The villain boss through the book is too alluring

"Who?"

Wei Ling sat up and listened vigilantly to the movement around him.

The man just held the fragment like that, even though the blood was red, he didn't let go, and he didn't change his position because of the pain.The space is already very quiet, but now you can even hear a needle drop on the ground!

Wei Ling listened for a long time, but there was no sound and no one. He thought he had heard it wrong, so he relaxed.

The man smiled, turned and walked out the door.The wound on the hand really needs to be cleaned, but the debris should not be thrown around, it will be bad if Wei Ling steps on the foot.

Although Wei Ling relaxed, his whole body was sluggish, what should he do?It will take at least three days for Uncle Yao to come back. At that time, he will go out of the mountain and return to Jiuxuan Palace, and it will take at least four days. At that time, I wonder if he will have been...

Wei Ling buried himself in the quilt, thinking helplessly and desperately of Mo Yi, if Gu Qingyu really sliced ​​Mo Yi's body to feed the dogs, he would definitely kill Gu Qingyu with his own hands!

Just when he was lost in thought, there was a rustling sound in the room, this time the sound was too obvious, Wei Ling suddenly sat up and shouted in a panic: "Who is it?"

The visitor didn't answer him, but rushed to the bed quickly and hugged him in his arms.Wei Ling was quite frightened.He couldn't see anyone, and he didn't know who was hugging him. His face turned pale and his body trembled a little. He kept struggling, but it was useless. He was hugged tightly by that person, strangling him. Almost out of breath.

He shouted tremblingly: "Who are you, let me go, let me go..."

"Palace Master..."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Wei Ling was stunned and stopped struggling.He was very familiar with that voice, it was Mo Yi's voice!

Suddenly, Wei Ling's eyes stabbed, his voice was tinged with tears, wronged and pitiful, and he shouted with some expectation and some uncertainty: "Mo Yi, are you still alive?"

"Yes!" Mo Yi let go of Wei Ling, looked at his sunken eyes and blamed himself, if not for his failure to protect the Palace Master, it would not have become like this.He reached out to touch Wei Ling's injured eyes and said, "I'm not dead, Palace Master, I'm here to find you!"

Didn't Uncle Yao say that Mo Yi was arrested by Gu Qingyu?Didn't it mean that Mo Yi died after being hung on the wall for seven days?Why is it here?Wei Ling stretched out his hands to touch Mo Yi's clothes and face with some doubts. When he touched the familiar ghost face, he resisted the surprise in his heart and said, "Mo Yi, you're not dead, you're really not dead, that's great, that's great, I'm still alive." I thought, I thought..."

Wei Ling couldn't articulate what he said excitedly, and reached out his hands to touch Mo Yi's body to see if he was injured.Mo Yi was stunned and pressed Wei Ling's hand: "I'm really fine, Palace Master, come with me, here..."

"Where do you want to go?"

Before Mo Yi finished speaking, Uncle Yao's hoarse voice sounded at the door, Wei Ling was surprised and puzzled: "Uncle Yao, aren't you going to sell medicine?"

"Palace Master, he's not Uncle Yao!" Mo Yi was puzzled for a moment, then immediately put Wei Ling behind him and said, "The real Uncle Yao is dumb and can't speak at all!"

Mo Yi looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a black robe to cover his figure, and a mask to cover his face, and said: "Who is your Excellency, why don't you dare to meet people?"

The man didn't answer, but walked to the table leisurely and sat down, tapping his fingers on the table, seeming anxious and playful.

He made a barrier in this deep mountain, and there is no barrier that anyone can break, but Uncle Yao went out to buy things, and he had to withdraw the barrier to let him go out when he reached the barrier.It was just after noon at this moment, the barrier was withdrawn half an hour ago, and it took less than a quarter of an hour for Uncle Yao to recover after leaving, but I didn't expect such a short time to get into such an overconfident guy !

How to deal with it?kill him?

No, it can't, it's better to let Gu Qingyu kill this loyal fool!

"What's going on?" Wei Ling didn't understand why Uncle Yao was still there after he had already left, why did Mo Yi say such things to Uncle Yao, could there be something wrong with Uncle Yao?

Thinking of Uncle Yao telling him that Mo Yi was dead, but Mo Yi was alive and well, why did Uncle Yao lie to him?What is the purpose?Wei Ling felt a little more defensive, he grabbed Mo Yi's clothes and asked, "Mo Yi, what's going on?"

Mo Yi patted Wei Ling's shoulder reassuringly and said, "I followed Ye Fang to find this place, and when I got there, I found a very powerful barrier, and I couldn't get in, so I asked around who lived on the mountain, and then I found out about it. There is only one Uncle Yao living in the deep mountain, he is dumb, his family members died a few years ago, now he is alone, he is an ordinary medicine man, he has no cultivation base at all, let alone such a powerful enchantment. I saw it when I was searching in the mountains today An old man drove out in an ox cart, only to realize that the enchantment was gone, so he rushed to look for the Palace Master, but he didn't expect that there was a "Uncle Medicine" here!"

