"I don't know what to say." Ning Zheyan's mind also became chaotic, and the black pupils became darker and darker, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit.

He clearly remembered what happened a year ago. Feng Yin's voice was exactly the same as Mu Jin's, but because of the urgent situation, he didn't care about it, but he felt that something was wrong. He even thought that Mu Jin was the pavilion master and that he was the one who killed Mu Jin.

"Ning Zheyan, I found a needle very close to the temple in Feng Yin's head, and it looks very similar to the one you used!" Looking at the light in Ning Zheyan's eyes, Wei Yuanwei suddenly remembered about the silver needle.

When Wei Yuanwei said the two words "Feng Yin", Ning Zheyan's expression instantly became extremely ugly, and she asked somewhat urgently: "That person is called Feng Yin? "You remember correctly?"

"No, although he lost his memory and became a fool, he still remembered his name. It seems like he accidentally mentioned his name when he was sleeping!"

"What's his name?" Ning Zheyan's black pupils contracted intensely, and he grabbed onto Wei Yuanwei's arm even more tightly.

"Hey …" "Qingcheng?" Wei Yuanwei tried her best to recall.

When Ning Zheyan heard the name, she immediately held onto Wei Yuanwei's hand, like a taut rubber band that would lose its elasticity after using for a long time. Ning Zheyan leaned on the wall behind him, her eyes dimmed, and her body did not have any strength left.

The new Pavilion Master's name was Baili Qingcheng. She was chosen by the old Pavilion Master to be his disciple, and was also his successor!

Why were there two people in this world who looked exactly the same? The voice could be altered through medicine, and the face could be altered through disguising. However, if Feng Yin had disguised himself to look like Mu Jin, it was impossible that Wei Yuanwei would not be able to notice him.

Of course, there was another way to thoroughly change a person's appearance, and that was to change their face!

Wasn't his subst.i.tute created by the pavilion master?

Feng Yin and Baili Qingcheng were both disciples of the Pavilion Master, so it wasn't impossible for Feng Yin to ask Baili Qingcheng to help him create Mu Jin's appearance!

If it was really like this, it was possible for Wei Yuanwei to not be able to recognize him for a while!

No, there was still a trace of doubt in Ning Zheyan's mind. Feng Yin's voice was the same as Mu Jin's, even if he took the medicine, it would only last for three to five days. It had already been a year?

Could it be that Feng Yin was only pretending to lose his memories, pretending to be a fool?

"What about that Feng Yin guy?" Ning Zheyan looked at Wei Yuanwei nervously.

"I don't know either!" Wei Yuanwei roughly explained what happened at the manor, and also mentioned Bai Lian.

"Ning Zheyan, what's going on? Is that silver needle yours? " Wei Yuanwei also began to worry, he kept having the feeling that Ning Zheyan knew something.

"Hymn of the Wind …" Ning Zheyan pursed his lips, and grabbed onto Wei Yuanwei's arm: "Little tail, Zheyan will take you with him? Zheyan will bring you back to the underworld clan! "

Wei Yuanwei became more and more unfathomable, "What happened in the end? How are you going to return to the underworld clans? "

Ning Zheyan was silent for a long time, the expression on her face was extremely conflicted, as though she was struggling with something. Finally, she said: "The Feng Yin that you saved is the person that killed Mu Jin!"

"What did you say?" Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zheyan with an expression of disbelief.

"Although Zheyan didn't see his face, Zheyan heard his voice. It was the same as Mu Jin's, and the silver needles in his head were also shot by Zheyan. Ning Zheyan looked at Wei Yuanwei, his expression turning into despair bit by bit.

"The Qingcheng he mentioned is the name of the current Pavilion Master. The two of them are the disciples of the old Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Master is currently looking for Mu Jin, but right now, I feel that he is looking for Feng Yin!" Ning Zheyan really didn't want to tell Wei Yuanwei about this matter. This would only make Wei Yuanwei feel even more despair.

But that was the only reason why Wei Yuanwei was willing to follow him.

The more Wei Yuanwei listened, the more incredulous she became. It's fine if Feng Yin wasn't Mu Jin, but he was actually the murderer of Mu Jin!

"What about Mu Jin? Where is Mu Jin? " Wei Yuanwei only wanted to know this much so that the people she was looking for did not appear, and the people he shouldn't have appeared one after another!

"Perhaps, it really has … "He's dead, because there's not much difference between Feng Yin and Mu Jin, and Feng Yin has poison in his body, Mu Jin might be poisoned by Feng Yin, so she's not able to fight back!" Ning Zheyan's face flashed a look of hesitation.

Even if Mu Jin didn't die, he would still kill her!

"Impossible, Mu Jin will not die!" When Wei Yuanwei heard these words, her entire person became abnormally furious.

One thing after another, suppressing Wei Yuanwei, she seemed to have reached his limit.

If Mu Jin was really dead, wouldn't she have saved her enemy?

"Where did you find the Hymn of the Wind?" Ning Zheyan told Wei Yuanwei to calm down.

"He came to Danxia Town before me, but he became a beggar. His hair was messy, his face was dirty, and he couldn't be recognized. After you left, I heard his voice, and that was how I found him!"

"Maybe Mu Jin also became a beggar, but she just didn't stay in this town, right?" Wei Yuanwei still held onto her last remaining illusion.

"Little Tail, what are you doing?" Ning Zheyan pulled Wei Yuanwei who was about to leave.

"I'm going to all the towns near the tower. I'll definitely find him!" It was absolutely impossible for her to accept that Mu Jin had died. Suddenly, Wei Yuanwei thought of something, "Perhaps Bai Lian is Mu Jin!"

Ning Zheyan was confused by Wei Yuanwei once again, she frowned her beautiful eyebrows: "Little Tail, don't be silly, just leave this place with me, okay?"

"He really is very similar to Mu Jin. If we exchange his face for hers, then he must be Mu Jin!" Wei Yuanwei said in a paranoid tone, but he tried his best to use a calm tone to speak to Ning Zheyan: "Do you have a person called the Counterfeit? They have a type of medicine called the Disguise Medicine, which can completely change one's appearance? "

Ning Zheyan looked at Wei Yuanwei with some astonishment: "How do you know all this?"

"Just tell me if you have the potion!" Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zheyan urgently.

In the end, Ning Zheyan nodded her head: There is, but only the Counterfeiters have this medicine! How could Mu Jin obtain that elixir? "

"Shangli and Xuan Li, maybe they found Mu Jin first, but for some reason, they changed Mu Jin's appearance!" The more Wei Yuanwei thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible!