Yun Zhongge wanted to kill her, but that happened before, and she had long since forgotten about it.
Looking up at the man in black robe on the high platform, Mu Ziyi couldn't help but smile softly when she saw his cold and gloomy face: "If Yun Zhongge hadn't come to kill me, I would have died long ago.
You should thank him."
What she said was absolutely true. If Yun Zhongge hadn't appeared, she would have died in the bitter cold of the far north.
Although I had already guessed in my heart that Yun Zhongge must have saved this woman if she was not dead, but now hearing it from this woman's mouth, it had a different meaning.
Ming Yunyue turned to look at Yun Zhongge in the audience. Seeing that his expression was still indifferent and distant, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little colder.
No matter how much he dislikes him, he is still his son, the son of Ming Yunyue and Yun Bing.
But he went against him again and again, not killing those he wanted to kill and not saving those he wanted to save.
One of them is mortal, but he loves her very much.
One of the people must be saved, but he turned a blind eye to her.
Yun Zhongge, in your heart, except for this woman, everyone else is just decoration, not important, right?
Sensing the coldness coming from the high platform, Yun Zhongge raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Ming Yunyue. His sexy thin lips slightly outlined a shallow arc, and her tone was so evil, but her voice was extremely cold: "Ming Yunyue."
Yunyue, you should know very well how I will choose."
What does it mean to look at him like this?
Listening to the man's cold voice, Ming Yunyue's pupils couldn't help but darken, and there seemed to be a hint of evil in his eyes.
After looking at the faces of the two of them, Mu Ziyi narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her eyes to look at Ming Yunyue on the high platform, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "I don't care what your intentions are, I just want to know if I was alone before.
Enter the underworld?"
This man is so insidious and cunning. No wonder Yun Zhongge would say that his city is extremely deep. It seems to be true.
"Is it really important whether it is or not?" Ming Yunyue raised his eyes, and then snorted coldly: "Don't you think it's ridiculous that you want to come to me to retrieve the memory you lost?"
He did know, but he didn't intend to say it.
She lost her memory and forgot that important memory, which was a good thing for him.
His eyes glanced at the two people in the audience, and a sinister smile slowly appeared in Ming Yun's eyes, which made people feel a little dark.
"The more you want to know, the less I know how to tell." After saying this, he paused, then turned to look at Mu Ziyi, and said coldly: "Actually, it's not difficult to know, you just need to get
It's your life in exchange."
As soon as he said these words, the atmosphere in the palace instantly became cold, as if there was a chill flowing through it, and a dark aura lingered around, lingering.
Mu Ziyi blinked her eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and sneered: "Ming Yunyue, I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen anyone as shameless as you."
Is her life only worth that memory?
It's really funny.
"If you really think that I will give my life for that lost memory, you are absolutely wrong." Memory is precious, but life is even more valuable.
Without life, why do we need to remember? Everything is just a cloud.
As if he had expected that she would say this, Ming Yunyue became very calm and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you want to know who the man you forgot is?"