Wei Ling thought about the message Mo Yi gave him, that is to say, there is only one dumb drug uncle living in the mountain, and now the drug uncle has left, so who is this person in the room?Who is he in contact with these days?

He is not the real Uncle Medicine!The real Uncle Yao is dumb, and he can't talk to him day in and day out, nor can he teach him knowledge.Therefore, the people he came into contact with from the very beginning were not real Uncle Yao!

So who is he?

"You, who are you?" Wei Ling's voice was not strong, because the other party saved him and didn't hurt him, and he didn't even suffer a grievance. Although he was surprised and prepared, he had no hatred meaning.

Hearing Wei Ling's question, the man finally reacted. He looked up at Wei Ling with smiles in his eyes. He could hear that Wei Ling didn't repel or hostile towards him, so he chuckled softly.

Mo Yi frowned, and he recognized the man with just one glance, the one who coveted the palace lord!The man who did that dirty thing in the palace lord's room and lured him away in Liancheng to let someone steal the palace lord's blood!

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, he silently touched the handle of his knife, the man's cultivation was too strong, if the man hadn't deliberately hung him last time, he couldn't have survived at all.And now, how would he take the palace lord away?

It doesn't matter if he dies, but the Palace Master cannot be humiliated!

The man's gaze finally shifted to Mo Yi, and he looked at his defensive posture with disdain, as if he would jump over to kill him in the next second.However, Mo Yi's cultivation was not in his eyes!

He just raised his chin and said to Mo Yidao, "Did you recognize it?"

"The prostitute!" Mo Yi gritted his teeth: "Don't covet the Palace Master anymore, or..."

"What else?" The man still used that hoarse, dying voice.Hearing this, Mo Yi felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, he felt that it was not someone else who was dying, but himself!

Mo Yi didn't speak, because he knew in his heart that he really didn't have the ability to do anything to the person in front of him. He tightened his knife tightly, thinking how long it would take to bring the palace lord out of the mountain!

Wei Ling couldn't see the tense atmosphere between them, but he could hear something was wrong, not to mention Mo Yi directly scolding people for prostitution.Although that man was not the real Uncle Yao, he saved him anyway, taught him a lot, and did not do anything indecent to him.

He shook Mo Yi's clothes carefully and explained: "Mo Yi, he is not a prostitute, he has never done anything to me, although he is not the real Uncle Yao, but he saved me, he taught me a lot Things, if it wasn't for him, I might have died in the mountains!"

The man was in a good mood after hearing this, and showed off to Mo Yi with a smile: "Did you hear that?"

Wei Ling was speaking for him, explaining that the hard work these days was worth it!

Mo Yi's expression relaxed for a moment, then he frowned and said: "No, Palace Master, he didn't treat you sincerely. Does Palace Master remember that someone in the inn committed indecent things in your room? Someone in the city stole your blood?"

Wei Ling froze for a moment, then nodded.

Mo Yi said again: "It's him!"

Mo Yi pointed at the man and said angrily: "He is the one who is indecent in the palace lord's room! In Liancheng, he deliberately led me away so that the palace lord was bled by those three beasts. Palace lord, he can't believe it." !"

"What, it's him?" Wei Ling was very surprised: "This, this, how is it possible!"

The old man who was stabbed by Mo Yi was not angry, but smiled more freely. He smiled and said, "So what, can you take him away?"

The man never asked Wei Ling's opinion from the beginning to the end, and he never even answered him. His attitude was tough and confident. He believed that even if Mo Yi died here, Wei Ling would not be able to leave!

Mo Yi also understood, so he didn't move, but he stayed in front of Wei Ling and refused to leave.

If Wei Ling had a good impression of the fake drug uncle before, he was shocked when he heard that he was the one who played handjobs in his room, not to mention that he was the one who planned to bleed himself!And now, she didn't even ask him for his opinion to decide where he should go. She didn't even answer him a word, and didn't take him seriously at all!

Wei Ling was very angry, but Mo Yi didn't move for a long time, Wei Ling knew that Mo Yi was no match for a man.He huddled there nervously, carefully recalling what he said just now. Suddenly, Wei Ling remembered that he was framed for murder, and Fu Li helped him bear it. Now, he seemed to know who it was.He asked angrily and urgently: "In Liancheng, the person who framed me for murder, is it you?"

After hearing this, the man looked at Wei Ling's question squarely, and nodded slightly: "Yes!"

Wei Ling's nose was sore, and his heart was burning with anger. He grabbed the quilt tightly: "Then you also controlled the three swords when Brother Yu and I got married?"

The man smiled and said, "Otherwise, who else could it be?"

Wei Ling struggled to get out of bed, but was supported by Mo Yi: "Palace Master, don't move!"

Wei Ling leaned on Mo Yi, and had a terrible thought in his mind. He roared: "You were the one who inflicted the plague poison, and you also spread the news that my blood can cure diseases, right? Let me blood, frame me up!" Kill people, you are the one who exposed my identity!"

The man confessed: "Yes!"

"Why?" Wei Ling roared in despair, "Why! I have no grievances with you, why did you hurt me like this!"

"No injustice or enmity?" The man asked back, and then laughed ironically: "Mo Qingming, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes when you say this?"