Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 457

Mu Jin's body was like a falling star, slowly shrinking in front of his eyes until it disappeared completely.

Feng Yin laid down heavily on the wooden board. Looking at the sparkling stars in his eyes, his lips slowly curled up. He had finally become Mu Jin!

A fiery-red figure flashed past the corner of Feng Yin's eyes.

"Ning Zheyan!" Ning Zheyan who was squatting down and was about to secretly carry Wei Yuanwei, stopped.

A seductive and feminine face appeared under the pale moonlight.

"My Lord!" Ning Zheyan immediately knelt down, and respectfully lowered his head: "Are you going to spare Wei Yuanwei's life?"

"You saw my face, do you think I'll forgive you?" Feng Yin shot a cold gaze at Ning Zheyan.

A silver needle appeared in his hand.

Ning Zheyan's expression was slightly panicking as she gently placed Wei Yuanwei back on the wooden board, "Master, Zheyan has always thought Master is the most proud disciple, and Master has even personally taught Zheyan how to concoct poisons and use hidden weapons. Zheyan even has a heart of respect for Master, and has even sworn an oath that she will swear loyalty to Master!"

"The pavilion master you revered has long since been killed by me!" Feng Yin snorted, he said those words sinisterly, and shot the silver needle in his hand towards Ning Zheyan.

However, the silver needle in Ning Zheyan's hand had already been shot out by Feng Yin, and two of them shot out consecutively. The first one pierced into Feng Yin's body, and the second one struck the silver needle that Feng Yin shot over.

Because of his body's reasons, he could not use his internal energy, and even more so, he could not use his martial arts so easily.

Feng Yin's body, which was lying on the ground, groaned and struggled for a while before fainting.

Ning Zheyan lifted her face, his charming eyes were actually filled with thick killing intent. He gently bit his captivating red lips and said in an especially sinister voice, "I heard the conversation between you two just now. I naturally know that you are not the old pavilion master that I was respectful to back then!"

Ning Zheyan took out the Featherless Blade on Wei Yuanwei's waist, walking to Feng Yin's side, the perverted look in his eyes was filled with hatred: "You killed the pavilion master that I have always respected, I will absolutely not let you die so easily!"

After saying that, Ning Zheyan raised his Feather less Blade and was about to stab Ning Zheyan's eyes, but a pair of jade-like hands held onto Ning Zheyan's wrist that was holding the Feather less Blade.

Instantly, Ning Zheyan's face changed, her left hand quickly received the palm from Feng Yin.

The strong wind from their palms split the two of them apart.

"Pa!" Another sound of the railing breaking could be heard. The Wind Roar was originally very close to the railing, so when it was knocked away by the force of the palm wind, the person hit the railing once again.

Ning Zheyan could not care less about his unconscious left hand, she turned his hand and a silver needle flew towards Feng Yin, but right after, the silver needles that Ning Zheyan shot out a few times were dodged by Feng Yin.

Just as Feng Yin was about to climb up the railing, the silver needles on his body had already been used up, Ning Zheyan touched the needles on his waist and without thinking, he shot them towards Feng Yin.

It hit right on Feng Yin's head, and at that moment, Feng Yin's hand loosened and his entire body fell down from the top of the tower.

Ning Zheyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her originally pale face was now as thin as snow, without any signs of life.

Ning Zheyan immediately pressed all the acupoints on her body, controlling the flow of her blood vessels, she then carried Wei Yuanwei and walked down from the fortress.

When Wei Yuanwei woke up, her entire body was sore, but the scene in front of him was extremely unfamiliar.

What was going on? Wasn't she supposed to be in the palace? Why did she suddenly come to this wilderness?

Wei Yuanwei sat up on the gra.s.s, but discovered that there was another person lying beside him. Other than Ning Zheyan, who else could he be wearing a dress that was like fire?

"Ning Zheyan? Ning Zheyan? " When Wei Yuanwei flipped Ning Zheyan over, she was extremely shocked.

His face was as pale as a dead man's, and his lips were a terrifying purple.

Wei Yuanwei called out a few more times, but Ning Zheyan still did not have any reaction. Wei Yuanwei touched Ning Zheyan's pulse, it was already extremely weak, and her body was especially ice-cold.

Wei Yuanwei could not care so much. After rummaging through Ning Zheyan's body, she finally found the syringe that Ning Zheyan had been carrying around with him.

He urgently needed fresh blood!

Wei Yuanwei used the weak moonlight as she pierced her own vein with the needle and extracted some blood from it. Then, she injected it into Ning Zheyan's body.

Wei Yuanwei had sucked his blood three times, and Ning Zheyan's face finally started to flush a little.

"Ning Zheyan, what happened? Why are you here? " Wei Yuanwei stood at the side and watched for a long time, when she saw Ning Zheyan opening her eyes, she immediately asked.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and the light was hazy. When it shone on Wei Yuanwei's face, it made it seem as if Wei Yuanwei's face was completely white.

"What's the matter with you?" Ning Zheyan frowned slightly, then lowered her head and looked at her arm and said: "You gave me a blood transfusion?"

Wei Yuanwei nodded: "Why are you here? And why am I with you? What about Mu Jin? Why didn't he come to find me after I waited for so long? "

"He won't come!" Ning Zheyan's voice was extremely haggard, the energy in Feng Yin's body was thicker than his, even though he was heavily injured.

But it was enough to kill him.

"What did you say?" Wei Yuanwei's anxious face quickly froze.

"He's dead!" Ning Zheyan opened his enchanting eyes weakly. His beautiful peach blossom eyes that should have been s.h.i.+ning, were now without a trace of bright light, like the dim stars.

Wei Yuanwei's entire person looked as if she had been struck by a giant bolt of lightning, her body was stiff and her eyes were straight. After a long while, she finally said, "That's impossible, Mu Jin won't die. You lied to me, didn't you? "

"I saw him fall from that tower …" Ning Zheyan's gaze turned distant as he looked at the tower in front of the mountain.

"Why is he on the tower?" Wei Yuanwei was even more confused, did she really not have any impression of him? She only knew that when she was in the An Le Hall, her heart was beating extremely quickly, and then she lost all sense of her body. It was only when she woke up that she found herself lying in the wilderness, with Ning Zheyan lying beside her.

What happened in the time she was unconscious?

"It seems like Mu Jin made a deal with the pavilion master, it might be because of the poison in your body, but then the two of them started to fight for some reason, when I reached the top of the tower, Mu Jin had already fallen down from the roof, and the pavilion master was also badly injured, I had wanted to secretly save you, but I didn't think that … The pavilion master whom I have always been in awe of is long dead! " Ning Zheyan spoke in an intermittent voice that was extremely weak, like the sound of a mosquito, Wei Yuanwei placed her ear next to Ning Zheyan's mouth.