Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1000

"Before that, Sir Fu Chen, can you answer some of my questions?" Mu Jin was still smiling faintly, his smile was spotless, a pair of pitch black eyes were calm and n.o.ble, but there was an aura that couldn't be ignored within his smile.

"What do you think? But you don't have much time. " Fu Chen reached out and gently stroked the black hair that hung in front of his forehead.

"Do we have to wait for the sacrifice before we can take out our hearts?" Mu Jin raised his head and asked.

"Right, if not, why did Yao Yao and the rest spend so much effort?" Fu Chen nodded his head and agreed, "Don't worry, as long as you allow us to remove your heart, regardless of whether the curse can be removed, I guarantee that there won't be a single hair on the person that you care about."

"So you're saying that if I go with you, you still want to capture someone close to me?" Mu Jin slightly frowned upon hearing this.

"If you kill yourself in the process, who can stop you?" Fu Chen asked.

"Okay, you can use someone close to me to threaten me, but what about Feng Yin? Feng Yin is not related to anyone for no reason and does not have any ties with them. What do you plan to do with him? "

"So, we made Feng Yin complete his biggest dream in his life. Now that he has ascended to the throne, I will wait for eight or nine days. With my ident.i.ty as the future successor of the underworld clan, I will invite him to come to the underworld clan to observe a sacrificial ceremony. At that time, I will kill him and remove his heart." Fu Chen truthfully said all of these.

After Mu Jin heard this, he raised an eyebrow, "It is really a good method. Your brainwas.h.i.+ng with Feng Yin is really very successful.

No matter what I tell him, he doesn't believe me. "

"You are the person he hates the most in this world, the person he hates the most. No matter what you do, he will not believe you, he will only believe in himself, he has been immersed in this dream for decades, and now you jump out to tell him, these dreams are all fake, how can he believe you?" It wasn't that they had brainwashed Feng Yin, but that he was immersed in this dream and could not extricate himself.

And all they did was help Feng Yin realize that dream.

They were on Feng Yin's side, and Feng Yin would definitely unconditionally believe in them.

"Therefore, Feng Yin will obey every word you say." The corner of Mu Jin's mouth slightly rose.

"It's not that he listens to our words. Rather, he thinks that we are all his pieces, that we are all in his grasp. He thinks that he is the one who laughs to the very end."

"It's not good for Feng Yin. He's too confident and conceited." Mu Jin nodded his head, indicating that he agreed with Fu Chen's view.

"Anything else you want to ask?" Fu Chen asked: "If you don't have one, then follow me back to the underworld clan, and meet your father-in-law and some of your sister-in-law."

When Mu Jin heard about his father-in-law, the expression in his eyes grew dim. "Don't tell me you're even going to capture Wei Yuanwei's father?"

"Of course, those close to you, and those close to Wei Yuanwei, as long as you dare to resist, these people will all follow you to h.e.l.l." Fu Chen said coldly.

Oh right, where did you hide Su'er? I couldn't find her, did you hide her at Shang Li's place? Fu Chen suddenly said.

Mu Jin stood at the same place, slowly clenching his fists inside his sleeves, he then sat down and lowered his head, and said indifferently: "After I finish playing this poem, I will go with you."

"When we arrive at the underworld clans, you can play however you want. If you cooperate, I will let you reunite with your wife and daughter in the remaining time." Fu Chen reached out and pressed down on the zither string.

"Where is the logic in not continuing to play when the bullet is halfway through?" Mu Jin looked at Fu Chen with cold eyes.

Fu Chen hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end, he released her.

The deep and melodious tune once again rang out.

After listening to Fu Chen and Mu Jin's conversation, Feng Yin, who was hiding in the shadows, was filled with shock.

"Master is using the zither music to cover our escape." Xuan Li's flickering gaze landed on Feng Yin's body.

From the very beginning, Feng Yin had held a skeptical att.i.tude, and from the moment he heard Sir Fu Chen's own words, Feng Yin instantly felt as though the sky had caved in, and his entire body had crumbled.

Fortunately, when Xuan Li tapped on Feng Yin's acupoint, it did not cause Feng Yin to do anything excessive.

"Deceiving me, they are all deceiving me. So it turns out that I am that chess piece." Feng Yin's eyes were wide open as he repeated this sentence.

"Hurry up and leave. Once the zither music stops, we won't be able to leave even if we want to." Xuan Li urged in a low voice.

There were many experts lying in ambush on the rooftops, the walls, and even the trees. If they were to notice even the slightest movement, none of them would be able to escape.

"Why did Mu Jin do that? I hate him so much, I want to kill him so much, so why does he want me to leave? " Feng Yin's first thought was that it was's doing.

And that person was not the real Sir Fu Chen.

"You think Master did it for you? "Master is only delaying, the Sacrifice Ceremony needs to use both of your hearts, but not even one of them can do it. If you disappear, they will focus all of their energy on you, and as long as we delay it for one day, they will not be able to complete the Sacrifice Ceremony." Xuan Li snorted coldly, pulled Feng Yin and was about to leave.

But Feng Yin just stood there on the spot, as if he hadn't completely reacted yet.

