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Two sharp gazes focused on Jiang Yuan's face.

Jiang Yuan: ...

She coughed dryly, then cast a spell to tie them both up.

That's right, now that she has inherited Li Zhuoyi's skills, she has become the master of the secret realm, and is no longer bound by the rules in this secret realm. And before she came to the space where Yu Huai and Mu Jiming were, she improved the rules of the secret realm, and the ghosts were not allowed to use ghost power.

Of the three present now, she has an overwhelming advantage.

Ha! It feels good to control other people’s fate.

Jiang Yuan sat cross-legged opposite the two of them: "It's not easy for the three of us to have such a peaceful moment sitting opposite each other, why don't we have a good chat and clear up the misunderstanding."

She suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but look at Yu Huai with a gratified expression:

"It's been half a month. It seems that Yu Huai didn't kill his fellow disciples."

I think: …

Mu Jiming: …………

"You've only been gone for half an hour, how can you say half a month?"

Yu Huai looked at Jiang Yuan as if he was a fool: "Time flows at a different speed, how could he be safe and sound in my hands for half a month?"

Jiang Yuan felt that she might have read too many books recently, so her brain was not working well. She pulled the corners of her mouth together awkwardly and immediately changed the subject: "Speaking of which, you two should not have any hatred. Are you really fighting for the opportunity to kill me?"

Yu Huai snorted in a very uncooperative manner. He did not show any surprise after finding that he could not use his ghost power. It was probably because he was discovered by the owner of the secret realm, and he could not expose himself in front of these two people.

Mu Jiming seemed a little dazed for the first time, "Do you think we have no hatred or grudges?"

Jiang Yuan:!

This sentence contains a lot of information. Should she know it?

Mu Jiming lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking: "No wonder you don't remember this either."

His voice was very low, but every word struck Jiang Yuan's heart and brought her great fear.

What are these memories she has forgotten? They all seem to be very important. Can she recover her memories after removing the poison?

Questions lingered in her mind, making her completely oblivious to the noise coming from behind the stone wall.

Yu Huai was the first to react. He wanted to go over and check, but was restrained by the ropes and fell back into his original position.

Jiang Yuan's eyes regained clarity, and she pulled the rope and took the two of them away.

After they left, this space collapsed, burying this mysterious inheritance forever under the ruins...

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Ever since the last tripartite meeting that only had a beginning and ended in nothing, Mu Jiming has always seemed absent-minded. This is the third time today that he has stared in the direction of Jiang Yuan in a daze.

If this continues, there will probably be dozens of versions of gossips circulating between the two of them before they even return to the sect.

She walked towards Mu Jiming, and stopped after just a few steps: "Don't follow me, I need to talk to Mu Jiming alone."

Yu Huai stopped and didn't move forward, but there was an obvious daze in his eyes.

He was a little annoyed, it was all because of this damn rule. He was not used to being seen without his ghost power, and he always subconsciously followed Jiang Yuan. He was not a stalker!

He turned around and walked in the opposite direction, either to avoid suspicion or out of anger.

Jiang Yuan sat down in the open space next to Mu Jiming. Before he could think of how to start talking, Mu Jiming spoke first: "I will help you get rid of the control of the head."

Jiang Yuan: "You have always stood on the side of the headmaster. How can I trust you?"

Mu Jiming did not answer her question directly, but instead gave a bitter laugh.

Jiang Yuan then noticed that his face was very pale, and he looked even more haggard than when he was seriously injured before.

"I seem to have always admired the you who was controlled... I didn't know that at that time, you were already controlled..."

Jiang Yuan waited patiently, and then Mu Jiming stretched out his hand to her: "Excuse me, can you put your hand up?"

Jiang Yuan: "You don't mind me contacting you?"

Mu Jiming smiled bitterly: "It's just a psychological trauma from childhood, it's okay."

Jiang Yuan gently placed his hand on it, and she felt the familiar burning sensation.

Mu Jiming's face became noticeably paler.

Not knowing what he had done, Jiang Yuan's mind flooded with fragments of his memories:

It was a day twelve years ago, when Yu Huai and Mu Jiming were still children.

That year, Mu Jiming was five years old, and Yu Huai was three and a half years old. Mu Jiming was just a playmate of Master Yu Huai, and his father was a guard in Yu's mansion.

He only remembered that day, the house was in chaos, and his mother hid the two of them in the water tank at the door while crying, and told him not to come out no matter what he heard.

He agreed, then covered his own and Young Master Yu Huai's mouths tightly.

Hearing the sounds of burning, killing and looting outside, he was extremely scared. He waited for a long, long time before the screaming stopped.

He still didn't dare to go out. He was waiting for his mother to come back and find them.

I waited and waited until late at night.

The two little boys fell asleep snuggling together.

The lid of the water tank was suddenly opened, and Mu Jiming was immediately awakened from his uneasy sleep. Looking up, he saw Jiang Yuan's face.

"It's really strange, a pure yang soul in an extremely yin body, and a pure yin soul in an extremely yang body."

Xiao Mu Jiming didn't know what was going on. He didn't dare to speak. He just stared blankly at the woman who looked like a fairy.

Jiang Yuan fished them both out of the water tank.

Mu Jiming was still a child himself but he still knew how to take care of the young master. He dragged Yu Huai who was sleeping soundly.

Then he saw the most cruel scene: corpses all over the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Jiang Yuan crossed his arms, without the slightest intention of comforting the child, and the sword hanging at his waist was spotless.

It was unknown how long it had been, maybe ten minutes, or maybe only a few dozen seconds, Mu Jiming made a major decision. He knelt in front of Jiang Yuan: "Fairy, please accept us as your disciples!"

Jiang Yuan tilted his head: "You want revenge?"

"Ok!"

Jiang Yuan seemed to be troubled: "But I seem to have avenged you accidentally just now, and now you have no enemies."

I have no relatives anymore.

Perhaps it was the strange words she said when she opened the water jar that gave him courage. He was like a dodder that suddenly lost its support and was eager to find another place to stay.

"Didn't you say that we have special physiques..."

Jiang Yuan was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled playfully: "Because of your specialness, neither of you is suitable for cultivating immortals, unless you exchange bodies with the little guy next to you. You get his pure yang body and have a promising future, but he will be easily targeted by ghosts and will never be able to cultivate to the right path."

Mu Jiming opened his mouth in surprise, and his hands unconsciously pinched the hem of his clothes.

At this time, Yu Huai woke up. He looked up and called out, "Brother Ji Ming, what's wrong?"

Mu Jiming's body shook violently.