mouth triumphantly: "Tell me all the information you have learned so far, and I will let you go, so that your master doesn't have to go get the Twilight Stone to save you. We just want to get the key, and we admire it very much." Palace Master, I will not harm him."

"...Okay." Wei Yi took a deep breath, his voice trembling, "We...according to the location of the map, we found the detailed location of Yinmu Stone, but that is a topographic map and not a map of Zhoucheng Road. We have not yet determined where it is. place."

"Draw it!" The masked man was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, stepping forward to untie Wei Yi's right hand that was tied to the chair.

Wei Yi moved his wrist, frowned and hissed: "You chopped off my finger, it hurts like hell, I can't hold the pen."

The masked man couldn't help curling his lips, and shook his head resentfully: "How do you want to draw? The palace master is kind after all, the training of the guard commander is so perfunctory, this pain is unbearable."

"I can write with my left hand." Wei Yi glanced at the Qiankun bag on the waist of the masked man, and retracted his gaze without any trace.

The masked man had no choice but to let go of his left hand, took the pen and paper and put it on his lap, and even held the inkstone and said courteously: "Remember carefully, draw slowly, and I will sharpen the ink for you!"

Wei Yi thought for a moment, pressed the paper with his right hand, and began to draw with his left hand holding the brush. His upper body was almost completely tied to the back of the chair. He barely lowered his head and drew a few strokes. He drew a mountain silhouette. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he said in a low voice: "I received a sneak attack from you, and my internal injuries were heavy, and I couldn't breathe."

The masked man stared at Wei Yi inexplicably, and wanted to throw him into the death camp for retraining, but for the sake of the map, he had to open the chains on Wei Yi twice, so that he could lean down slightly.

Wei Yi moved his shoulders, continued to draw, and said while drawing: "This is a tributary of a river, starting from the snowy peak in the east, passing through a basin along the way, and then branching off..."

The masked man stood beside him, looked down at the blueprint and made a gesture with his hand, wondering how Huangdu could match up with the topographical map.

Wei Yi squeezed the brush, but the brush stopped: "I'm most not sure about this."

"Where?" The masked man leaned over to see the shadow under his hand.

Wei Yi licked his dry lips, stared at the masked man approaching a little bit, suddenly got into trouble, pressed his right hand to the back of the masked man's neck, stabbed the brush with his left hand upwards, pierced hard into the masked man's eye sockets and stirred it hard, warming it The viscous feeling spread all over the hands in an instant.

The masked man was unprepared for a scream. Even if the cultivator didn't activate his spiritual power in advance, it would be dangerous to injure his brain. Wei Yi didn't hesitate, let go and pressed the masked man on his leg to stop his cry. With a sound, at the same time, he picked up the chain on the armrest and quickly wrapped it around the masked man's neck to tighten it.

The masked man kicked on the ground and struggled, Wei Yi stretched the chain and hit his head against the armrest twice, until he stopped moving, then wrapped the end of the chain back to the armrest, let the masked man hang on the chair, He pulled out the writing brush inserted deep in his left eye, and inserted it into the right eye without a moment's pause, ensuring that his death was clean and balanced.

"Your speech was very good, and I was really touched." Wei Yi wiped the blood on his clothes, "But the first rule of Su Xiaowei is never to betray the Palace Master."

The Qiankun bag on the masked man's waist was pulled off by Wei Yi, and he drew a simple mark with his own blood. The Qiankun bag ignited a wisp of green smoke, and soon lost its effect. A pile of messy things fell on the ground. Yi bent down as far as possible, reached a medicine box, opened it, found the antidote of Hualingsan and swallowed it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, broke the chain and stood up.

He first ran to the table in the corner of the torture room, took back his Qiankun bag and saber, found the signal flare and threw it upwards. The small cylindrical cylinder exploded like fireworks, and flew up directly ignoring the ceiling.

"Ha, I said that the people around Mu Linjiang should not be underestimated. Lord Yin, your brainwashing methods are outdated, and you are just so aggrieved."

Just when Wei Yi was about to leave first, a clear female voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The woman's words were sarcasm, as if the masked person died just right.

