Hey, you are reborn too?

"Ahem," Xie Yongwei deliberately cleared her throat twice, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the room was slightly dispelled. "Do you feel that what happened tonight is a bit strange?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Mian's voice rose slightly at the end. He was clearly asking seriously, but Xie Yongwei heard something else and blushed unconsciously.

"Your face turns red so easily," Xie Yongwei felt her cheek being gently touched, "You really have plenty of energy and blood."

Xie Yongwei raised her eyes slightly and looked towards the window again. She turned her gaze back calmly and slowly closed the distance between her and Jiang Mian.

"Did you see that?" Xie Yongwei lowered her voice, with a smile on her face, as if she was whispering sweet nothings to Jiang Mian in his ear, "the white smoke by the window."

"Awei..."

Jiang Mian called softly, as if he heard love words, and he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart, so he hugged Xie Yongwei tighter.

"I saw it," Jiang Mian took the opportunity to get close to Xie Yongwei and whispered softly in her ear, "Is someone trying to harm us?"

"Probably."

"How are you?" Jiang Mian's eyes were gentle, as if he was saying something sweet. "Are you feeling dizzy?"

"Oh," Xie Yongwei suddenly yelled and patted Jiang Mian lightly, "You are so bad!"

She shook her head slightly.

"Awei..."

Jiang Mian moved closer to Xie Yongwei again, but his voice was a little cold: "Wait a minute, I'll be back soon."

"Here," Xie Yongwei gently grasped his fingers and stuffed a pill into his hand, smiling, "It's for resisting illusions."

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other under the lamp. The light did not waver at all. The bright yellow light illuminated half of the room. Everything was said without words.

Jiang Mian didn't say anything else. He poured the pill into his mouth and swallowed it with his Adam's apple moving slightly.

Xie Yongwei couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what a ruthless person, he just swallowed it like that, didn't he feel choked?

Jiang Mian gave Xie Yongwei a brief smile, and then he started to act. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the window. He moved so quickly that he almost left a shadow.

Xie Yongwei couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. This boy is quite good at martial arts.

"Spare my life..."

Before Xie Yongwei could see clearly, a broken scream was heard outside the window.

This voice wasn't from Jiang Mian, so it must be the person who secretly released the smoke.

Xie Yongwei clenched the handkerchief in her hand, took two quick steps, and came to the window. She wanted to see who was the person who deliberately framed her and Jiang Mian!

The man had been strangled by Jiang Mian's throat and could only let out screams from time to time.

"This person," Xie Yongwei asked while the person was calling out, "Do you recognize him?"

"I don't know her." Jiang Mian looked up and saw that it was Xie Yongwei. He then spoke slowly, "Does this person look familiar to you, Awei?"

There is no moon tonight, and without the lights on, it is extremely dark by the window. In this dark night, Xie Yongwei can only make out the outlines of the two people, but cannot see the person's face clearly.

"It's hard to see clearly," Xie Yongwei leaned outward while holding onto the windowsill, trying to be graceful, "Pull him closer to the windowsill."

Jiang Mian was very obedient. He grabbed his neck and dragged the man to the window.

Seeing that the man's throat was strangled but his hands and feet were free, Xie Yongwei was afraid that he might suddenly attack her, so she took out a small brocade bag from her sleeve.

She gently loosened the restraint on the top of the brocade bag, pinched it at the bottom, and raised her hand lightly, and the white powder in the brocade bag flew into the man's mouth and nose.

The man was already strangled by the throat and his eyes were dazed. Then he was attacked by the white powder and his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"This medicine is interesting," Jiang Mian smiled slightly, but he didn't loosen his grip, his five fingers still tightly clasped the man's neck, "Awei, did you make this yourself?"

"Yes," Xie Yongwei nodded gently, "He has been poisoned by this powder and will not wake up for a while. You can loosen your hand on his neck first."

Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows slightly, and although he felt a little uneasy, he did as he was told and let go of his hand.

But he was careful and held the man's arms behind his back to make sure he would not suddenly attack and hurt anyone. Then he pushed him to the window for Xie Yongwei to identify him carefully.

Xie Yongwei had not expected to recognize this person.

After all, she felt that the person who came to assassinate her and Jiang Mian would definitely hide his identity well, at least after the incident was exposed, the person behind the scenes would not be implicated.

But I didn't expect that the man in front of me was wearing a silver mask.

Hey, isn’t this the traditional dress of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the martial arts world?

Xie Yongwei blinked twice and moved her gaze to the man's waist, and sure enough, she saw a long sword.

"Take down that sword so I can see it," Xie Yongwei pointed at the sword on the man's waist, "Maybe this sword is the key to confirming his identity."

Jiang Mian did not hesitate at all. He continued to hold the man's wrists with his left hand, while his right hand deftly unbuckled the man's waist, took out the sword, and handed it steadily to Xie Yongwei.

"Thank you."

Xie Yongwei curled the corners of her mouth slightly, then lowered her head to identify it with the help of the light in the room.

Wow, the words "Xuan Tian Sword Sect" are really engraved on the hilt!

There was a gleam of cruelty in Xie Yongwei's eyes, Jiang Yu, it's you again!

"What's wrong?" The young man's clear voice diluted the deep hatred in Xie Yongwei's eyes a little, "Did this person offend you? Is there a grudge between you two?"

Xie Yongwei breathed a sigh of relief. She recognized that the person who was knocked unconscious was not Jiang Yu. It was most likely one of Jiang Yu's subordinates who could perform illusions.

"He and I don't have any," Xie Yongwei silently handed the sword to Jiang Mian, her voice unconsciously gnashing with gritted teeth, "but I and the people behind him do."

"Who is behind him?" Jiang Mian asked curiously, "Awei, how do you know this person is being instructed by someone?"

"Look at the words written on the hilt," Xie Yongwei gently raised her head and looked directly at Jiang Mian without any hesitation, "He is from the Xuantian Sword Sect, and the leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect, I have a grudge against him."

Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Interesting, I specially sent someone to check, the leader of Xuantian Sword Sect is none other than Jiang Yu, whom Awei loved terribly in her previous life!

"Awei," Jiang Mian frowned slightly, looking confused, and tilted his head slightly, "From what you said, you are very familiar with the leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

"..."

Xie Yongwei let out a deep breath. It was not just familiarity. She had seen all kinds of Jiang Yu in her previous life.

He acts like a decent person in front of others, but behind the scenes he curries favor with the powerful and pursues fame and fortune. If there is anything that can help him ascend the throne, he will do it no matter how great the price.

He never considers whether the action is moral or whether it will harm others.

He only thought about his throne. Apart from the dragon chair, there was nothing else in his eyes.

For the throne, he would do anything and use anyone.

There was a daze in Xie Yongwei's eyes, and she thought of her father and brother who had died unjustly in her previous life, and her child who had died tragically.

"Awei," the young man called out softly, pulling Xie Yongwei out of that bloody nightmare, "Can I know what the grudge is between you and the leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect?"