Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 979

Only when they arrived at a quiet place did Feng Yin's figure stand under the moonlight.

"You said that you would give me the antidote every month." Mu Jin came to Feng Yin's side and said indifferently.

It had been over ten days since the last month, but Feng Yin still had not appeared.

Feng Yin wordlessly threw a bottle of pills at Mu Jin, "How could I be so foolish as to deliver the antidote to your military camp and wait for you to catch me?"

"So you just waited for me at the palace?" Mu Jin held the bottle in his hand.

Ten-odd days ago, Wei Yuanwei had already left with Ning Zheyan, because a month had already pa.s.sed by that time. Once again, Wei Yuanwei had forgotten who he was, and she left abnormally resolutely.

Of course, how could Mu Jin let Wei Yuanwei leave so easily? It was only when Ning Zheyan had spoken a few words to him that she allowed Wei Yuanwei and Ning Zheyan to leave.

"Of course, after you settle the internal strife in Northern Desert State, you will definitely return to Southern Mountain State." Feng Yin turned around, and the moonlight shone on his face; it was spotless, but his pair of pitch-black eyes were especially evil, and could tell at a glance that he was different from Mu Jin.

"At that time, we had agreed on a time limit of one month, but you delayed it for such a long time. How do you want me to believe that you will let Wei Yuanwei off when the time comes?" Mu Jin instantly became sharp and gloomy.

It was as if a layer of dark cloud had suddenly appeared, causing the air pressure to be very low.

"You didn't do anything good for me, so why should I give you the antidote for a month? Only if you do a good job will I give you the antidote on time." Feng Yin snorted coldly, as if he had guessed that Mu Jin was using this method to stall for time.

"Do you know why the hidden families want to help you?" Mu Jin swept a glance over Feng Yin's body and changed the topic.

Feng Yin disapprovingly said, "It's their business whether they help me or not. Whether I return the favor or not, it's my business. In this world, I'm the only one who can control others. No one else can control me."

Feng Yin said this confidently, but he didn't know that he was already in someone else's chess game.

Mu Jin sarcastically looked at the overconfident Feng Yin, "What you said at the beginning was correct, the people of the underworld clans wanted you to deal with me, but they definitely wouldn't let you kill me, because you and I are Sacrifices s that they have chosen, so that they can remove the curse on their bodies."

Mu Jin said each word seriously and carefully, and her expression made people have no choice but to believe it.

After Feng Yin heard this, he let out a cold snort, "Mu Jin, stop playing tricks on me. I have never grown up in the Southern Mountain State.

"When the day of the sacrifice comes, we will all have to die. When you believe it, it is already too late, their plan was to continuously fuel the conflict between us, causing us to kill each other, but they did not let us die. They just waited for the day of the sacrifice, and then they would offer us up as Sacrifices." Mu Jin's every word was resounding and powerful.

However, there was no trace of wavering on Feng Yin's face.

"But we are fine now. Even if I want you to die, that will be five years later. At that time, I would be the king of the Southern Mountain State, or even the king who rules over the three countries. Who can do anything to me?" Feng Yin spread open his hands and looked at Mu Jin contemptuously, his expression filled with arrogance and conceit.

"There's less than half a month left, and that's before they received Sir Fu Chen's help. They don't need to do that anymore, all they need to do is to keep an eye on us, and when the time is up, bring us to the hidden families to offer sacrifices to us." Mu Jin said coldly, with ridicule in his eyes.

Feng Yin suddenly looked at Mu Jin, "Mu Jin, you really know how to make up stories, even Young Master Fu Chen made them up."

Feng Yin had visited the underworld clans before, so he knew that Sir Fu Chen was an influential person in the underworld clans.

"Since you know Sir Fu Chen, then you should also know that Sir Fu Chen has always had a woman he loves. That woman is called Yao Yao, which is also the descendant of the Great Mage, she and her clansmen have been suffering from this curse, so they have been planning this whole time. At the beginning, they were very weak, but now, with Sir Fu Chen, the situation is different.

Mu Jin had always been calm as he talked to Feng Yin, but Feng Yin's att.i.tude had disappointed Mu Jin.

A few years ago, Feng Yin might still be able to maintain his clarity of mind, but right now, he was completely immersed in his thousand years of work. He imagined that five years later, he would become Mu Jin, unify the three nations, enter the annals of history, and become the most famous emperor in history.

Feng Yin didn't listen to him at all.

"Mu Jin, I don't have time to listen to your story here. Everything is progressing in the direction that I want you to go. Should we temporarily give up our grudges and deal with the underworld clans together? Ha, will I believe you? "After you get rid of the people from the underworld clans, you will deal with me. I know what you are thinking." Feng Yin walked in front of Mu Jin and said hoa.r.s.ely, the veins on his forehead and neck were popping out from excitement.

Many people would be temporarily blinded by the benefits in front of them. Feng Yin was unwilling to believe all of this, because he was unwilling to allow other matters to ruin his thousand year career any longer.

Thus, Mu Jin told everything he knew to Feng Yin, word for word.

After he finished speaking, Mu Jin could clearly see the subtle change in Feng Yin's eyes, and immediately followed, "Those people who escaped from the underworld clans are all descendants of the Great Mage, and their ancestors could only live to be forty years old at most, so for all these years, the number of their clansmen has been decreasing. I estimate that there won't be more than ten of them, and that's also the reason why they aren't as strong as us, because these ten people, regardless of age or martial arts or power, can't kill each other.

After Feng Yin heard what Mu Jin had said, he let out a cold laugh again after a long while. "Heh, this story of yours is really too fantasy. It makes the people of the underworld seem as if they know what's going to happen in a few decades."

"When you first heard that Ning Zheyan was a devilish beauty, why didn't you feel that this matter was a fantasy?" Mu Jin asked in reply, "There are many things that we can't explain, but it doesn't mean they don't exist. After the great witches who escaped from the underworld clans found a way to contact the curse, they have been looking for a pair of twins as well, unfortunately, we were selected like this, have you ever thought about it, back then our parents wanted to protect us with all their might, and didn't want to lose any of us, so after we sent you out of the palace, they would definitely arrange everything for you. Even if you don't have the n.o.ble ident.i.ty of a prince, you definitely wouldn't be any worse than a normal person."