Wei Yi heard the words "Lord Yin", showing surprise on his face, he walked back to the chair and pulled off his mask, only to see a middle-aged man in his 60s and [-]s under the mask, with a majestic appearance, but now he was more ferocious.

"The landlord of the third watch building?" Wei Yi couldn't believe it, "Master Yin killed him back then, yet he is still alive!"

"He's dead now." The woman pushed the door open and entered the room, "Looking at his aging appearance, you should know that he is at the end of his strength these years."

Wei Yi clasped the hilt of his sword to be vigilant, and saw the woman in a red dress flamboyantly, with a pretty face, Wei Yi was startled again, he felt that he was shocked too much today, so he subconsciously pulled out the sword, but the antidote had just been taken, The spiritual power has not yet been fully restored.

He saw Ying Xuanyang and Qiao Xinyue chatting and laughing in Wucheng, and he didn't come forward to disturb them due to the mission, but after watching for a while, he found that there were obviously several people watching them in the dark, and the number of ways was the same as that in front of the mountain gate. The group of assassins who attacked Mu Linjiang and Ye Yunzhou were the same.

He quietly followed these watchers to a woods outside the city, but was attacked by Yin Si's former owner, who was good at hiding his breath, and lost consciousness.

"It turned out to be you." Wei Yi frowned, but luckily the signal flare had already been sent out, "Qiu Shui Jiange Qiao Xinyue."

……

Fengyan City, a private room in a restaurant.

After Ye Yunzhou said the words, he realized that his heartbeat accelerated a lot.

The so-called as long as I am not embarrassed, you are the one who is embarrassed, Ye Yunzhou tried his best to maintain a frivolous smile, hoping that Mu Linjiang would be more shy at this time, so that he would not be so disturbed.

Mu Linjiang simply leaned on the back of the chair and relaxed, looking at Ye Yunzhou quietly, neither resisting nor moving. After watching for a long time, Ye Yunzhou actually made up a sense of affection and concentration.

He secretly calmed down, rubbed the red marks under Mu Linjiang's eyes casually, and said as calmly as possible: "Don't cover it up next time, your face will turn red. If others don't know how to appreciate it, don't care what they do."

"Is this the level of your flirting?" Mu Linjiang raised one leg leisurely, exposing Ye Yunzhou's strong outside but weak inside.

Ye Yunzhou clicked his tongue, let go of him and clapped his hands, and went back to the table to eat sullenly. The scene just now kept roiling in his mind, making him feel that the porridge was too hot, very hot.

"Let me tell you, you are a master of bigu in the Mahayana period." Ye Yunzhou took a few mouthfuls of barley porridge, couldn't bear to throw down the spoon and frowned and complained, "What's wrong with eating, do you have to order this kind of astringent and tasteless medicinal food? "

"Really?" Mu Linjiang ate naturally, "It's okay."

Seeing his appearance, Ye Yunzhou thought he had a problem with his sense of taste, took another spoonful, drank half of it with difficulty, and bit the tip of his tongue: "No, I would rather drink plain porridge. It seems that I am still a young man, and there is indeed a generation gap with you. ...I suspect that my bowl of rice is covered."

Mu Linjiang shook his head and laughed, reached out and took his spoon, took the remaining half to his lips and drank it, then put it back into his bowl: "The rice is fine, you don't like it."

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh again, like an old man who can touch the scene while reading tabloids, he said with deep emotion: "People always don't like something subjectively, and after they don't like it, they subjectively crown it crimes, in order to make one's own likes and dislikes justified."

Ye Yunzhou: "..." I'll just have porridge.

Ye Yunzhou looked at his spoon complicatedly, and suddenly had a question, so he asked casually: "Have you ever drank from other people's water bottles before, or eaten with other people's spoons?"

"Yes." Mu Linjiang responded.

Ye Yunzhou was suddenly upset, he stirred with the spoon, and asked, "Who is so lucky to be loved by the Lord of Lonely Night Palace?"

Mu Linjiang's hand stopped for a moment, staring at the hot steam of the medicinal porridge, his eyes seemed a little blank: "When I was a child, eating was not easy, and I can't remember whoever grabbed the bowl."

Ye Yunzhou froze for a moment, and then said, "You don't have to tell me about this kind of memory."

