Chapter 3541
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"It's just that before I die, could I trouble the Emperor to satisfy my curiosity? I thought I hid it well, but how did the Emperor find out that I had something to do with the Falling Skies Disaster?"
Di Ming Jue hooks up his lips, and on his noble and elegant face, there's a hint of a mocking smile: "Does the calamity of the Collapse of the Heavens have anything to do with you? That made sense. That Japanese-emperor and Master Jingyuan mended the crack in the barrier together. They were clearly about to succeed, but there was a sudden change. A sixth-rank poltergeist ghost appeared for no reason. At that time, you were also there. "
Mu Liuyun was bewildered. He didn't know if he really didn't know or if he was trying to trick him. "Did the Monarch discover that I did something during the Collapse of the Heavens? Then how did you find this base? "
Di Ming Jue condescendingly looks down at him, then lowly spits out two names: "He Qiming, Yu Yanran."
Mu Liuyun's pupils contracted slightly.
Di Ming Jue's voice is low and cold, aloof and remote, like a god of judgment, without a trace of human warmth: "At the time when the boundary of Spirit Rhinoceros Valley was broken, the behavior of the original Valley Master He Qiming was very strange. Later, the enchantment broke for the second time and He Qiming died without a complete corpse. Ben Jun became suspicious and ordered people to investigate who He Qiming had contact with when he was alive. "
The smile on Mu Liuyun's face stiffened.
There's a bit of ridicule in Di Ming Jue's eyes, and he continues: "The Linglong Island's Master, Yu Yan Ran, has the aura of the [Soul Chasing Curse] on her body, and Ben Jun had once seen a person who was cursed to death by the [Soul Chasing Curse] in the Xiuzhen Continent. A few months ago, I was assassinated by a group of people who used [Curse] on the floating island. Things were so coincidental that people couldn't help but be suspicious. Thus, I ordered people to monitor the entire Linglong Island and investigate who they had been in contact with during this period of time. "
Mu Liuyun's heart was in turmoil, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "Even so, the Emperor shouldn't have investigated me, much less this base!"
The corner of Di Ming Jue's mouth slowly hooks up, his ice-blue eyes looking down at him from above, carrying ridicule and the clarity of seeing through everything.
At this moment, Mu Liuyun felt as if all his secrets were exposed to this person.
Then, he heard three words: "Li Weiran."
Mu Liuyun's entire body trembles. He can no longer control his emotions. He abruptly raises his head to look at Di Ming Jue: "You know Li Weiran?"
The moment Mu Liuyun opened his mouth, he cursed inwardly.
The melodious and lingering sound of a pipa rang out.
It made Mu Liuyun's head start to feel dizzy.
He wants to concentrate his mind to resist, but Di Ming Jue's pressure is right there.
It was difficult for him to even stand, let alone resist the hypnotic music.
Slowly, Mu Liuyun's eyes became blurry and his expression became dull.
Di Ming Jue coldly asks: "Who is your master? What was his purpose? Who are the informants you planted in the Polar Domain? "
Mu Liuyun looked absent-minded. He said in a daze, "My master is …"
Boom —!!
A loud noise interrupted Mu Liuyun's words.
The deserted island, which was already riddled with holes, was now completely ruined.
Han Ye, Ying Mei, and the others who were originally hiding in the dark rush to Di Ming Jue's side, surrounding him to protect him.
Tong Huinian, the Sect Leader, was also among them, hugging a pipa in her arms.
She was the one who had just used the music to hypnotize Mu Liuyun.
At this moment, everyone's line of sight is looking not too far away.
There, a man completely wrapped in black clothes is holding the dying Mu Liuyun in his hands.
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