Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Mu Xinfeng, whose surname is Mu, isn't he you..."

"The owner of the island is kind to me. He once gave me a surname and a name. I dare not forget my identity. This is why I brought you here. Yu Fuchen, I want you to kill Mu Xiyue."

Mu is still surnamed Mu.

Yu Fuchen couldn't figure out what kind of love and hatred there was between these two men and a woman, and he was dumbfounded the moment all the speculations came to his mind.

"You are the one who entrusted Tingyulou to assassinate Elder Xiyue, right? What's the reason?"

The other party stared at the person frozen in the forbidden area, pondered for a long time, and then asked back: "Do you need any reason?"

Without going into details, it can be seen that Mu Xinfeng, who lost his power, was imprisoned by Elder Xiyue. Controlling the island owner made her power continue to grow. Taking this opportunity to attack dissidents, the half-dead island owner became Mu Lingxi's only one lurking beside Elder Xiyue. With his spiritual support, what he was waiting for was the chance to defeat Elder Xiyue.

Yu Fuchen didn't dare to confirm Mu Xinfeng's life or death, and after staring at it for a long time, he didn't see Mu Lingxi intending to explain.

"Is he... still alive?"

"If the body is still alive, it is alive. If the heart is damaged, it is no different from death."

This answer was ambiguous, which made Yu Fuchen even more puzzled.

"Island Master of Trade Wind and Elder Xiyue are biological brothers and sisters. Back then, the Island Master did not hesitate to become a demon when he practiced Jiuyin to Evil Poison, just for Jiuyin to have a place in Shenzhou and not have to be detained in the South China Sea. But Mu Xiyue coveted the Island Master. He has been in a high position for a long time, and he framed the island owner to go mad, causing him to sleep until now. I don’t know if the island owner can wake up, but I believe that he will not give up the leaderless Jiuyin.”

Perhaps facing the old man would evoke too many memories and reluctance, Mu Lingxi looked away and couldn't bear to look any more, his fists trembled slightly, and the strength almost crushed the elixir in his palm.

"The arrival of Feng Zhinan disrupted my plan. I must speed up the process and take Xiyue's life, otherwise your master will lose his life."

"Why did Xiyue target Master, he is not enough to threaten Jiuyin at all."

"It's been a long time since Mu Xiyue wanted to get Nether Ghost Eyes, don't you know..."

Seeing Zongjie gesticulating behind Yu Fuchen with his teeth and claws gesticulating to prevent him from going into details, Mu Lingxi guessed that Yu Fuchen hadn't noticed anything unusual, so he quickly changed his words: "Forget it, act as soon as Xiyue hasn't noticed, and don't mention the island to others. Remember the situation of the Lord."

Yu Fuchen is not a person who likes to ask questions, especially for passers-by. He turned around and left with Zongjie without even looking back.

Fortunately, the terrain of Jiuyin Island is not complicated, and the two found a remote corner to rest for a while. Yu Fuchen tore a cloth to wipe the poisonous blood oozing from the wound on his neck. : "Do you and my master have any shady secrets?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"You were full of hostility towards him when we first met, but today you just ignore me. I have reason to suspect that you have plots against him."

Zong Jie sighed, knowing that telling the truth would only increase trouble, even if he felt guilty about it, he had to put the task first.

"Stop talking about that, your mission is to assassinate Elder Xiyue, what's your next plan?"

"Mine? Could it be that Yun Wuyu treats him differently?"

"When you get rid of Xiyue, you also need to obtain Rebirth Gu from her. This is my task, but I can see that the old woman who is with her is very difficult, so I will restrain her actions, and you will take the opportunity Let's do it."

Sometimes it's boring to think too thoroughly. Yu Fuchen always dismisses the planned future without any suspense, and turns a deaf ear to the kind reminders from others, and responds with an extremely perfunctory "ummmahahahah", In fact, what I think is how unexpected.

All the way to Elder Xiyue's dormitory, the dead night was illuminated like daylight by the lights. Her magnificent residence is comparable to the temple, but the decoration on the outer wall is inlaid with gold and jade, so luxurious!

Seeing that Zongjie's ears were red at some point, Yu Fuchen, who was born with a vicious and playful heart, said to tease, "Maybe later I will see a half-hidden beauty out of the bath~"

The innocent young man was so ashamed that he wanted to get into the cracks in the ground, and quickly covered his mouth, for fear that he would say any more unsavory words.

Seeing that Zong Jie was hesitant and lost the courage to approach, Yu Fuchen was calm, not afraid of being caught in the act, and very naturally rolled into the window, rubbing his eyes that had not yet adapted to the darkness.

The inside of the palace is much darker than the outside world, and the faint light coming in through the pavilion windows is not enough to illuminate the entire space, and it looks weird everywhere.

Zongjie followed closely behind him, gesticulating silently: "Why are your movements so proficient? You can't be..."

"I always turn the window of my master's room, I'm used to it."

"..."

But the young man was still innocent, and he didn't think of the crooked place. Anyone with a discerning eye saw Feng Changhuan's thin body that could be blown down by a gust of wind, and he could think that the servants in front of and behind the bed were serving soup and medicine, not that there was no one on the bed or under the bed. Stop tossing.

Yu Fuchen looked forward, pushing away layers of gauze covering his eyes, a little impatient, always feeling that Elder Xiyue's city would never sleep alone in the palace without any precautions.

