"Murong Yanxing, you are trying to kill me so much for your own crime." Sang Yu smiled, "When others see it, they will think that you really love your fiancée because of her injuries, she is furious, and even the urge to kill. But in fact, you ask yourself your heart? You actually... just want to make yourself easier and not feel so guilty anymore, right?"

Instead of being angry with Sang Yu's words, Murong Yanxing calmed down, looked at her faintly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "Your purpose is not to take Locke away."

His words were not a question, but a very certain statement.

Sang Yu still had a fearless expression: "Ye Wanhe asked me to come, but I think this is not enough. I can do more. Why is Ye Wanhe still immersed in the past and blamed himself in pain. You can get out of the shadow so quickly, and have a cute little wife, forget Bing Xiaoyi."

"Bing Xiaoyi and I have nothing." Murong Yanxing was a little annoyed. Why did he explain this to everyone?

"Do you know in your heart..." Sang Yu tilted his head, "But I suddenly felt that even if Mu Yutian had nothing to do, so what if you were with Mu Yutian, she would definitely be sad and leave you in the future."

"What have you said to Yu Tian?" Murong Yanxing suddenly thought of something and picked her up from the ground. "What tongue did you chew in front of Yu Tian?"

Sang Yu shrugged leisurely.

That is to say...

What happened to Mu Yutian was her own decision and had nothing to do with Ye Wanhe?

Murong Yanxing tightened his hand: "I was going to destroy your gun hand, but now it seems... I have to cut your tongue. I will never bully others a little more. If you dare point the gun at my person, I will want your hand. Since I have said something I shouldn't say, my tongue will also want it."

"Since that's the case, I'll come to Ye Wanhe immediately and ask him to give me an explanation." Murong Yanxing threw Sang Yu away and turned to Jian Xiaoyun beside him and said, "Now contact the First Army and tell Ye Wanhe that if he doesn't come to the Third Army to see me within one day, I will kill this woman."

"I can't save her!" Sang Yu suddenly screamed.

"Of course Mu Yutian won't die." Sang Yu suddenly said, "Because she... was not poisoned, or it should be said that it was a medicine, not a poison, it was a medicine that could save a life. It was the First Army... or it could be said that it was Ye Wanhe, a medicine that tried to save a dying person back then. This medicine could make people enter an endless dormant state and slow her new metabolism and body decline. Do you understand what it means? This is a good medicine for people who are about to die. Although she will sleep all the time, she will not die, and she will also have hope of breathing and saving her life, but if the person who comes into contact with this medicine is a normal person, it will probably be a poison for her."

"What are you hinting at me?" Murong Yanxing couldn't help but frown.

Sang Yu smiled mysteriously, and said in a voice: "Some people should have died, but not, and some people are alive, but they seem to be dead."

Murong Yanxing's hand, which was hanging beside him, subconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Doesn't waste her hands and lock her up again." Murong Yanxing turned to Jian Xiaoyun and said, "The water and food are cut off until Ye Wanhe comes."
Chapter completed!