Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1029

"I had a dream before. That dream was very real and scary, and it was made not long after Ning Zheyan's death. Everyone had appeared in their dreams, but only Mu Jin did not appear." Wei Yuanwei then told Cang Chu about his previous dream.

"What do you think this dream foreshadows?"

Cang Chu seriously listened to the dream that Wei Yuanwei had. And after so long, Wei Yuanwei still remembered the details of the dream.

"You said that in this dream, everyone had appeared, but Mu Jin did not?"

"Yes, there's still the Su'er, since everyone close to me has appeared."

"What do you think this dream means?" Cang Chu withdrew his limpid eyes and slightly opened the corner of his lips as he looked at Wei Yuanwei.

"I think that this dream already prophesied that Mu Jin would leave me. You, Baili Qingcheng, and Feng Yin have all appeared, and even the people from Prime Minister's Mansion are present, but only Mu Jin hasn't." Wei Yuanwei's tone was somewhat calm, but underneath the calm was hidden a slightly agitated and impatient feeling.

Cang Chu's lowered eyes slowly dimmed, but the curve of his lips slowly lifted upwards. He was not smiling, but instead feeling fear.

"The dream began the day before you were married, when you died." Cang Chu carefully looked at Wei Yuanwei's expression. Even though Wei Yuanwei's expression was trying her best to maintain her calm, the instant her eyes tightly locked, as well as the change in the muscles on her face, all of it showed that Cang Chu was right.

"But you are alive again." Cang Chu continued, but the expression on Wei Yuanwei's face told him everything.

"So from then on, you are no longer Wei Yuanwei, right?"

Wei Yuanwei looked at Cang Chu in shock. Qing Yan was shocked, shocked and surprised.

"Yes, the real Wei Yuanwei is already dead, and my name is Ai Lin." After a long while, Wei Yuanwei finally said: "What else did this dream tell you?"

"Borrowing a corpse to repay a soul? Are you trying to borrow a corpse to pay me back my soul? " The moment Wei Yuanwei admitted it, she also widened her eyes.

What he had said before was just speculation. The dead were reviving, but they had become someone else. He could only imagine that this was a fact.

"Tell me, what else did this dream tell you? I want to know the result, will Mu Jin die?" However, Wei Yuanwei did not have the time to explain all of this to him.

But Cang Chu was unwilling to speak of it, and even the expression on his face changed.

"Tell me. Tell me, is that it?" The more Cang Chu didn't say anything, the more Wei Yuanwei thought he guessed right.

Just as Mu Jin had told her, even though they had to separate, he still had feelings for her.

And she naturally also had very deep feelings for Mu Jin.

"This dream probably has two meanings. The first is just as Xuan Li said, you don't belong here, so you have to return to your original place. As for whether or not you dream of Mu Jin, it's very likely that Mu Jin left with you, and the other meaning is that …" Cang Chu paused for a while.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a sound coming from the vortex gate.

The originally quiet little Qing Pool began to ripple one after another. In the end, more and more ripples started to appear, gush out like a spring. Soon after, a person appeared from within the little Qing Pool, one after another.

Wei Yuanwei and Cang Chu immediately went silent and looked nervously in the direction of the little Qing Pool.

In a short while, dozens of people had walked out from within the little Qing Pool. When Fu Chen, who was dressed in the maroon colored plate brocade robe, walked out from within the little Qing Pool, the two of them became even more spirited.

Not long after that, Yao Yao wearing a light purple brocade dress also walked out from the small Qing Pool.

The surroundings were still quiet, but the sounds of the water splashing against the rocks and the water dripping onto the rocks were exceptionally clear in this silent night.

When Cang Chu saw Fu Chen coming out, he subconsciously pressed a few acupoints on his and Wei Yuanwei's chest, so that Fu Chen wouldn't be able to sense their auras.

When someone walked out from the Qing Pool with two gunny sacks, Wei Yuanwei knew that the contents of the gunny sack was definitely Mu Jin and Feng Yin.

After the two gunny sacks were carried to the sh.o.r.e, Fu Chen immediately instructed: "Take out all of their Life Xiao Spirit Orbs."

After that, the two gunny sacks were opened, revealing Mu Jin and Feng Yin, who had a head of silver hair and a head of black hair.

At this moment, both of their eyes were open, and their consciousness was clear. But now, it was difficult for them to even move a finger.

Just like that, Feng Yin could only watch helplessly as his own Soul Pearl was taken away. Once it was taken away, it would signify that they would not be able to escape from the underworld clans even if they managed to escape.

And this underworld clan seemed to have formed an invisible cage.

The Lifeless Xiao Spiritual Bead became the key to open the cage.

The gouged wounds on his body, the blood that flowed out made Hymn's consciousness more clear-headed. The pain stimulated his nerve endings, causing his immobile body to gradually react.

