Just when Chu Xunyu and the other four were sent to rescue, there was another scene on an isolated island overseas. A group of men, women, young and old were talking around a square-faced middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked calm and serious, and listened to a young man around him talking about the situation outside.

After a long time, the middle-aged man sighed and raised his eyes in confusion and asked everyone: "It seems that we have been plotted this time. What does the matter of the Nimen have to do with us? Are you too arrogant when you go out? You are exposed?"

Everyone around him looked at each other and shook their heads to say no. The middle-aged man said strangely, "Who is that? Why do you use this plan to oppose us?"

He paused, and then said, "Well, it's useless to sit here. Who's the turn to go out this time?"

"I." A middle-aged beautiful woman next to her answered quietly, and she was still repairing an old dress in her hand.

"Well, be careful, don't leak any news." The middle-aged man nodded and reminded, "Sister, you have always been a safe personality, which makes people feel very relieved. It should be Kunlun's turn this time."

"Yes." The middle-aged beautiful woman put her hands together and answered calmly.

"Be careful, it is the ancestor of all the ways in the world and the source of all the methods. Among them, there are masters, so you must not take it lightly. Let's check who is confronting us."

The beautiful woman nodded, put down the clothes sewn in her hands, and told everyone: "Then I'll go out first. Although it's not long, the little sister is the only one who does sewing and patching. You should also pay attention to it."

"Yeah." Everyone around him nodded and signaled that it wouldn't matter.

"By the way, I inform Xiao Shimei and let her find out about this matter. She will be floating outside for so long, and she will know how to play around." The middle-aged man frowned and ordered, "I have followed a female disciple from Emei for so long, and there is no movement. Every time I pass the message, I always have various reasons to shirk responsibility. I really don't know what the little girl is thinking."

"It's okay. If she likes to play, let her play for a while. At worst, I'll take action to solve it." The beautiful woman smiled warmly, "After all, she's a 'child', so play with her happily."

"And the little monk from Jinling Tianjie Temple didn't have the chance to do it at the Yaowang Mansion family banquet last time, so we should pay attention." The middle-aged man sighed, "I really don't want to do it really."

After a while of silence around, the middle-aged beautiful woman went back to pack her things and was about to leave...

Looking at the sea of ​​death, Mu Yuan was lying on the bed and stammered: "Yaoyao, you can't do this. My body has been so injured. You are abusing lynching, and I will die."

"Oh, then you go and die." Yaoyao replied expressionlessly, "At worst, I can sign you and become my living puppet. You must tell me the truth at that time, so as not to force you so hard."

Mu Yuan was so scared that he hid behind the bed, and shouted with a look of no one on his face: "I will be your living puppet. If I do, I might as well die. Don't come over, I'll call you if you come over again."

"You shout, remember to make it louder, it's best to let people hear it." Yaoyao didn't raise her head and fiddled with the torture equipment, not caring at all.

"You..." Mu Yuan was immediately angry and simply made up his mind and howled loudly at the top of his voice: "Help! Help!"

Yaoyao slashed her backhand, and the silver knife cut her wrist, and blood was flowing like a rush. Mu Yuan was stunned: "What are you...what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Yaoyao suddenly threw the bloody knife in front of Mu Yuan, and Mu Yuan instinctively held it in her hand. The next moment, Yaoyao put all the remaining things into the world in her sleeve, then tilted her body and fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

Mu Yuan thought to himself that something was wrong and he was trapped. Sure enough, a large number of monks rushed in from outside the door, including his family members of the Yaowang Mansion, as well as Kunlun, Shushan and Jiuhua, about a dozen people. When they saw the scene in the room, they were shocked. The disciples of the Yaowang Mansion suddenly lost their expressions and hurriedly came up to check Yaoyao's injuries. Everyone shouted at Mu Yuan for this move, especially the disciples of Shushan who were the most enthusiastic. They drew out their long sword, glared at them, and asked Mu Yuan: "Why did you hurt this woman? She is the one who saved you!"

Jiuhua's Buddhist disciple shook his head and sighed, and asked, "Look, you are also a Buddhist disciple, why do you want to do such a thing that violates the precepts?"

Mu Yuan was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick, and she shouted: "It's not me... it's not me... it's herself... it's herself..."

A Kunlun disciple shook his head and scolded Mu Yuan: "It's enough. You are a Buddhist disciple. Not only did you hurt the innocent, but you also lied and quipped. You have violated two precepts. Do you know your mistake?"

The Yaowang Mansion family carried Yaoyao away. Before leaving, there was a young child who muttered hatefully: "I'm really blind and saved the wrong person."

After hearing this, Mu Yuan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She leaned on the bed and said helplessly: "I'm talking about it, it's not me. Do you know who this little girl is? Can you believe it or not? "

A Kunlun disciple stepped forward, confiscated the silver sword in Mu Yuan's hand, and then said angrily: "We will use formations to close the place. You can recuperate here while recuperating. In a few days, you will personally apologize to others and report your master's sect. We will send a letter back to inform you of your behavior of not following the rules. Then, your master will punish you."

"I..." Mu Yuan could not argue, so he had to point to the silver sword in the disciple's hand and said with tears in his face, "Brother, don't be so troublesome. The knife is in your hand. Forget it, you stab me to death with one knife, and get rid of my harm for the people of the world."

Everyone looked at him with contempt, then turned around and set up a magic circle, leaving Muyuan alone to think about his past. Muyuan's seven orifices were smoked, three corpses jumped into the spirit, and the wounds all over his body were angrily ached. Thinking of the days that this little girl would stay by her side to torture herself, her heart suddenly became cold. After a while, she suddenly screamed: "I want to go home-"

That night, Mu Yuan's injury worsened a little...

Early the next morning, Mu Yuan raised her head and saw Yaoyao walking in with a smile on her wrist. Mu Yuan's expression was pale and asked her without reaction: "What else do you want to do? Let's kill me."

Yaoyao sneered, moved the stool and asked, "Are you ready to tell the truth? You know I still have many methods to use."

Mu Yuan sighed and asked in confusion: "I was so puzzled. Yaoyao, why are you so anxious to find your cousin? He has been worthy of the two extremes, why don't you let him go? Do you have to make such a mess?"

Yaoyao replied coldly: "I naturally have something to do with him. I didn't look for him because I wanted to tease him. I just want to tell the truth. My cousin Siyi, is he dead? Or not dead? Has he come out? Or not out? Where can I find him?"

"I don't know, I just know he's in the two poles."

"You are lying!"

"I didn't lie!"

Yaoyao stood up, her tone was extremely cold: "Okay, I have had enough children's methods, I'm going to take real action. In one hour, I'll let you tell the truth thoroughly."

Just as he was about to start, a familiar voice sounded: "Stop making trouble, I'm here."
Chapter completed!