Before Yun Qing could scold Mo Xue, Mo Xue had already run into the tent, followed by someone.

White hair, grey eyes, black robe, and a stunning face! Who else could it be but Ming Yuan? However, Yun Qing didn't know he was Ming Yuan yet, and only thought he was Jiu You.

The moment he saw Ming Yuan, Yun Qing was shocked and jumped up from the ground. His movements were as fast as lightning, so much so that Mu Qingcheng, who was sleeping next to him, had no time to react before he clamped her under his armpit like a chicken.

Be prepared to run away at any moment. It's so terrifying that this is an instinctive reaction.

Mu Qingcheng was still asleep and didn't know what had happened. When she opened her eyes, she saw the devil chasing her in the nightmare. The greatest fear in her heart was right in front of her.

"Oh my god!" A scream was like a devil's sound. Mu Qingcheng snuggled into Yun Qing's arms, hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go.

Meng Yun was even more like facing a formidable enemy. He drew his sword and stepped forward to stand in front of Yun Qing and Mu Qingcheng.

"My little ancestor, why did you bring this devil back?" There was panic in Meng Yun's voice.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense. The three men felt as if they were facing a great enemy, as if a disaster was imminent and their life and death were at stake in a moment.

Mo Xue also sensed that the atmosphere was not right: "Master, you, you, what's wrong with you...!"

What’s wrong? This ancestor dared to ask what’s wrong. Meng Yun couldn’t even speak clearly to Mo Xue: “He, he, he, you, you, come here quickly.”

Mu Qingcheng secretly poked her head out from Yun Qing's arms and screamed at Mo Xue, "Don't come over here, Mo Xue, run! Stay away from that Jiu You!"

"Jiuyou?" Moxue looked at Mingyuan in confusion: "He is not Jiuyou!"

Huh? Everyone was stunned, their gazes fixed on Mingyuan. Who else could this person be but Jiuyou?

Yun Qing carefully put Mu Qingcheng down first, still carefully protecting her by his side, and said to Ming Yuan, "What are you doing here?"

Ming Yuan casually walked to a futon, lifted his clothes and sat down, looking nonchalant: "Everyone, sit down! No need to be so reserved. Look how scared this little girl is. Am I really that scary?"

Mingyuan's words and his easygoing demeanor confused everyone. Mu Qingcheng even suspected that this man was not the Jiuyou she had seen before.

"You, you are really not Jiuyou?" Mu Qingcheng asked what was in her heart.

Ming Yuan smiled at her, and this beautiful smile was as bright as the stars.

Mu Qingcheng was stunned! It seemed like she had recognized the wrong person. Jiuyou was cold and would never smile.

"I am number one on the list of the King of Hell's Life-Locking Assassins. Everyone in the martial arts world calls me Lord Yama. I am Ming Yuan!"

Mo Xue was extremely proud: "Yes, that's right, he is Ming Yuan! The most powerful killer in the martial arts world."

Mu Qingcheng didn't know if she was crazy. This man, besides being able to laugh, was clearly Jiuyou. He had carried her on his back for a whole day and night, and even forced her to watch the sunrise with him. Every moment of that terror was etched into her heart. How could she admit her mistake?

"No, no, that's not right! He's not Yun Qing, he's lying, he's Jiu You!"

Yun Qing patted her head as if to comfort her: "I know, I know! Be good, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Ming Yuan also curled his lips towards Yun Qing, putting on a friendly gesture, but it wasn't condescending. It was more like saying to Yun Qing, I've already given you face, you better know your place!

Sure enough, the next time he spoke, he gave a domineering order: "I told you to sit down. Did you hear me?"

The first one to move was Yun Qing. He took Mu Qingcheng and sat down first, blocking Mu Qingcheng behind him.

Meng Yun sat on his left, ready to protect Yun Qing at any time! Mo Xue quickly sat on Yun Qing's right.

Yun Qing said politely, "Mingyuan Jun's name is well known to us. It is truly an honor for us to meet him today! I wonder what advice Mingyuan Jun has for you today."

Ming Yuan folded his arms and said calmly, "It's not the first time we've met, why go through so much formality?"

Yun Qing's body stiffened after hearing these words. Mu Qingcheng poked her head out from behind Yun Qing. "You still say you're not Jiuyou! It was you who kidnapped me and forced me to stand on the edge of the cliff to watch the sunrise with you. You even wanted to throw me off the cliff. If I hadn't held onto your legs, I would have been a corpse by now..."

Every time she said something, Yun Qing's heart skipped a beat. He clenched his fists! But facing Ming Yuan, he could do nothing. A feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. He was truly too incompetent.

Ming Yuan chuckled: "The little girl is right, I did it! But I am not Jiuyou."

His voice suddenly softened. "Maybe I just miss him too much!... I started to think of myself as him. After a long time, sometimes even I can't tell whether I'm Mingyuan or Jiuyou."

Mu Qingcheng suddenly had a guess in her mind: Could this person be sick? I heard there is a mental illness called split personality. Could this person have split personality disorder?

Ming Yuan suddenly looked at Mu Qingcheng, his eyes suddenly changed, and he said in an extremely cold tone: "You can't blame others for this, you should blame him. If he wasn't useless, you wouldn't have been kidnapped by me!"

"You...!" Mu Qingcheng was convinced that he was sick, and seriously ill! She wanted to call him a psychopath! But this demon was too powerful. She couldn't forget the injuries on Yun Qing's body. Forget it, she decided to just endure it!

Yun Qing felt deeply hurt, but he really couldn't win, it was really useless, he could only take a deep breath and act as if he didn't care.

"I heard that Lord Mingyuan has been missing for twenty years. Twenty years ago, Lord Mingyuan was truly the living Yama, feared by all. Standing at the pinnacle of the martial arts world, unmatched! Lord Mingyuan must have been in his twenties at that time! I wonder how old you are this year, Senior?"

Ming Yuan was a little unhappy. His temper was quick to change, and his face immediately turned cold. "Are you doubting me? Do you think I'm an imposter? Brat, I think the beating you received was too light. Those two royal dogs called you a bastard behind your back, and I think they were right. You deserve to be punished just like your father! You deserved your mother to run off with someone else..."

"How dare you insult His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you..." Meng Yun really couldn't bear it anymore, but Yun Qing stopped him before he could finish his words.

"What did you just say?" Yun Qing could tolerate scolding him, but when he mentioned his mother, he could no longer bear it!

Ming Yuan: "Why, am I wrong? You are just like your father, you can't even protect your own woman."

It was as if a bolt of thunder flashed through Yun Qing's mind, making his head buzz!

Mo Xue couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and tried to pull Ming Yuan out to talk. They had agreed that he was here to teach the master sword techniques, so why was he arguing with the master?

Just as the two were arguing, Yun Qing spoke.

"You all get out!"

He was referring to Meng Yun and Mo Xue. What he was about to ask was too obscure to be shared with too many people.

Meng Yun and Mo Xue were worried about Yun Qing being alone, especially since this devil was a lunatic.

Seeing that the two men didn't move, Yun Qing didn't get angry. "Meng Yun, pass on my order. Have the black-armored soldiers stand five feet away from the camp and guard the perimeter. No one is allowed to be around the camp."

Meng Yun also knew that what they were talking about was of great importance and Yun Qing's orders could not be disobeyed, so he had to pull Mo Xue out.

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