His hands, which hung powerlessly on both sides of his body, unconsciously tightened slowly, then tightened again.

When it was Mu Jin's turn, Mu Jin spoke to Feng Yin instead, "If you don't have the Lifestyle Pearl, you won't be able to leave the underworld clans and your dream of becoming an emperor will also be completely shattered."

Mu Jin's tone was neither fast nor slow, and the corner of his lips curved up in a light yet elegant smile.

Feng Yin's originally expressionless face suddenly flashed with a trace of ruthlessness and chills. He gritted his teeth and pulled back the corners of his lips, revealing an extremely vicious expression.

"Look at what you have lost, for the rest of your life, even if you had to pay with your life, you still can't get it. So what if you have the royal bloodline flowing in your body, this is called the same mother having different lives, I am Mu Jin, the blood that flows in my bones is also Mu Jin, even if I die, I am still Mu Jin, this can't be changed, and the name Feng Yin has long been carved into the depths of your soul." Mu Jin frowned slightly at the little bit of pain he felt when he took the Life Xiao Spiritual Bead out from his body, but his tone was still calm, charming and lazy.

"Mu Jin is infuriating Feng Yin." Wei Yuanwei whispered, what happened after angering Feng Yin?

Was it just a psychotic attack of the hymn?

Could it be that Mu Jin wanted to use this opportunity to counterattack?

As Feng Yin listened to Mu Jin's words, his expression became more and more vicious, and his sense of reason was slowly dispersing from the depths of Feng Yin's eyes.

"I am Mu Jin, I am Mu Jin …" Feng Yin repeated this sentence again and again. Each time he said it, his tone became more serious. The veins on his face became clearer.

In the darkness, Mu Jin slowly poked the blade in his hand into Feng Yin's acupoints. With the stimulation from his acupoints and mental stimulation, Feng Yin would wake up very quickly.

"Hold him." Yao Yao sensed that something was amiss with Feng Yin, she immediately ordered as her bewitching eyes seemed to hold a trace of fear.

When Feng Yin's spirit flared up, it was very scary.

However, it was already too late. Feng Yin roared angrily as he stood up from the ground. His tightly clenched hands emitted the sound of bones rubbing against each other. In an instant, the veins on the back of his hands bulged out as well.

"If I kill you, I will become Mu Jin." Feng Yin's expression was as vicious as a lion's, and it caused people to feel a chill in their hearts upon seeing it.

As he said that, he punched towards Mu Jin's head, he looked like a wild man with immense strength.

Anyone could die, but Mu Jin could not.

Immediately, a few guards stepped forward in an attempt to stop Feng Yin, but they never thought that at this moment, he would be even more difficult to deal with than a ferocious beast.

Before they could even touch Feng Yin's clothes, they were a.s.saulted by the strong wind coming from his body. Those who went to stop him immediately fell to the ground.

When the others saw this, they immediately drew their sabers and stepped forward.

Right now, Feng Yin could be said to have gone crazy, his mind only thinking of killing Mu Jin.

And anyone who got in his way was going to die.

Mu Jin just sat there and raised his head, indifferently looking at the berserk Feng Yin, there were several times when the wind from his palm was about to hit his skull, but he was stopped.

The more he watched, the more he lost control of his mind, and the louder the commotion became.

Fu Chen immediately took action, and started a fierce battle with Feng Yin. The biggest characteristic of the berserk Feng Yin was that he was fearless, as if he was jumping to his death, his way of thinking and the power of his techniques also changed, as though every single move of his had to be deadly.

For a moment, Fu Chen and Feng Yin's figures were tightly entangled like snakes, and it was difficult to separate them. Their movements were as fast as lightning, and every single move was fatal.

In order to quickly end the battle so that the nearby guards would not be discovered, the rest of the guards immediately joined in.

Although Feng Yin was in a berserk state, and his martial arts were high, but under Fu Chen's and the other guards' attacks, he was clearly at a disadvantage, and the sword on his body had cut many wounds.

Normal people would all stop at this moment, and Fu Chen and the rest did not really want Feng Yin's life.

But Fu Chen was not a normal person now.

Even though he was injured to such an extent, he had no intention of stopping.

It was as if he was a death soldier who had taken some kind of medicine and was unable to feel any pain. His mind was extremely excited.

When Feng Yin once again attacked towards Feng Yin, his entire body seemed to be restrained by something, and the palm that was about to hack him down suddenly stopped moving.

The black iron fan in Fu Chen's hand had already pierced into Feng Yin's abdomen.

In that instant, the wound on his abdomen flew out.

"Fu Chen." Yao Yao immediately shouted, how could Fu Chen kill Feng Yin at this time.

Perhaps the wind hymn was still useful.

Fu Chen coldly pulled out the black iron fan from Cang Chu's abdomen. Fresh, viscous, fresh blood dripped down from the bottom of the fan as the cold and fierce voice spoke.