subordinates dare not

The color of Meng Fuyuan's eyes changed drastically in an instant, and finally all his emotions fell silent. He said in a deep voice, "You are right." After a short pause, he asked again, "Then under what circumstances do you think you will be afraid of being identified as a A member of the Demon Cult?"

Huo Yi: "The owner means that the role of 'I' is always upright, right?"

"Yes."

"That means, 'I' may have done some things for the Demon Cult in order to survive when I was in the Demon Cult, and it cannot be washed away by time. Once these things are dug out by the decent, 'I' can't say anything, because indeed, if' I'm saying that everything is done to temporarily cater to the Devil's Cult and save one's life, obviously, it is not convincing."

Every time Huo Yi said a word, Meng Fuyuan's eyes became heavy.

"I think it's a bit like double-faced undercover agents that once appeared in the rivers and lakes." Huo Yi continued slowly, "Assuming that the undercover agent was sent by our side, and sent to the enemy camp, the original intention was to make the undercover agent pretend." Help the enemy to gain more trust, but you don't know if the undercover enemy camp is instigated, and you don't know if he really wants to help the enemy, or if he is temporarily compromised."

"That's right." Meng Fuyuan said calmly, "So the character I'm giving now is a character who once fell into the Devil's Cult. What he did in the Devil's Cult, you can say that he was trying to temporarily deceive the Devil's Cult. He is close to the center of power, but there is another situation, he was shaken by the Demon Cult, so he finally chose to follow the Demon Cult and work as a minion. In this way, when the past reappears, it is really difficult to clear the suspicion and gain the trust of decent people."

"What the owner said is reasonable." Huo Yi echoed.

"As expected of me." Meng Fuyuan looked into the other party's eyes with a smile, "You have helped me a lot, I really, like you more and more."

"...The lord."

"Ok?"

"Fu Yuan."

Meng Fuyuan squinted his eyes, and his slender eyelashes floated gently in mid-air, "It's pretty smart."

"Your Hetian Hongyu bead, I've been busy recently, you have to wait, I'll fix it for you when I go back." Meng Fuyuan thought for a while and added, "I've asked you so many questions, do you have anything to ask me? "

Huo Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "There is one."

"Just ask."

"When did the owner recognize me?"

"Can't figure it out?" Meng Fuyuan smiled with his eyes upturned, revealing a row of white teeth, "You have too many flaws."

"Which?"

"You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you?" Meng Fuyuan simply pushed aside the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, resting his chin on one hand, and tapped the fingertips of the other hand on the table a few times, "Although I am not proficient in Wuwei Villa's swordsmanship, Not clueless."

Huo Yi said, "Only this, can't you be sure?"

"There are also the gestures you made when you led me out of Linghao Pavilion, and the tricks you used to knock down the disciples of Linghao Pavilion." Meng Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and said slowly with a chuckle.

Huo Yining frowned in thought, and then said: "Still not sure? The gesture may be just a coincidence, and the trick to knock down the disciples of Linghao Pavilion is also a common trick in the world."

"Of course it's more than that." Meng Fuyuan smiled complacently, "These can only be said, which made me suspicious, and made me basically sure that the reason why Yan Yuanbai was lying was that the copybook you brought me was Copy it seven times less."

"Don't copy it once, I just think you Huo Yi made a mistake in counting in a hurry. Seven times is not a small number, it means you haven't finished copying."

Meng Fuyuan didn't say the whole thing, but Huo Yi understood it instantly.

"So... when the owner asked me to write a poem, was he testing me for the last time? And my action of dipping the ink really showed flaws, so the owner saw through my disguise?"

"No." Meng Fuyuan lowered his head and chuckled a few times, "At that time, I had already confirmed your identity, and I deliberately said those words just to make you false alarm, who wants you to always contradict yourself inexplicably and contradict yourself. Judging by your reaction, my goal has almost been achieved."

Huo Yi frowned slightly, "...Could it be that I was caught by the owner before?"

"Hold out your hand, right hand."

Although Huo Yi didn't understand Meng Fuyuan's deep meaning, he still followed his advice.

The cold fingertips touched the opponent's skin, Meng Fuyuan rolled up a piece of sleeve with both hands, and rubbed the place three inches below the end of the opponent's ulna, "You have a small raised mole here, don't you know?"

Huo Yi was slightly startled, "The time you fed the medicine?!"

"I finally remembered." Meng Fuyuan smiled brightly and cunningly.

"It turns out that...the owner of the villa can really confirm my identity in this way...I underestimated the owner of the villa..." As he spoke, Huo Yi's expression suddenly became very strange, "The owner...don't touch me. It's..."

"Of course you underestimate me. I'm the smartest person in Wuwei Villa." Meng Fuyuan's eyes fell on Huo Yi's arm. Me? How can there be such a reason in this world?"

"No..." Huo Yi froze his body and murmured, "The owner misunderstood me..."

"Then what do you mean?" Meng Fuyuan intensified when he heard the words, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the other party. In an instant, his wrist was buckled upside down on the desk, and the other party easily grabbed it with the jaws of a tiger.

For a while, Meng Fuyuan couldn't take it back, and could only let his wrist be imprisoned on the cold table, but the skin that touched it suddenly became hot.

"I can't help it." Huo Yi said in a low voice.

"I didn't ask you to bear it, don't hold yourself back." Meng Fuyuan laughed lightly and mocked.

Huo Yi's eyes were turbulent, and he glanced at the surrounding scenery lightly from the corner of his eye, "Are you sure you want to be here?"

A rare thin layer of shyness appeared on his face, Meng Fuyuan turned his head uncomfortably, and whispered softly: "Actually... the study can also..."

……

Soon, Zhuang Zhuang Meng regretted it, so regretful that his intestines were green.Because of the poor sound insulation in the study, Meng Fuyuan almost yelled out several times, but wanted to save some of the dignity of the owner, so he could only forcefully swallow it down his throat.

Accept the pain and joy that the other party bestows.