Chapter 31
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"Let her go."
The voice was dignified and noble, cold and distant, firm and powerful, and there was something awe-inspiring about it.
Involuntarily, everyone turned in the direction of the voice.
The young man's facial features were deep, and his pupils were clear. He was calm and noble, and his aura was incomparably powerful.
"Boss Jun." Xuan Yi frowned. "We can't trust Muyao's words completely, but she has a point. There's something wrong with this girl."
Feng Xun threw a dirty look at Xuan Yi and said sternly, "Boss Jun said let her go."
Xuan Yi threw a dirty look at Feng Wu, but no one dared to disobey Jun Linyuan, even if he was Jun Linyuan's childhood friend.
Hence, he let go of Feng Wu.
Taking Feng Wu's hand, Feng Xun asked in a concerned tone, "Are you alright? Does it hurt? "
Feng Wu had to pretend to be weak and innocent in front of the team … She might not be a good actor in other roles, but after spending so many years with her mother, she could easily play the part of the adorable white lotus.
The rims of her eyes reddened, but she fought back the tears. Tears welled up in her eyes, but the tears wouldn't roll down her cheeks …
The image of an ordinary, stubborn, innocent, and wronged teenage girl appeared in front of everyone.
Xuan Yi glanced at Feng Wu and felt guilty from the bottom of his heart … Had he really wronged the girl?
Feng Xun was so sorry that he kept shooting daggers at Xuan Yi.
Xuan Yi said grumpily, "I'm not wrong. Why did those Obsidian Wolves only bite Muyao and not him? Was she really that lucky? I don't buy it! "
"She was just lucky." Jun Linyuan pursed his thin lips and said in a low voice, but there was an undeniable certainty in his voice.
"Huh?" Xuan Yi stared at Jun Linyuan, at a loss for words.
Jun Linyuan didn't say a word. He only nodded at Feng.
Feng opened his thin lips and said, "I smell the juice of Seven Frosty Night Grass on Miss Feng. Young Master Xuan, do you know that Seven Frosty Night Grass is the main ingredient of the repellent?"
Of course, Xuan Yi didn't know. He didn't know anything about alchemists.
Feng walked up to them, pointed at the ground where Feng Wu had rubbed so hard that it was unrecognizable, and said in an unhurried voice, "Miss Feng was very lucky when she fell. She fell on this Seven Frosty Night Grass and got some of its sap on her. Obsidian Wolves are very sensitive to the smell, so they didn't touch Miss Feng."
Mu Yao was dumbfounded. "Mr Feng, are you saying that Feng Xiaowu isn't a spy? Is she just lucky? "
"Yes." Feng's face was impassive.
"I don't believe it. How could there be a Seven Frosty Night Grass here, and how could it be so coincidental that it was pressed down by Wind Five? What kind of luck was that? I don't believe a word of it! She was the spy! She was the one who pushed me into the wolf pack! "How could Mu Yao accept this explanation?
Feng Wu stole a glance at Mu Yao.
In fact, it was impossible to rely solely on luck.
When Feng Wu dragged Mu Yao and tumbled into the pack of wolves, she had already prepared for what would happen next. She grabbed a Seven Frosty Night Grass from the Dragon and Phoenix Spiritual Ring and placed it under her feet.
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