"What is Youyue?"

Feng Wuxin asked Lan Jinlin what is Youyue.

"hiss!"

The pain in the wound made Lan Jinlin take a breath of air. Her charming eyes looked at the puzzlement in her eyes. Lan Jinlin explained the legend about Youyue to Feng Wuxin.

Youyue is a huge organization with killers all over the seven countries.

Moreover, everyone in Youyue's martial arts are very powerful. If you provoke Youyue, you will only die.

Now that the Thousand-Faced Poison King Lan Yixiao has joined Youyue again and become Youyue’s killer, the power behind this cannot be underestimated.

Besides, Youyue is just a branch of that dark force. Now that the killer Lan Yixiao, who represents Youyue, appears in Kyoto, is really puzzled what Youyue is going to do.

"Time is gone, girl, please go back first. As for Lan Jinlin, you will stay in Jishitang for the time being."

Before Lan Jinlin could explain more to Feng Wuxin, Nangong Ao interrupted the two of them and signaled that it was not early, Feng Wuxin should go back to Qiansui Mansion.

At this time, the carriage from Qiansui Mansion also happened to come to Jishitang. Even though Feng Wuxin had a lot of confusion and doubts in his heart, he had to go back to Qiansui Mansion first after getting on the carriage and ask about all kinds of unknown things in his heart tomorrow.

Watching the carriage gradually disappear into the darkness, Nangong Ao, standing in front of Lan Jinlin, carried his hands behind his back, and the chill burst out from his body enveloped the entire Jishitang, making Lan Jinlin feel as if he had stepped into the gates of hell.

"Boy, I know the dirty deals you have with the eldest daughter of the Feng family. You should be glad that Wuxin was not injured because of this, otherwise you would have been a corpse when you appeared in front of me again."

Lan Jinlin knew what Nangong Ao was referring to, and a smile that suppressed the pressure appeared on the corner of his lips. Lan Jinlin thanked Nangong Ao for not killing him in his words.

"There is another thing you need to remember. I don't want Wuxin to participate in these things, so today's topic ends here, do you understand?"

"I understand, I naturally know how to judge."

The smile appeared even more intensely on the corners of his lips. Lan Jinlin half-squinted his eyes, making it difficult to see what kind of expression he looked like.

Old Qi, who was treating Lan Jinlin's wound, sighed helplessly and shook his head. There was an indescribable meaning hidden in the breath, and only one person could understand it.

On the other hand, Feng Wuxin, who returned to Qiansui Mansion, went straight to the study room. He planned to look for some little things about Youyue in the study room. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. But when she saw the lights in the study room light up, she knew that Mo Yi had returned.

Pushing open the door of the study room, under the light, the man in a crescent white shirt sat there quietly, looking at the secret house in his hand, frowned.

Feng Wuxin walked slowly to Mo Yi step by step, and his jade hand fell on his eyebrows to soothe the sorrow between him.

"Is the case a tricky one?"

Feng Wuxin glanced at the contents of the secret letter. It was exactly the various murders during this period, and more than a dozen corpses were found in the secret letter.

If this situation is followed, more people will inevitably die.

"Yes, it's very tricky, but I don't feel irritated when I see my wife being a husband."

Hugging Feng Wuxin into her arms, Mo Yi buried his head in her, greedily absorbing the faint fragrance.

Feeling the warm breath coming from his ears, Feng Wuxin crawled up with a blush on his cheeks.

"When did my mouth become so sweet?"

"Don't your wife like it?"

The lazy voice exuded a erotic smell. The sound made Feng Wuxin's heart twitch and he wanted to push Mo Yi to dry now.

"Stop making trouble, I have something to tell you."

In the end, Feng Wuxin, who had defeated reason, resisted the momentum of squeezing Mo Yi dry 180 times and talking about what he had tonight.

From the appearance of Lan Jinlin to the words said by Jishitang, to the so-called Youyue.

"Master, is Youyue really that powerful?"

This was the first time Feng Wuxin heard the word Youyue, but she noticed the words in Lan Jinlin's words. Youyue was the Seven Kingdoms Killer Organization, and was just one of the dark forces, a branch.

The supporter of Mo Yi, Feng Wuxin, held Feng Wuxin's small hand in his slender big hand and played it in the palm of his hand.

"Why is Madam so interested in this matter?"

"It's not that interested, but there must be a reason why the Thousand-Faced Poison King wants to frame me. The Thousand-Faced Poison King is Youyue's killer, so I couldn't help but ask a few more questions."

It was still intuition, but it was still intuition that told Feng Wuxin that this matter was inseparable from the Thousand-Faced Poison King and the strange Youyue.

Otherwise, why did the Thousand-Faced Poison King disguise herself as her? And more than once.

"Since the lady wants to know, I will come to resolve my doubts for her husband."

Mo Yi was talking about Youyue, and Feng Wuxin was fascinated by the fact that he heard it.

It turns out that the dark forces in Lan Jinlin's mouth are called Jiutian, and Youyue is just one of the organizations of Jiutian, which are both the killer organizations of Red Moon, Dark Moon, Youyue, Blood Moon, Ming Moon, Cold Moon, Qing Moon, and Crowned Moon.

These nine organizations formed the Nine Heavens together. No one knows why the Nine Heavens were born and why. They only know that the Nine Heavens had existed on the first day of the founding of the Seven Kingdoms, and threatened the Seven Kingdoms all the time like a sharp sword.

But even though the seven countries have assigned many personnel, they cannot eliminate this huge dark organization, and it has been until now.

As one of the killer branches of Jiutian, Youyue has ruled out that the Thousand-faced Poison King Lan Yixiao came to Kyoto. There must be some reason for poisoning so many people.

However, everyone has not yet found out why. Moreover, the whereabouts of Lan Yixiao, the Thousand-faced Poison King, are mysterious. Even if the Lan family sends people to Kyoto, it is impossible for Lan Yixiao to be arrested in a short time.

"Nine Heavens, Secluded Moon"

Feng Wuxin frowned slightly as he murmured these two words. If Mo Yi said, then this extremely large organization would be enough to make a fuss to make a fuss and rain. Why did he frame himself and what was his purpose?

Not sure, no one can answer this question at present.

The next day.

Early on, Mo Yi left Chitose Mansion, and more than a dozen bodies appeared three miles outside the suburbs of Kyoto.

In Qiansui Mansion, Feng Wuxin was searching for books in the study. Although she was not sure which book she was looking for, she was just relying on her intuition to search.

"The Unofficial History of Yan State."

Suddenly, Feng Wuxin's fingertips touched a blue cover book on the bookshelf that had been forgotten for a long time. A faint layer of dust fell on the book. It seemed that no one had read it for a long time.

Looking at the unofficial history of Yan State, Feng Wuxin found some records about Kyoto on one of the chapters. The book says that the place where Kyoto is located is the dragon vein of Yan State. The reason why Yan State is prosperous and prosperous is also an important connection with this extremely Feng Shui treasure land.
Chapter completed!