Chapter Seventy-One: Full of Nonsense
Mu Fan followed the instructions of the bell, and after about half an hour, he found the source of the sound.
A small lonely house, many tiles have withstood too much wind and sun, and they are tired and can no longer bear it. Hanging on the roof, it may fall at any time.
The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the courtyard was dry and yellow, miserable and desolate. There were a few old trees standing in the courtyard, bent over, shivering in the cold wind.
There was a string of bells in the hut, which was very pleasant to the ear. But in Mu Fan's opinion, they were evil voices that urged souls to snatch their lives, and they were more terrifying than the screams of powerful ghosts.
"You're here." Wang Yunfang's voice came from the room, a hundred times more beautiful than the bell, crispy, and provoking crime.
"Yes, I'm coming, standing."
Then there was a chuckle in the room, "It's nice to be standing, but soon you'll be on your knees and begging me to give you pleasure." ”
Mu Fan sneered: "You chose here not to give me happiness." ”
The barren mountains and mountains here are extremely remote. If Wang Yunfang was just trying to get on him, why did he need to go to such a hidden place.
Wang Yunfang walked out of the room and said with a smile: "Yes, I have some questions that I need you to answer. ”
Mu Fan sighed, "Please say, if you can, I'm willing to tell you." ”
"Refreshing, I like refreshing people." Wang Yunfang walked up to Mu Fan and gently shook the soul leaving bell a few times, urging the lust Gu in his body, "Who are you?" ”
"The younger generation of disciples of the Sword Sect."
"Don't talk nonsense, or it won't be fun later." Wang Yunfang said with a smile.
Mu Fan said: "We can exchange, you give me the answer you want, and I give you the information you want." ”
"It's beautiful, you have to understand your current situation, the initiative is in my hands. I'm still talking to you calmly because I don't want to be ruined. ”
"Under the seat of Ye Feng, the seventh elder of the Sword Sect, the second disciple Yan Qing."
"What?" Wang Yunfang's face was full of disbelief, she took a step back, "When did you worship under Ye Feng's seat?" ”
"This year."
"And where were you before?"
"Qizhou, I've been a dart master for a while." Mu Fan smiled confidently: "I am Ye Feng's disciple, if you do it to me, you will definitely die a miserable death." ”
"I don't know if it's a miserable death, and I don't care." Wang Yunfang said in a very calm tone: "You are somewhat similar to one of my old friends. ”
Mu Fan said in his heart: "The real test has begun. It is useless to sacrifice the great god of the master, and it seems that Wang Yunfang's determination is still underestimated. ”
"Who's like it?" Mu Fan pretended not to understand.
"Not quite like that, just some. When you outperform Xpeng, I suddenly have that feeling. She turned around and said to the small house: "Go to Qizhou immediately to investigate Yan Qing, I will see the results within ten days." ”
A light and shadow flew out of the hut, and disappeared from Mu Fan's sight in an instant, leaving only an ethereal afterimage.
Wang Yunfang breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Now it seems that it may just be my illusion. ”
"Since it's an illusion, can you help me detoxify the poison?" Mu Fan asked.
"No, wait until I get the exact news before I decide what to do with you."
"What would happen to me if I was who you thought I was? If not, what is the end? ”
Wang Yunfang covered her mouth and smiled, "You should pray that your identity is the person I guessed." ”
She shook the soul bell vigorously and grabbed Mu Fan's shoulder.
Mu Fan let her grab her shoulder in a daze, not to mention that the injuries on his body have not recovered yet, even if he recovers, what else can he see except for an afterimage?
"What was the cause of Mu Zhai's death?" Mu Fan hurriedly shouted, and then he noticed that the hand on his shoulder was loose.
At the same time, a black light struck Wang Yunfang, pulling away and compressing the surrounding air.
Hei Mang suddenly stopped when he was approaching Wang Yunfang's neck, it was a Pu knife. The blade is completely black, with only a silver crescent moon sharpened from the blade.
The knife qi blew Wang Yunfang's hair up, leaving a trace of blood on her white swan neck.
The man with the knife stood beside him, motionless, his body slowly appearing red.
Wang Yunfang touched the chest of the knife holder with his hand, and said with a smile: "It's quite strong, it's good nourishment." ”
She licked her lips, put her head close to Mu Fan's ear, and said, "It's still exposed." ”
Mu Fan smiled bitterly, he chose such a desperate way, he thought that he could take down Wang Yunfang, but unfortunately the swordsman prepared by Gu Yukun was bad.
Before saying Mu Zhai, he carefully analyzed the pros and cons. By comparing the more appropriate one to expose Mu Zhai's name and kill Wang Yunfang, it was finally found that it was more cost-effective to get rid of Wang Yunfang.
Wang Yunfang suspected that he was Mu Zhai's son, but he didn't show any mercy, and forced him to come over through lustful tricks. It can be seen that Wang Yunfang no longer misses the old feelings, or does not regard him as Mu Zhai's son, but only regards him as her senior sister's evil seed.
Exposing Mu Zhai may arouse Gu Yukun's interest. However, under Ye Feng's strong deterrence, coupled with the meticulous cover-up in many ways, it was difficult for Gu Yukun to understand the twists and turns.
After all, Mu Fan, who is now recognized in the world, is blind and has a broken arm. Under the preconceived idea, who would have thought of Li Daitao's stiff plan half a year ago.
Wang Yunfang said sharply: "Why are you interested in Mu Zhai's death? ”
"If I say I'm idle, I'm just curious, would you believe me?"
"You're not giving up, what? Do you still think that Gu Yukun can save you? Wang Yunfang laughed and walked into the house, and when he came out, he carried Gu Yukun, who had passed out.
She threw Gu Yukun in front of Mu Fan, "As you can see, when he arrived here, he was already poisoned. ”
Wang Yunfang stretched out his hand to pick up Mu Fan's chin and said, "You gave me a lot of surprises, within a mile of this, the gas released by this lust Gu is everywhere. You were poisoned, but now you're like a nobody. Did you say it yourself, or did I force you to say it? ”
"I said it myself, I must know everything."
"Why aren't you afraid of Lust Gu?"
"The armor that Master gave me is this tattered garment."
Wang Yunfang pulled the clothes on his body, and easily pulled out a few threads, "Isn't it amazing?" ”
"Average, average, not as good as your lust Gu. Colorless and tasteless, I was tricked before I knew it. ”
"Why are you interested in Mu Zhai's death?"
"I'm blinded."
Wang Yunfang pinched Mu Fan's pipa bone, and with a little force, there was a sound of bones breaking.
"...... I'm ...... Yes! Wang Yunfang increased his strength again, and the sound of shattering continued to sound.
Mu Fan couldn't help but feel the pain and roared: "I heard Master mention the matter between you and Mu Zhai's seniors, I kept a snack at the time, but I didn't expect to really meet you, and you still want to kill me, I'll try my luck." ”
Wang Yunfang sneered: "Ye Feng really values you, and even tells you this kind of thing." ”