Ye Murin walked directly in front of Ye Feiran and looked at the will-o'-the-wisp on her left hand with a complicated expression.
The will-o'-the-wisp appears, and it's not long before Ran'er finds the candle of the past!
A cold light flashed across Ye Mulin's eyes. Could it be that the candle in the past was on the Nameless Island?
Ye Feiran looked at Ye Murin with beautiful eyes and did not miss the change in his expression. She was sure that Ye Murin's focus was on the will-o'-the-wisp, not the heart-eating Gu.
Is there something wrong with this will-o'-the-wisp?
Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing on the side stared at Ye Mulin with unkind eyes. They only knew that the rotten peach blossoms provoked by Ye Mulin were going to hurt their cousin.
Regardless of whether Ye Murin is innocent or not, Jun Wuyan is his love.
"Mr. Ye, do you know Jun Wuyan?" Zong Zhengzi asked calmly.
After hearing this, Ye Mulin came back to his senses, put away his complicated emotions, looked at Ye Feiran with his dark eyes, and replied, "I don't know him."
The anger in Zong Zheng Zijing's heart dissipated a little, his eyes fell on Ye Mulin's overly handsome face, and he snorted coldly, "Humph, it seems that your face is really good at attracting bad friends. Jun Wu
Yan used the heart-eating Gu to deal with Fei Ran, in order to make Fei Ran suffer endless torture before..."
Zongzheng Zijing couldn't say those last unlucky words.
At this time, Ye Murin's eyes finally fell on the Heart-Eating Gu surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, and he said with a very firm tone, "I will not let Fei Ran get hurt."
"Tch! Who wouldn't say it?" Zong Zheng Zijing said with contempt.
He said it so nicely, but when Feiran was in danger just now, he didn't show up.
At this moment, Zong Zheng Zijing couldn't help but wonder if Ye Mulin was also a hypocrite who could only speak sweet words?
Zongzheng Zixuan's impression of Ye Mulin also began to waver.
Only Ye Feiran believed in Ye Murin. She seemed to understand something and asked directly, "When will we take action? I want to do it myself."
Ye Murin's eyes became gentle and doting when she looked at Ye Feiran. As long as the little woman believed in him, it didn't matter whether others believed in him or not.
He stretched out his hand to hold the little woman's right hand, and lightly opened his thin lips, "I don't want to dirty your hands, not to mention that this incident happened because of me."
Jun Wu Yanqian should never have taken action against his wife and even wanted to kill her.
So far, I have never heard of an antidote for the heart-eating poison.
Ye Feiran raised her eyes and looked at Ye Murin, the corners of her lips curved. She liked the man's attitude and was even more curious about what this man was going to do to Jun Wuyan.
The two of you were talking to each other, and Zongzheng Zijing and Zongzheng Zixuan were confused. Why couldn't they understand?
"Ahem..." Zong Zhengzijing couldn't help coughing lightly, "What are you talking about?"
After hearing this, Ye Feiran remembered that there was someone beside him, raised his eyes to Zong Zheng Zijing, winked at her, and said mischievously, "I won't tell you."
Zong Zheng Zijing, Zong Zheng Zixuan: "..."
They all really want to hit someone, what should they do?
Just when Zong Zheng Zijing was about to continue questioning, a sound of footsteps came from behind them.
I saw Luohua intentionally dragging a man in black over.
"Master, we've caught him."
Ye Feiran looked at the two men in black and saw that their faces were ashen and their jaws had been removed to prevent them from committing suicide by taking poison.
"This is Jun Wuyan's secret guard!"
"Yes, sir!" Luo Hua responded.
With a flash of consciousness, Ye Feiran found two black elixirs in his hand, and asked Luohua to deliberately dig out the poison hidden in the grooves behind their teeth, and then feed them the elixirs.
When the elixir took effect, Ye Feiran asked, "Who is your master?"
"Jun Wuyan!"
Although the two secret guards didn't want to speak, they couldn't control themselves at all.
"What did she send you for?"
"The eldest princess asked us to kill you."
"Why?" Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows, a little curious about the secret guard's answer.
However, both secret guards answered no.
Ye Feiran's eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc.
Also, how could Jun Wuyan tell the two secret guards the reason? They were just responsible for executing the order.
Next, Ye Feiran asked a lot of questions, but neither of the two secret guards were very clear.
Seeing that the effect of the elixir was almost over, Ye Feiran said coldly, "Kill him!"
Luohua Youyi was about to take action when Ye Feiran suddenly stopped them, "Wait a minute!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feiran took out the cheapest dagger from Najie. The sharp blade shone coldly in the moonlight. The dagger slowly approached the secret guard who was deliberately guarding him, and got close to his neck.
The sharp tip of the knife slowly penetrated his neck, and then slowly cut his neck. There was not a trace of blood on Ye Feiran's hands.
Throwing away the dagger, the corners of her lips curved into a bloodthirsty arc, and she said in a calm tone, "Did you see? Facing this kind of enemy, we cannot kill them all at once, we must let them die slowly."
Luo Hua had consciously seen many ways to kill people, but seeing the empress with red lips and white teeth doing it herself, and then looking at the secret guard who was still twitching and bleeding profusely, he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
This way of death is very torturous. He keeps bleeding, but he can't die easily. He can only lie on the ground and clearly feel how he bleeds to death.
Zong Zheng Zijing and Zong Zheng Zixuan saw this method of killing for the first time. Their scalps went numb and they swallowed involuntarily.
They looked up at Ye Feiran, feeling no fear, only distress.
What kind of environment did you grow up in to make you like this way of killing people?
Ye Murin looked at Ye Feiran with a look of distress in his eyes. If possible, he would want Ran'er to live a carefree life, but reality did not allow it.
Ye Feiran naturally felt the distressed glances from the three of them, but chose to ignore it. He looked at Luo Hua and said, "Do you see clearly? Can you do it?"
"I see clearly, I can do it." Luo Hua replied immediately.
"Okay! Kill your secret guard in this way, and then throw it in front of Jun Wuyan." Ye Feiran continued.
"yes!"
Luo Hua responded and left with the secret guard.
Ye Feiran looked at Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing, "Zijing, Zixuan, pack your things! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."
Then, she looked at Ye Murin and said, "Mu Lin, please follow them intentionally."
"Okay!" Ye Murin nodded, understanding what Ye Feiran meant, but it was time to take action as too much time had been wasted.
Although Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing were confused, they didn't ask anything. They packed their things obediently and left intentionally.
Before leaving, Zong Zheng Zijing said in an uneasy tone, "Feiran, be careful."
"Don't worry." Ye Feiran smiled.
After they left, Ye Feiran looked at the will-o'-the-wisp on his left hand and asked directly, "Ye Mulin, is there anything wrong with this will-o'-the-wisp?"
Hearing this, Ye Mulin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Why is his wife so smart? Nothing can escape her eyes. It seems that there will be times in the future where he will have to keep his emotions from leaking.
Ye Murin looked at Ye Feiran and found it a little difficult to speak. He cleared his throat and said, "If there are no recording errors in the ancient books, the candle in the past should be on the Unnamed Island."
Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, are you on the Unnamed Island?
Sure enough, the plan couldn’t keep up with the changes!
"The appearance of the will-o'-the-wisp indicates that the candle of the past may be nearby, and... it may be that the candle of the past is summoning." Ye Mulin continued.
Hearing this, a look of doubt appeared on Ye Feiran's face, "The candle of the past is calling? What does it mean?"