Ming Yunyue frowned slightly in his heart, but his face remained calm. He stared at Mu Ziyi's eyes for a while. The woman's watery eyes were full of doubts, as if she really didn't know, so she asked.
Shouldn't she know best whether she came to the underworld alone?
But looking at her doubtful eyes, it didn't look like she was faking it, but it looked like she was really doubtful.
His eyes looked like he didn't remember anything, that's why he was so confused.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Ziyi patiently asked again: "You should know who I was traveling with before, or did I enter the underworld alone?"
She no longer remembers why she left Zhutian City, and this memory has disappeared out of thin air. No matter how she thinks about it, she can't think of it, and she can't clearly see who the figure that always appears in her mind is.
That blurry figure is very important, and so is the memory she forgot.
No one wants a blank life, and neither does she.
Listening to the woman's faint and somewhat doubtful voice, Ming Yunyue stood up and looked at her a few times, thinking to himself that it seemed that he had really forgotten.
If my guess is correct, it should have been caused by the explosion in the Fire Purgatory.
"You entered the underworld alone before." Ming Yunyue's eyes were still cold and his tone was cold. There was nothing unusual about him.
Listening to his answer, Mu Ziyi frowned slightly: "Are you sure?"
Why does she feel that she was not alone before? Is this all her illusion?
But if it was her illusion, then who was that figure that often appeared in her mind?
She always felt that the two were related. If she really came to the underworld alone, then was the man with a blurry figure someone she knew in the human world?
"Of course I'm sure." Ming Yunyue returned to his seat and sat down, his eyes filled with indifference.
Mu Ziyi raised her eyes to look at the man in black robe on the high platform, staring closely into his eyes, as if she wanted to see a strange emotion in his eyes and distinguish between true and false.
But the man's eyes were indifferent and cold, his expression remained unchanged, and there was a dark aura lingering around him, showing his majesty.
The woman slowly withdrew her eyes, secretly guessing that she might have thought too much, or that she might have entered the underworld alone.
In the human world, apart from the people she knew, probably no one could enter the underworld, knowing that there is such a place as the underworld.
With this thought in her mind, Mu Ziyi shook her head and smiled secretly. Maybe she was overthinking it.
Looking at the look in the eyes of the woman next to him, Yun Zhongge narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at Ming Yunyue on the high platform.
After receiving Yun Zhongge's gaze, Destiny's expression remained the same, with nothing unusual at all.
"Ming Yunyue, how credible do you think your words are?" Just because Mu Ziyi believes it doesn't mean that he will also believe it.
Listening to the man's sudden cold voice, Mu Ziyi blinked her eyes and looked at him in confusion. Why did he say that? Could it be that Ming Yun was lying to her more?
The woman's frowning brows still did not relax, and the doubts that had been dismissed just now rushed up again at this moment, and they were stronger than the previous times.
There was no emotional change on Ming Yunyue's face. He turned his eyes to the woman and said coldly: "Everyone in this underworld wants to kill you, even the man beside you, Yun Zhongge, is no exception.