"Brother Xuan promised before he left that if he was ill, he would be buried near the military camp. He...
She cried while talking, crying very sadly, as if Fei Xuan had really passed away.
Jimo Feiye's face became extremely angry as she cried. He stared at Yun Muzhou with his scarlet eyes, already regarding her as the enemy who killed his brother.
Yun Muzhou smiled coldly at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you look at me like that? As an elder brother, do you know how serious Fei Xuan's heart disease is? Don't be here, what are you doing to me?
What a scene of deep brotherhood! If you really cared about him, you wouldn’t let him stay alone in Dazhou!”
"Yun Muzhou, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to question the prince?" Jiuxie said.
"If you question him, you will give him face!" Wujue's voice suddenly rang in several people's ears. As soon as he heard this voice, Yun Muzhou felt relieved.
She raised her eyes and saw that after Man Wujue landed, he punched Jiuxie directly and flew away.
"Nine evils!" Jimo Feiye was shocked and turned pale.
"Man Wujue, why are you everywhere!" Yu Xiaoyu didn't care about Jiu Xie's life and death, she looked at Man Wujue with burning eyes.
She began to be jealous of Yun Muzhou.
What ability does she have that can make men flock to her one after another?
Fei Xuan left, and Man Wujue came again.
No, actually Man Wu Jue seems to have always been there.
She glared at Yun Muzhou and cursed: "You are so shameless, you only know how to seduce men with your face!"
Before she could finish her words, she felt her eyes blurred, and Wujue's fist had already hit her cheek.
She seemed to hear the sound of her cheekbones breaking, and she was so frightened that she screamed: "Your Majesty, my face..."
Man Wujue sneered: "You're so ugly, it's no use trying to save your face. It's better for me to destroy it for you! This will prevent you, a married woman, from getting involved with women and cuckolding Jiuxie again."
Jiuxie's face turned completely black.
He knew that Yu Xiaoyu despised her. But when someone said it to her face, the meaning was different. He really couldn't keep it off his face.
"Ayu!" Jimo Feixuan rushed up, supported Yu Xiaoyu, and pushed her to Jiuxie. Jiuxie was so angry that he didn't move at all, so Yu Xiaoyu stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Ah!" she screamed again.
Jimo Feiye was so angry that he turned around and scolded Jiuxie: "Are you stupid? Why don't you know how to support Ayu?"
Jiuxie's eyes were cold, and then he stepped forward angrily and helped Yu Xiaoyu up.
Jimo Feiye looked away and asked Man Wujue angrily: "Who gave you the courage to hit Ayu?"
"I am your ancestor, I can give myself the courage, can't I?" Contrary to his rage, Man Wujue had a calm smile on his face.
"How about I introduce myself again. The leader of this sect is Xiao Yun'er's husband. If you bully her, you are bullying me. In other words, you are not qualified to bully my woman!"
Man Wujue's expression became solemn, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Why haven't I heard that Yun Muzhou got married?" Jimo Feiye was surprised.
At the same time, he became even more angry. He asked Yun Muzhou coldly: "Since you are already married, why do you still dominate my emperor's brother and cause him to die miserably?"
"Girl, go up and slap him twice to wake him up." The guard couldn't listen and directly gave Yun Muzhou advice.
Someone was faster than her, and Wan Wujue's palm was already slapping Jimo Feiye.
His eyes were evil and arrogant: "The woman who dares to humiliate the leader of this sect again and again, Mo Feiye, you are looking for death!"
Jimo Feiye's words were directed at Yun Muzhou. Therefore, it was Yun Muzhou who he was guarding against. But although he was guarding against it, he did not really take Yun Muzhou seriously. His carelessness at this moment made him fall into a trap.
Really, he received a slap in the face from Wan Wujue.
After this slap, his face turned red.
His face was full of anger, and he asked sternly: "Do you know who I am, and do you know what the consequences will be if you hit me?"
Wujue smiled sarcastically and mockingly: "Jimo Feiye, our sect leader knows your name. Do you think this sect leader knows your identity? Not to mention you are a prince, even the emperor.
If you touch my reverse scale, I will hit it without fail!"
I'll hit you lightly!
Jimo Feixuan rushed towards Man Wujue angrily. How had he, a prince, ever been so angry?
Yun Muzhou looked at Jimo Feiye sympathetically. He really didn't know how Fei Xuan could have such a brother. He simply had no brains. He didn't even know if Fei Xuan was alive or dead when he took a look.
You have to take a look, right?
It seems that he believes in Yu Xiaoyu!
She said coldly: "Jimo Feiye, stop! I've said this, you can leave!"
Man Wujue feinted obediently and retreated to her side.
Jimo Feiye's expression was complicated. He could tell from Yun Muzhou's words that Fei Xuan seemed to be still alive. Is this true, or was it just a delaying tactic on her part?
Seeing his hesitation, Yu Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "My lord, don't listen to her nonsense, Brother Xuan..."
"Ayu, that's enough!" Jiuxie was suddenly furious. He grabbed Yu Xiaoyu's wrist and pulled her in front of him.
"None of us know whether Fei Xuan is dead or alive, so why do you say he is dead? Don't you just want to use the prince to help you get rid of Yun Muzhou, your love rival? Do you still have me in your eyes?
What do you think I, Jiuxie, am?"
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Yu Xiaoyu struggled vigorously. She wanted to break free from his grasp, but Jiuxie refused to let her do so.
She was very worried. Jimo Feiye listened to Jiuxie's words and was so anxious that he almost cried: "Your Majesty, Ayu hurts so much. Please hurry up and ask him to let me go!"
Jiuxie's eyes turned red, and the force on his palms continued to increase.
At this moment, he had the urge to strangle Yu Xiaoyu to death. He was her man, and it was too late for him to feel sorry for her. The reason why he did this was just to let her find her way back. But she didn't ask him...
Ha ha……
He laughed miserably, and his heart hurt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
"Ah!" Yu Xiaoyu screamed again in pain.
Jimo Feixuan stepped forward, slapped Jiuxie away with one palm, and rescued her. As soon as Yu Xiaoyu got free, she immediately ran to a place far away from Jiuxie. The guard in her eyes made Jiuxie even more hurt.
"Jimo Feiye, are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, we will compete with each other." There was a coldness in Wujue's beautiful red phoenix eyes, and murderous intent was looming.
Jimo Feiye's eyes swept over his and Yun Muzhou's faces in turn, and finally turned around and left.
Seeing him leaving, Yu Xiaoyu had no choice but to grit her teeth and quickly follow him. She was afraid that Jiu Xie would go crazy again and it would be bad for her.
Such a big movement here has already alarmed Yunhu.
