Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 558

Chapter 558 - 558 - He's a Bad Man

"Wei Yuanwei, it's so dark here, I'm scared!" Feng Yin looked at the darkening tunnel in front of him, and said to himself. It was like a bottomless pit, where he grabbed Wei Yuanwei's hand and was unwilling to leave.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. I'm here, and you …" Wei Yuanwei looked at Mu Jin: "Are you big brother or little brother?"

Mu Jin released Wei Yuanwei's hand, then turned and walked to Feng Yin's side and grabbed onto Feng Yin's hand, and said to Feng Yin: "Brother, I'll pull you!"

Feng Yin looked at Mu Jin strangely, then looked at Wei Yuanwei again, "Why does he call me big brother?"

Wei Yuanwei looked at Feng Yin in amus.e.m.e.nt, and the two of them held onto Feng Yin's hands as they walked forward: "He's your brother, of course he'll call you brother!"

Wei Yuanwei had thought that Mu Jin was her big brother, but she didn't think that Feng Yin was his big brother.

However, Feng Yin continued to stare at Mu Jin with a puzzled and conflicted expression. He still could not understand the situation he was in, but he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, broke away from Mu Jin's hands, and pointed at Mu Jin. "Wei Yuanwei, I remember now!"

Mu Jin and Wei Yuanwei were both shocked at the same time, could it be that another Wind Roar had appeared?

"He was the one who carried me to the back of the mountain and threw me away in the manor. He's the bad guy!" After that, Feng Yin snorted at Mu Jin and ran over to Wei Yuanwei's side.

Wei Yuanwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even at a time like this, Feng Yin was still able to remember what happened earlier.

Mu Jin was also helpless. Back then, didn't he not know who he was?

Back then, he had thought that Feng Yin wanted to steal his wife, which was why he had carried Feng Yin to the back of the mountain in the middle of the night.

"Your little brother did it for your own good, because when you left, there were a.s.sa.s.sins chasing after us. If you didn't leave then, I'm afraid you would have …" Wei Yuanwei immediately thought of Li Luo, and his originally smiling expression immediately became sorrowful: "In short, you have to thank Mu Jin, or else none of us would have been able to escape!"

Feng Yin looked at Wei Yuanwei with half believing and half doubting eyes, and then looked at Mu Jin, "Is what you said true?"

"It's all true, why would I lie to you? The one who is chasing us is from the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. If you hadn't been carried by Mu Jin to the back mountain, you would have definitely been brought back by the Heavenly Demon Pavilion! " Wei Yuanwei explained.

Feng Yin lowered his head to recall, and nodded. Indeed, when he returned to the manor, there was no one there, and he also saw a lot of bloodstains.

Then, Feng Yin walked in front of Mu Jin and patted on Mu Jin's shoulder seriously: "That means I was right when I picked you up! Fortunately, I didn't listen to Li Luo's … Eh, where's Li Luo? " He hadn't seen Li Luo for a long time.

Wei Yuanwei's eyes were once again tainted by a layer of grief, and for a moment, only the footsteps of three people remained in the darkness.

Mu Jin once again clenched Feng Yin's hand, and said with a gentle and elegant voice: "Li Luo has gone to where he should have gone to, after we leave here, will you live together with us?"

The torch in Mu Jin's hand lit up Feng Yin's exceptionally beautiful face. In a trance, Mu Jin returned to the face that he had seen through the moonlight a year ago. It was exactly the same as his's face.

If Feng Yin had allowed him and Wei Yuanwei to leave together, and had let them find a place to live in seclusion, then it would not have taken a year for him and Wei Yuanwei to separate. Feng Yin also would not have become like this, and it was possible that the current Feng Yin, with his ident.i.ty, had used him to sit on the throne that he had been sleeping on for a long time.

Perhaps at that time, everything that Feng Yin had once lost could be made up for.

Before long, the two of them had reached the fork in the road. Wei Yuanwei, who was walking in front of them on a total of three paths, stopped and looked at Mu Jin.

"This way!" Mu Jin said to himself as he pointed to the left hand side. Then, he looked at Wei Yuanwei and Feng Yin with a complicated gaze.

"What's wrong?" Being together with Mu Jin for such a long time, the two of them had already developed a mutual understanding. Even though Mu Jin did not say anything, Wei Yuanwei was still very sensitive to what Mu Jin wanted to say.

"In front of us is the Heavenly Demon Pavilion's underground training camp. When we go there, we need to be careful and not make any noise!" Mu Jin said hesitantly. The so called training camp was a slaughterhouse. Every time he pa.s.sed by a door, people would lose them.

When he said these, he was actually worried that Wei Yuanwei would feel uncomfortable looking at the trainers. She was a hardworking person, but she was only experienced towards those who had hurt her. As for the others, she was very kind.

For example, when the emperor was about to annihilate the entire Prime Minister's Mansion's family, even though the Wei Yuanwei at that time hated the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion greatly, she still allowed Ning Zheyan to save the young child of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This was especially the case for these trainers. They were all a bunch of kids, the youngest being eight years old!

He didn't know if Wei Yuanwei would be able to endure it after seeing it.

When Wei Yuanwei heard this, she immediately looked towards Feng Yin, who seemed to not have heard what Mu Jin had just said, and only looked at Mu Jin and Wei Yuanwei with a pair of pitch black eyes.

Then, Wei Yuanwei took out a handkerchief from her body and covered Feng Yin's eyes.

"Why are you blocking my eyes? Are you going to throw me away?" Ever since that incident, Feng Yin no longer felt safe, especially in this dark and quiet place. He felt even more insecure.

"No, we won't leave you behind. Just hold our hands tight!" Feng Yin had experienced it from the training camp, so these memories were dark and cruel to Feng Yin. Perhaps it was only at this time that Feng Yin finally managed to separate the other him.

In order to not let Feng Yin think of anything, or perhaps feel some sort of provocation, Wei Yuanwei had to blindfold Feng Yin.

However, Mu Jin still looked at Wei Yuanwei with worry. Feng Yin could not take it, but Wei Yuanwei might not be able to either.

Only after being comforted by Wei Yuanwei did Feng Yin calm down. At the same time, he grabbed tightly onto Mu Jin's and Wei Yuanwei's hands, as if he was afraid that they would throw him away.

In the dark and long tunnel, a large ma.s.s of light finally appeared in front of them, followed by the sound of weapons clas.h.i.+ng and battle.

At first, the sound was very soft, but as they walked in, the sounds of fighting became louder and louder. If one listened carefully, they would hear all of the sounds coming from underage children.

Their voices were all young, but it wasn't hard to hear the despair and helplessness in their voices.

When Feng Yin heard these voices, he grabbed onto Mu Jin and even more tightly, as if the voice that was currently in despair had come from him.