"As long as you ask, I will answer." Mu Linjiang said in that serious tone again.

Ye Yunzhou smiled and studied what other delicious porridge was on the menu. Mu Linjiang also lowered his head to drink the remaining half bowl. The two stayed in the private room until midnight, and took out the prophecy record to start Ask business.

Yin Si is in charge of investigating Wei Yi's whereabouts, and Yin Mushi can't delay the same.

Ye Yunzhou thought for a long time, and recorded according to the prophecy: "Let me do it. Although you have recovered [-]%, if this clue is really important, it will be troublesome if it exceeds the capacity."

Mu Linjiang didn't argue with him. The Prophecy Record sounds like an omnipotent magic weapon. In reality, there are many restrictions and risks. It's really tasteless: "Well, if there is a problem, I will help you."

Ye Yunzhou pressed the prophecy record with both hands, took the wrist to the sword shadow and sent it out, letting the full sword energy and spiritual power rush through the spirit veins, asking what was in his heart.

Mu Linjiang looked at the prophecy record, and saw writing slowly appearing on it.

Go downstairs and turn right, go straight for 23 feet along Changsheng Street, turn left into Haiming Road, go straight for [-] miles.

Mu Linjiang: "..."

Mu Linjiang said with a little interest: "I haven't seen a situation where a single page of prophecies cannot be recorded."

Ye Yunzhou let out a breath, his face turned pale, nearly [-]% of his spiritual power was taken away by the record of the prophecy, which made him feel exhausted. When he opened his eyes and saw the densely packed small characters in the record of the prophecy, he couldn't help being speechless: "I just ask and Chi Where is the person familiar with Shu Yu's family, just give the place name, and there is no need to give directions."

They endured the inexplicable navigation for a long time, and finally came up with the name of a small town in Huangdu.

"We'll be there tomorrow morning." Mu Linjiang put away the prophecy record and said positively.

"I think you should go to a doctor first." Ye Yunzhou suggested rationally.

"Thirty percent is enough, I don't have that much time." Mu Linjiang refused, "Didn't you already arrange it, it's not too late."

"I brought you back from the brink of a heroic sacrifice in three months, but you still don't have time." Ye Yunzhou got up and complained, "Even if the palace master doesn't have a spring festival, a moment is worth a thousand gold."

The restaurant was about to close, and Mu Linjiang's ring received a message that Yin Si had found the cultivator who cast the illusion. He had already gone out of the city to hunt him down, and it would not take long to bring him back.

He and Ye Yunzhou went downstairs, suddenly recollecting Ye Yunzhou's dissatisfaction just now, and said with a smile: "Master Ye is like a weak wife who complains that her husband doesn't have time to accompany her."

Ye Yunzhou shivered in the night wind, and said with a cold face: "Wrong, it should be the unlucky newlywed wife who complained that her husband was about to pass away and left her a widow."

"I thought you were going to refute that you are not a wife." Mu Linjiang took off a coat and put it on Ye Yunzhou, and said sharply.

Ye Yunzhou: "..." I was led crookedly!

Ye Yunzhou turned his head and smiled at Mu Linjiang, then threw him down and jumped on his sword to return to Huixian Tower.

The backyard of Huixian Building was heavily guarded. Ye Yunzhou sat in the main hall for a while. Yin Si came back before Mu Linjiang. He threw a pale man by his collar and threw it into the main hall. He asked Ye Yunzhou, "Palace Master where?"

"On the way." Ye Yunzhou replied truthfully, and then he looked at Yin Si's obviously colder face, and stared at him with a bad expression, as if he threw Mu Linjiang on the road, and the other party could get lost and freeze to death.

Mu Linjiang couldn't freeze to death, Ye Yunzhou felt that he was about to freeze under Yin Si's stare, but Mu Linjiang took a walk fairly quickly, when he stepped into the main hall, he saw the man sitting there with his neck stuck and pretending to be calm Without looking at him, the man directly asked Yin Sidao: "This is the man who brought Wei Yi's finger?"

"Yes." Yin Si lowered her head and said.

"What did I say before?" Mu Linjiang sat down on the seat Ye Yunzhou vacated, poured a cup of hot tea, and said calmly, "Cut off his right hand first."