Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

"what!!"

A piercing scream resounded throughout the room. He Aman's eyes widened, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight, with a look of fear on his face.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Then she heard a joking voice coming from behind her.

He Aman turned around and saw a man in Tsing Yi standing beside the bed, arms crossed, looking at her with interest.

"You, who are you?!"

She was full of vigilance and stepped back slightly.

"Ye Qing'er is famous throughout the Southern Territory, but no one knows his true face under the mask. Today, let me see him."

The corners of Dongfang Mu's mouth curved up, revealing a hint of a smile. After speaking, he flashed and approached He Aman directly.

He was extremely fast and arrived in front of He Aman in the blink of an eye.

He Aman was startled and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but a terrifying aura instantly locked onto her body, making her unable to move at all.

She is just a weak monk in the early stage of Qi refining~

How to withstand the pressure of the opponent's Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse.

Her pupils shrank suddenly and her eyelashes trembled.

Dongfang Mu stretched out his right hand, and his fingertips touched the bronze mask covering her face.

"you……"

He Aman was speechless, endless fear welling up in his heart.

The next second, Dongfang Mu pulled off the bronze mask on He Aman's face.

What caught the eye was a stunningly pretty face, with long curly eyelashes slightly rippling with white, a small and straight bridge of the nose, and red and soft lips, as delicate as cherry blossom petals.

It's beautiful, but——

Something always feels wrong.

Dongfang Mu frowned slightly and stared at He Aman.

He Aman felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and his heart beat faster and faster.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and asked: "You...that...what else do you want?"

Dongfang Mu stretched out his right hand and gently patted He Aman on the shoulder.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were stroking his lover's smooth cheek.

But in He Aman's eyes, it seemed like a call to death.

Her breathing became rapid.

"You, don't mess around..."

Dongfang Mu's movements stopped abruptly.

His expression was frozen on his face, as if he had been cast by freeze-frame magic, and his eyes were staring straight at the person in front of him.

Finally realized what was wrong.

Is the person in front of me too timid?

According to rumors, Ye Qing'er and the god-transformation monks are like ants in front of her, killing people without blinking an eye.

And the woman in front of him was actually frightened into looking like this?

This has to be thought-provoking.

but.

But at the Wanyou Chamber of Commerce auction, when Ye Qing'er left, he had been following her.

It's impossible to arrest the wrong person.

Unless, this Ye Qing'er was a fake from the beginning!

"Who are you?"

Dongfang Mu's tone suddenly turned cold, and his voice was full of murderous intent, "You'd better tell me everything, otherwise, I will use you to test the poison, and you will be my medicine man forever, and you will live and die! "

Hearing Dongfang Mu's cold voice, He Aman's body trembled violently, and a layer of mist of tears appeared in his eyes.

She didn't dare to look up at Dongfang Mu's expression, so she could only grit her teeth and reply: "My...my name is He Aman, and I am an outer disciple of the Yunyan Sect."

Dongfang Mu's face became increasingly gloomy, "Why are you, an outer disciple of the Yunyan Sect, pretending to be Ye Qing'er?"

"A high-level monk asked Ye Qing'er to go see her. If she didn't go, she would destroy the Yunyan Sect. The sect couldn't contact Ye Qing'er, so they had to pretend to be Ye Qing'er to see the monk. "

He Aman lowered his head and his voice was as low as a mosquito.

Dongfang Mu's brows twisted into the character "Chuan".

"I...I am acting under orders, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"You made my joy go to waste, and you still want me to let you go?"

He Aman's body was shaking violently, he didn't dare to say anything anymore, and his tears were falling down.

"That's all, I'll spare your life for now."

Dongfang Mu snorted coldly, turned and left.

The door was closed, and the terrifying pressure disappeared.

He Aman collapsed on the ground, covering his face and crying bitterly.

"Senior brother Wuwuwu, please come and save me...save me...wuwuwu...I don't want to be a medicine man..."

……

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The night is shrouded and the moonlight is flowing.

The sky is dotted with stars, bright and clear, exuding a faint brilliance.

Delmo City did not seem lonely because of the fall of night. People were still coming and going on the streets and it was extremely lively.

Song Ci shuttled through the bustling streets and alleys, constantly looking for traces of He Aman.

Delmo City is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and it is subject to many restrictions. The longer time goes by, the greater the danger.

Although the aura mark was left on He Aman before, he could sense it as long as he was nearby.

But after searching for so long, there is no clue. It cannot be ruled out that the mark was erased by a high-level monk.

A sense of helplessness suddenly arose in his heart. People disappeared under his nose, but he had nowhere to start.

"It would be nice if Senior Sister was here."

Song Ci shook his head, shook the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, and continued to search around.

Suddenly, he paused and turned around.

In his line of sight, several figures walked slowly by. The one walking at the front was a slim and slender woman. She wore a red skirt wrapped around her well-shaped figure. Between her waist and waist, a section of snow-white skin was exposed. Jade skin.

On her right side is Xu Ling, the leader of the Tianlang Sect.

Behind him were the three Golden Core Realm monks from the Tianlang Sect and the two Yunyan Sect disciples who were taken hostage.

Except for the two disciples of Yunyan Sect, everyone in this group of seven exuded a strong aura.

Especially the woman in the red dress gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Your Excellency is from the Yun Yan Sect? Where is Ye Qing'er?"

When the two sides were five meters apart, the woman in the red dress stopped and looked at Song Ci, her voice as clear as a silver bell.

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

When the two hostages Chen Hu and Liu Peng behind the woman saw Song Ci, they immediately shouted excitedly.

Song Ci nodded slightly to the two of them, his eyes passed over several people, and finally settled on the woman in red, and his heart trembled.

A high-level monk in the late stage of the Fusion Realm, with this level of cultivation, is enough to sweep through any force in the Southern Territory, let alone destroy the Yunyan Sect.

Let’s not talk about whether the bullshit plan of impersonating Ye Qing’er can be fooled.

Right now, even the fake Ye Qing'er is gone! ! !

The teacher has not succeeded!

He composed himself, raised his hands in salute, and said without blushing or without a beating heart: "I'm Song Ci of the Yunyan Sect. When I first came to Delmo City, Senior Ye wandered around. As for where she is now, I don't know."