"You can't die yet. Didn't you say that you want to be the leader of Chaoxin Sect?"

Yue Xingli raised her hand and patted Chen Weiwei on the shoulder: "Although you and I are not familiar with each other, and I can't stand the pretense you sometimes put on, but I know you are not a bad person, and I hope you can speak.

Forget it, be a good member of the Chao Xin Sect, the sect leader."

She pointed to the outside of the city: "Let's go, let's go now."

Chen Weiwei could only nod: "Sister, please be more careful."

"Thanks."

Yue Xingli smiled, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly she remembered something and turned around to tell Chen Weiwei: "Don't trust beauties too much. From today on, don't trust any beauties you meet in Dongbo easily."

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After she finished speaking, she jumped away.

Chen Weiwei looked at the direction Yue Xingli left, wondering what Yue Xingli meant.

Half an hour later, in an ordinary house.

Yue Xingli jumped in from outside the yard and looked around. She was so quiet that it was a bit embarrassing.

At this moment, she realized something was wrong and turned around to leave.

But just when she wanted to move, her feet couldn't move, as if they were tightly held there by a pair of invisible hands.

After a while, her body began to bend involuntarily, and her head kept lowering until her head touched the ground.

Several men in black came from all around and stopped about a foot away from her.

"Where's the stuff?"

someone asked her.

Yue Xingli gritted her teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

"Your master."

The man walked slowly not far from Yue Xingli. He raised his hand and gently lifted it up.

In such a posture, Yue Xingli's head tilted up involuntarily, and her face looked a little ferocious under the severe pain.

She bent over and put her head on the ground. When she raised her head again, her forehead rubbed against the ground. Her skin was broken and her face was covered in blood.

And her head was still tilted back, until the front of her neck was so stretched that it felt like it was about to burst, and her cervical vertebrae were about to be broken in the next breath.

"You know what I'm asking you."

The man squatted down and looked at Yue Xingli in this way.

"A very good-looking guy."

He raised his hand and scratched it left and right. Although he was still at least two feet away from Yue Xingli's face, blood marks appeared on Yue Xingli's face.

"Girls love beauty, don't you care?"

he asks.

But under such pain, Yue Xingli still gritted her teeth and persisted.

"What a bunch of stupid people."

The man in black raised his hand and took off the black scarf on his face. He had an ordinary face, not good-looking or ugly. When he walked on the street, he was just one of the ordinary people, and no one would pay much attention to it.

But Yue Xingli knew him because he was a handyman in the imperial kitchen of Dongbo Palace.

This man took a token and waved it in front of Yue Xingli's eyes: "Do you know me? This is Dayu Yu Lingwei's token."

"I might as well tell you directly that we know every move you make towards the Heart Sect from more than ten years ago to now."

"You brought something with you and suddenly disappeared today. It really took us a while to find you. You're so talented, you were able to get away from the spy."

The man put the token away.

"The Chaoxin Sect was founded under the instruction of Yu Lingwei. Don't you know this? The immortal Yan Beisheng you admire is just following orders."

He asked: "You are all doing things for the court and your majesty. I can give you a serious status, but if you don't tell me, I can only make you experience more pain."

Yue Xingli suddenly became cruel and bit off her own tongue.

"Um?"

The man frowned.

With a wave of his hand, Yue Xingli's neck was broken and her head fell to the ground.

"It really pissed me off."

He stood up straight: "Go and find it. Even if she doesn't tell you, you still have to get the thing back."

"Yes, Commander!"
Chapter completed!