Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 551

"Magnet?" Baili Qingcheng repeated what he said, puzzled. "A magnet can determine direction?"

To him, this was a huge joke.

"Of course, because this world is a giant magnetic field!" Wei Yuanwei looked at Baili Qingcheng, and knew that even if she said it, Baili Qingcheng wouldn't be able to understand: "These magnetic fields come from the underground rocks and layers, as long as there is a magnetic field, there must be a direction. It's about the same as the compa.s.s you all use, and so is his theory as well … "

"Then how do you know all this?" Many of the things that Wei Yuanwei said sounded inconceivable to him, and she had even never heard of some of the words before.

"Of course it's from the textbooks. That compa.s.s was also learned from the textbooks. Furthermore, my plastic surgery was also learned from the teachers!" Even though Baili Qingcheng was wearing a mask, she knew that Baili Qingcheng's face was filled with suspicion.

The more she caused him to doubt, the better, because people would always fear something unknown. The more she made herself unable to fathom, the harder it was for Baili Qingcheng to do anything to her, and the more difficult it was for her to verify whether her conjecture about Feng Yin was true or not.

"Wei Yuanwei, since childhood, you have lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion's stable, and only after marrying Mu Jin did you truly become a single person. Could it be that you have forgotten your own ident.i.ty?" Baili Qingcheng said coldly, and the expression in his eyes became even darker.

The corner of Wei Yuanwei's lips curled up as her watery eyes flashed, and she mysteriously said: "Do you really think I'm Wei Yuanwei?"

After Baili Qingcheng heard these words, his body that was standing in front of Wei Yuanwei moved, and even his expression changed. After that, he slowly stood up and kept a distance from Wei Yuanwei: "Then who are you? "An impostor of an underworld clan?"

"Seems like you are really afraid of the underworld clans?" What a pity … I am not! " Wei Yuanwei tilted her head to look at Baili Qingcheng, and her unblemished red lips slightly rose.

It was as if she was very fond of Baili Qingcheng's alert and strange expression.

"Then who the h.e.l.l are you?" Baili Qingcheng scanned Wei Yuanwei's face a few times, but did not find any flaws.

"Or did you lie to me on purpose? You were by Mu Jin's side for so long, if you weren't Wei Yuanwei, how could Mu Jin not have detected it! " When Baili Qingcheng thought of this, his heart was once again a.s.sured of this point.

"Mu Jin didn't even know Wei Yuanwei ten or so years ago, and he only knew Wei Yuanwei when she was married. How do you want him to find out if I am Wei Yuanwei?" Wei Yuanwei said while laughing.

"That means to say that the real Wei Yuanwei has already died, and you are only in the shape of Wei Yuanwei now. What is the purpose of all these preparations? " The more Baili Qingcheng spoke, the more confused he felt. He even felt that Wei Yuanwei was an enigmatic existence.

If she had been disguising herself as Wei Yuanwei since then, then it must have been with a motive in mind.

"She is dead, but …" Wei Yuanwei lowered her head to look at her body. When she raised her head to look at Baili Qingcheng again, her clear and cold eyes were filled with a sinister and mysterious light, "Her body is still alive!"

When Baili Qingcheng heard these words, his expression suddenly changed. Almost at the same time, a word suddenly popped into Baili Qingcheng's mind: Borrowing a corpse to repay a soul!

"You … That the body is Wei Yuanwei's, but the soul is not? " When Baili Qingcheng said this, he could feel his body emitting waves of coldness.

There were people in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion who had specifically researched how to use corpses to return souls. It was to let one person's soul be revived through another person's body.

However, this experiment had been carried out for ten years and had never succeeded.

"That's right!" Wei Yuanwei reached out his hands and wrapped them around Baili Qingcheng's shoulders, following that, Baili Qingcheng used all the strength in his body to stand up from the bed, smiling mysteriously.

Baili Qingcheng clenched both of his hands tightly, his black eyes staring unblinkingly at the bewitching Wei Yuanwei in front of him. Boom!

"Do you think I would believe you?"

"The Heavenly Demon Pavilion is so powerful, you can send someone to investigate it. Although the Prime Minister's Mansion no longer exists, it's only been a year or two. With the Pavilion Master's ability, it should be easy for her to find out what happened that year, right? Furthermore, there will always be people living in the Prime Minister's Mansion! " As long as Baili Qingcheng went to investigate, he would definitely fall into her trap.

Because what she said was true.

Baili Qingcheng clenched the veins on his hands tightly, even his breathing became heavier in an instant.

"If I'm not wrong, I should be around the same age as Pavilion Master!" Wei Yuanwei continued to speak as he looked at Baili Qingcheng's tense face. "Pavilion Master should be twenty-six or twenty-seven this year, right?"

"Wei Yuanwei, don't you dare lie to me!" Baili Qingcheng pushed the approaching Wei Yuanwei away and spoke with an extremely ruthless voice. "Aren't you afraid that this reputed one will kill you?"

"Kill me?" The smile on Wei Yuanwei's face instantly faded from the corner of his mouth, and he turned back to look at Baili Qingcheng with a sinister and vicious expression, ridiculing him, "What you killed was only this body, not me!"

"What do you mean?" Baili Qingcheng's words were extremely heavy.

"There are so many people in this world. People are born every day, and every day, people die. When this body loses its temperature and breath, I will be revived on another body. You don't know who I am, but I know who you are!"

"I can become someone else in the next second. This person can be a man or a woman!" Wei Yuanwei laughed coldly as he looked at Baili Qingcheng obliquely.

With a "Block" sound, the blade in Qian Qian Mo's hand landed on Wei Yuanwei's neck. The sharp blade stuck closely to Wei Yuanwei's skin, drawing an extremely thin line of blood on her tender skin.

However, Baili Qingcheng actually tightly gripped Qian Mo's hand, preventing his from making any other movements.

"My Lord, she's clearly spouting nonsense. This world is organized by life and death, how could there be a matter of borrowing a corpse to return the soul?" Qian Mo's ice-cold eyes were like a thousand year old cold cellar, without any sort of emotion.

"You go out first!" Baili Qingcheng said as he fiercely pressed Qian Qian's hand down, then looked at the extremely calm face of Wei Yuanwei who was sitting on the bed.

Qian Qian looked at Wei Yuanwei, then looked at Baili Qingcheng, and sheathed the longsword in his hands with some unwillingness.