"Therefore, Mu Jin still wants to harm me!"

"Since you think so, you can leave." Xuan Li immediately released Feng Yin's hand, and said fiercely.

Fu Chen stood by Mu Jin's side. At first, the melody was melodious, but then it flew up to the skies and became hurried and high-spirited again.

It was as if the entire world was immersed in the zither music, unable to extricate itself for a long time.

The autumn wind suddenly blew, messing up Mu Jin's silver hair. Her jade-like hands gracefully and agilely played with the zither strings in her hands, and suddenly, a sharp glint flashed across his eyes. Suddenly, the zither music changed its direction and dozens of silver needles flew out towards Fu Chen.

Fu Chen's vicious face revealed a look of astonishment, and then he took out a black iron fan from his waist.

"Clank, clank, clank …" The sound of the silver needles colliding with black iron was exceptionally clear in the night sky.

All of a sudden, all the a.s.sa.s.sins in the surroundings came out in full force.

At the same time, the killers from the Clear Light Pavilion also flew out from the shadows.

The originally silent night turned chaotic in an instant, and a b.l.o.o.d.y wind and a rain of blood began.

"Mu Jin, you don't want your wife and daughter anymore?" Fu Chen's demonic red figure was quickly turning in the air like a b.u.t.terfly spreading its wings.

"I'm sorry, but if you want to hold my wife and daughter's lives, the only way is to kill you." Mu Jin raised his cold gaze, and while he was speaking, the high pitched zither music once again swept over.

Every time it was played, countless silver needles would shoot out from the zither.

Each needle was enough to take a person's life.

Under the attacks of the dense silver needles, no one dared to get close to Mu Jin.

And those a.s.sa.s.sins who wanted to grab Mu Jin, all died under Gu Qin's silver needles.

Before long, ten metres away from Mu Jin, lay a large number of corpses of a.s.sa.s.sins.

"I'd like to see how many more silver needles your guqin can shoot." Fu Chen's beautiful face was full of killing intent as he waved the black iron fan in the air.

Step by step, they approached Mu Jin.

Mu Jin placed his palm on the stone chair, and leaped up from the stone chair, holding onto the guqin, his five fingers pulled on the strings, and one by one, needles shot towards Fu Chen like rain.

With a "Da" sound, the black iron fan in Fu Chen's hands flew out, and as it flipped in the air, each fan bone shot out a sharp blade edge, hitting several tens of silver needles in the air onto the ground.

Fu Chen extended both of his hands out, channeling his Qi into his Dantian, the dense Qi slowly gathered at the center of his palm, then converged at his chest, and fiercely struck towards Mu Jin.

Mu Jin frowned, he threw out the guqin in his hand, and faced the dense Qi that Fu Chen was pus.h.i.+ng out.

When the exquisite guqin and Fu Chen pushed out the thick Qi, it immediately shattered into pieces.

The black iron fan that was flying in the air flew straight towards Mu Jin. Twelve sharp bone fans cut through the air and pierced through the night sky, emitting a sinister yet oppressing cold light under the moonlight.

Mu Jin flew back, coldly watching the black iron fan get closer and closer, she pulled out the flexible sword she carried with her and thrusted it forward.

The ear-piercing sound of weapons was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Fu Chen extended his hand, his fingers retracted and the black iron fan returned into Fu Chen's hands.

With the tip of his feet touching the ground, the demonic red figure appeared in front of Mu Jin, the two of them clas.h.i.+ng sword against each other.

"Your man won't last long." Fu Chen clenched the black iron fan in his hand tightly.

However, Mu Jin gave him an evil look, "These words should be said to you instead. Right now, I have the authority of the army, so with a single talisman, I can mobilize a battalion of troops."

Just as Mu Jin finished speaking, orderly yet heavy footsteps came from outside the Jiangnan Courtyard, like ten million tides surrounding the entire Jiangnan Courtyard, those torches that were bright as day even wanted to illuminate the entire Jiangnan Courtyard.

"How is this possible?" Fu Chen looked at the fire dragon-like torch outside the wall and the soldiers who were surrounding the Jiangnan Courtyard until not even a drop of water could trickle through. Only then did Fu Chen reveal a look of disbelief: "You actually persuaded Feng Yin to do it?"

"Just like you said, how could Feng Yin possibly change his mind? I was born in the Southern Yue, grew up in the Southern Yue, there is no one who knows the Southern Yue better than me. " Mu Jin said coldly to Fu Chen.

"You don't dare to kill me, but I can kill you." With that said, Mu Jin raised the flexible sword in his hand and thrusted it towards Fu Chen.

Fu Chen immediately clenched his teeth, held onto his black iron fan and attacked.

Under Nong Yue's and Han Yue's orders, the three thousand elite soldiers surrounded Jiangnan Courtyard, and then all rushed into Jiangnan Courtyard.

The people that Fu Chen was leading were undoubtedly the elites amongst elites, but in a situation where there was such a disparity in numbers.

Fu Chen simply did not have the confidence to win.

Mu Jin and Fu Chen were fighting on the roof, on the fake hill and in the pavilion, and it was hard to tell who was the winner.