Yun Zhao was stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect Mu Jiu to connect the young master of his family with the Yun clan of the mysterious Yunzhou, and after a while, he shook his head and denied it: "The ninth prince thinks too much, the young master of my family has nothing to do with Yunzhou." ”

"Really?" Mu Jiu seemed to be in disbelief, and a touch of unnoticed contemplation crossed his eyes.

Yun Zhao was about to respond, but Yu Guang saw Yun Buyan walking here with a bowl of medicine, so he turned around and saluted Yun Buyan: "My subordinates have seen the young master." ”

"Hmm." Yun Buyan nodded slightly, his eyes looked at Mu Jiu, but he asked Yun Zhao, "During my absence, did you have anyone disturb Miss Wei's rest?" ”

"The young master is not among them, only the Nine Princes have been here." Yun Zhao told the truth.

Yun Buyan nodded, his gaze withdrew from Mu Jiu, and he was about to walk into the room with medicine but was stopped by Mu Jiu.

Yun Buyan raised his sword eyebrows lightly and asked Mu Jiu with his eyes.

Mu Jiu wrung his eyebrows and looked at the bowl of medicine in Yun Buyan's hand, and asked boldly, "What kind of medicine is this?" Why does it smell so bad? ”

Yun Buyan was about to respond, but he heard the people in the room mutter, his face tightened, and he hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as Yun Buyan walked into the room, he had not yet seen the situation on the bed when he sensed a sharp palm wind coming towards him.

Yun Buyan paused, afraid of spilling the medicine in his hand, so he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

He perfectly dodged this murderous attack, but he took pity on Mu Jiu, who was advancing with him.

As soon as Mu Jiu stepped into the room, he was slapped before he knew what was happening, and then spat out blood.

"Yun Zhao!" Seeing this situation, Yun Buyan's eyes became cold, and he called Yun Zhao out loud.

Yun Zhao immediately walked in from outside the door, but saw his young master hand over the medicine bowl in his hand, and instructed: "Take care of this bowl of medicine, remember not to spill it!" ”

"Yes!" Yun Zhao responded, and immediately withdrew with the bowl of medicine.

Wei Qianyao failed to succeed in a palm, so he slapped again, and the new palm wind was even more harsh than before, and cold and ruthless!

Seeing this, Yun Buyan immediately took out two thin needles from his waist, and his body was extremely strange and attacked towards where Wei Qianyao was.

If Zhang Xianming was here at this moment, he would definitely find that the silver needle that Yun Buyan touched was exactly the same as the deadly murder weapon found on the deceased's body!

The palm wind full of murderous aura had already reached Yun Buyan's eyes, but he didn't make any moves, only stopped in front of Wei Qianyao.

Mu Jiu, who had fallen to the ground in the palm of his hand earlier, looked at the scene in front of him, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously worried about Yun Buyan.

Wei Qianyao's swift lightning palm struck towards Yun Bujian with a fierce momentum, but it stopped at the center of his eyebrows, and never made a single insight.

Mu Jiu looked at it, his complexion changed, and he couldn't help but ask Yun Buyan, "What's wrong?" Are you okay? ”

"It's fine." Yun Buyan shook his head lightly, and looked at Wei Qianyao in front of him calmly.

Wei Qianyao in front of her was pale, and there was still some hesitation under the ferocity, as if the previous shocking behavior was just self-instinct after being too frightened.

"Sister Yao'er is alright?"

Yun Buyan stood tall and did not answer Mu Jiu's question, but still looked at the person in front of him with fixed eyebrows.

Wei Qianyao stood like a log from beginning to end, but under Yun Buji's gaze, she gradually gained some consciousness, and her gaze retreated from the fierce at the beginning to helplessness.

Wei Qianyao looked at Yun Buyan, and suddenly moved her lips, but what she called was someone else's name: "Jun Xian......"