But along the way, there was not even half a guard. Thinking about the characteristics of Jiuyin Island's sect, coupled with the strange touch felt by his fingertips, Yu Fuchen was terrified and forced to stop, with a layer of white sweat.

This kind of cold without a trace of warmth, and the numbness brought by the slight tingling all the way up, from the knuckles to the wrist bones, the arms, and then his scarred shoulders.

At this moment, Zong Jie also noticed something strange. He could hear small and chaotic soft noises coming from all directions. When he took a closer look, he saw that there were poisonous insects crawling towards the two of them densely all over the ground. He was so frightened that he instinctively drew out his two swords to protect himself.

"Don't waste your energy, you might be able to get a whole body if you catch him obediently. Yu Xingzhi, you are so wicked. I'm really worthless for Feng Changhuan. I've been smart for a lifetime, so why did I raise you as an idiot apprentice."

With a snap of fingers, the hall immediately lit up the lights, and the sudden light made it difficult for the unsuspecting two to adapt for a while, so they had to close their eyes and listen quietly.

The more so, the more frightening the sound of reptiles running across the ground. When she opened her eyes again, Mu Xiyue was already standing in front of Yu Fuchen, covering her pretty face with a smile that was not a smile. The layer of gloom made her look even more vicious.

"You are self-inflicted and unable to live, what have you got to do with my master?"

"Oh? That's not what he said today. He humbled himself in front of me and begged me to let you live. He was very humble. Even if I wanted him to sacrifice his life, he was willing."

Yu Fuchen suddenly felt uneasy, if it wasn't for the poisonous scorpion entrenched on his shoulders and neck that made him dare not act rashly, when Luan Dao made a move at this time, Mu Xiyue would have been killed by the sword.

"What did you do to him? How could the always noble master bow his head?"

"That's true. I'm also puzzled by this question. You might as well ask him yourself, what made him willing to make such a sacrifice, and even surrendered to others with Nether Ghost Eyes?"

Yu Fuchen's chest froze, his breathing stopped suddenly, his mind went blank, and he couldn't comprehend the meaning of this short paragraph.

Until Mu Xiyue took out the Nether Ghost Eyes and held them in the palm of her hand with magical control, the familiar blood-colored eyes appeared in front of her eyes again, but they were dull and lifeless. Without the eyebrows and eyes that should belong to that person, they became strangers.

But that was indeed Ghost Tong, that's right, it was that person, and it was Feng Changhuan's price for bearing the pain for the rest of his life with his life.

"What... did you do to him?"

Yu Fuchen lost his strength and knelt down on the ground. Looking at his empty hands, he seemed to see a pair of ghost claws soaked in blood.

"It's not me, it's his own willingness. Maybe you should ask yourself what ability he has to protect him with his life. You must know that he who has no spiritual power is equivalent to losing the instinct to establish a foothold in the world, and he who has no ghost pupils will lose his instinct." It’s because he lost the last bargaining chip to shout at others, and it’s safer for him to stay on Jiuyin Island, so why are you pushing so hard?”

As Mu Xiyue spoke, it rained with pear blossoms.

She was born extremely beautiful, just one look can make people fascinated and moved, and the pearls and jade in her eyes have a charm that I still feel pity for.

Normally, even a elm-head like Yu Fuchen would feel a little bit of pity, but in the face of a villain who plays tricks and plays with people in the palm of his hand, not only has no heart of repentance, but shows off, he just Quick after wanting to get rid of.

Mu Xiyue was too conceited, overestimated her own strength, and underestimated Yu Fuchen's affection for Feng Changhuan, so when she saw the coldness in the man's eyes, she was stunned for a moment, so that she was afraid of his next attack. Can't dodge.

Luan Dao is the blade for killing, Yu Fuchen became murderous and went straight to Mu Xiyue.

Although the other party is a woman who has occupied the power of Jiuyin Island for many years, she is not a simple character. This blow did not hurt her life, but only scratched the flesh of her right arm.

However, the desperate Yu Fuchen's blow was not fatal, but Mu Xiyue killed him. The black scorpion resting on his shoulder pierced the poisonous needle deeply into Yu Fuchen's carotid artery, and the toxin infected his wounds. The blood vessels around the place became pitch black.

The Gu worms that Mu Xiyue personally fed were extremely poisonous, and within three steps, Yu Fuchen spat out a mouthful of black blood, the scene in front of him was blurred and upside down, and he fell into a situation where he was on the verge of losing consciousness again.

Fortunately, he was well prepared to run the pure yang technique in his body, forcing out a mouthful of poisonous blood, and when he regained consciousness a little, he got up and slashed at Mu Xiyue again.

"Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart. The next move will take your life."

Mu Xiyue wiped the corner of her mouth and laughed wildly, "Heh, yellow-mouthed kid, you're not ashamed to speak out, you forgot that I still have..."

"I can't save you, even the king of heaven, Mu Xiyue, it's time for you to die."

After saying that, Yu Fuchen raised his hand and chopped off again.

However, the light of the knife passed by, but the wicked woman's head fell to the ground.

It turned out that there was one person standing sideways in front of Mu Xiyue, holding the Luan Saber tightly with both hands, dripping blood from the sharp blade, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

Shocked, Yu Fuchen blurted out: "Master??!"