But at an angle that no one saw, an extremely thin silver needle slipped out from her sleeve.

He stabbed Mu Zexi's neck quickly and accurately.

Mu Zexi felt a numbness all over his body, and then he couldn't move.

"I have to say, it's really similar."

Such a face and such a body shape are exactly the same as a real uncle.

Mu Qingqian's voice was not low, and it fell into the ears of the people present, and it was particularly clear.

"Like?" Nalanhe raised his eyebrows and said majestic: "Why did it become an image? Could it be?"

Mu Qingqian pulled out a dagger from the boots under her feet.

This dagger was given to her by Emperor Yun Ye when he was in the deserted tomb of Luocheng.

The cold light fell on Mu Zexi's cheek.

"Qingqian" Mu Lingtian wanted to speak but stopped.

Mu Qingqian looked at Mu Lingtian from a distance, "Grandpa, this Mu Zexi is fake."

Mu Lingtian's eyes suddenly froze.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Zexi for a long time

In fact, he was already suspicious as early as the palace banquet began.

Mu Zexi's words seemed to be delaying Qingqian's time, but in fact they confirmed that Qingqian would not come to the palace banquet.

At that time, Mu Lingtian was still wondering what happened to Mu Zexi in the past two days.

It was not until just now that he saw Mu Qingqian walking to Mu Zexi that what he thought in his heart became true.

The word Mu Zexi is fake, and the whole people are in full swing!

"Xiao Qian"

"Shut up!"

Mu Zexi just spoke two words, and Mu Qingqian shouted.

Mu Zexi raised his lips, "I am your little uncle, why do you think I am fake?"

"I said you are fake, and I still need to give you a reason?"

"But I'm true. Do you know how disappointed and sad I am when you do this?

How can you attack your uncle in public?"

Mu Qingqian flipped the dagger in his hand and lingered back and forth on Mu Zexi's face.

Mu Zexi's face did not change, but fear flashed through his heart.

This dagger

When he was attached to his face, he felt very uncomfortable.

This is not an ordinary dagger!

"I can not only attack you in public, but I can also tear off your dummy skin in public.

This face belongs to only one person, you don’t deserve it!”

Mu Qingqian raised his hand and fell, and the dagger slashed on Mu Zexi's face.

"Ah!" Yue Rushuang just watched helplessly, and she screamed in fear.

With one knife, there was no blood that should have been splashed out.

There was a very deep wound on that face.

But the wound was bloodless, but it was a faint black light.

On the sunny day, a black wind blew, and Mu Zexi laughed out loud.

Mu Qingqian had expected that, and stood in front of Mu Zexi with a dagger.

"I'm fake, so what?"

"Where is Wu Xing?"

"You are looking for me, Lord Wu Xing? Do you think I will tell you?"

Mu Qingqian narrowed his eyes.

"Mu Qingqian, I feel a little curious." Mu Zexi's whole body was shining with black light.

The human skin on the face is falling downwards to the point where it is visible to the naked eye.

It’s like a wall that has been disrepair for a long time, and when it falls down, it’s still piece by piece.

Many people opened their eyes after watching it, only to find this scene too horrible and disgusting.

"You know I am a fake Mu Zexi, but from the beginning to now, you have asked Wu Xing's whereabouts.
Chapter completed!