I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 635 "Jiu'er, do you believe in a previous life?"

Mu Zhen didn't ask any more questions and arranged for Li Mu to go to the guest room.

Lying on the bed, Li Mu stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering how to kill Shan Yuan, the lingering ghost.

After breaking the slave mark, I did feel a little bit dizzy.

But the influence of the dream really gave Li Mu a severe wake-up call.

Li Mu's guess from the beginning to the end was "possession".

But I have no idea how to take over another's body.

He was not afraid of confronting Shanyuan head-on, nor was he afraid of any so-called conspiracy or trickery, except for this possession...

The unknown is the source of fear.

As for Shanyuan's strength.

To put it simply, Ju Xi Ding means to bring the opponent's realm to the same level as your own.

According to Jun Jiuling's memory, only a first-grade cultivator could cross two major realms.

Jun Jiuling can confirm that Shanyuan is not a cultivator.

Therefore, his greatest ceremonial object was nothing more than the man from Qingfeng Temple and a holy spiritual weapon with an unknown amount of remaining power.

These can only be exchanged one for one with Li Mu at the most extreme level.

As for whether there is anyone else behind this, Li Mu cannot be sure for the time being.

For a moment, Li Mu suddenly felt that he was not as relaxed as before.

Some time ago, perhaps because of the influence of the slave mark, although his brain was not very sharp, his goal was very clear, and he just rushed into it.

In contrast, nowadays, there are more and more things to think about.

Li Mu could see at a glance the morbid nature of the tea aroma in Shan Yuan's tea, but he was afraid that it was just a disguise.

Seeing that Shanyuan was trying to clear his name, he originally wanted to go against him. However, after careful consideration, he was afraid that the other party would be able to anticipate him and wait for him to destroy it. In fact, everything was in the other party's plan.

Being timid in doing things, the plans that have just been made are overturned in the blink of an eye.

Being afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, you are being too cautious.

"Damn man, did something happen in that room before?"

Jun Jiuling lay down beside Li Mu without knowing when.

The black dress was taken off, revealing a loose light pink silk shirt that wrapped around her graceful body.

"Do you remember the dream I told you about?"

Li Mu asked.

Jun Jiuling turned his head and looked at Li Mu's profile, and responded softly,

"Remember, you said you saw that person's childhood memory."

"I feel more and more that it wasn't him, it was me."

Li Mu frowned, his eyes were a little dull. He didn't know what he was saying, but hoped that people around him could understand.

Jun Jiuling was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

She had never heard of such a method.

Without getting the answer he wanted, Li Mu sighed slightly and slowly closed his eyes, "Jiuer."

"Ok?"

"Good night."

Hearing these two familiar words, Jun Jiuling's expression suddenly froze, and he subconsciously made a motion to pull the quilt. When his fingers passed through the corner of the quilt, he was slightly stunned, and a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Then she folded her hands over her belly gracefully, staring at the dark ceiling, and stopped deceiving herself.

At this moment, Li Mu suddenly turned over, used his arms as a support, and pulled the thin quilt to cover her.

Jun Jiuling was stunned for a moment, with an indelible thread of emotion between his brows.

Li Mu turned over so naturally, but the hand that supported the thin quilt seemed so deliberate.

Jun Jiuling turned his body towards Li Mu, and the two looked like a couple sleeping in each other's arms.

Li Mu closed his eyes and buried his face in Jun Jiuling's hair. He did not see the tears in the girl's eyes.

Jun Jiuling stared at the "husband" in front of her infatuatedly, her red lips trembling slightly, and she wanted to ask, "Li Lang, do you remember?"

However, the words were hard to speak, and her dry throat seemed to make her lose her voice.

Li Mu's nose twitched slightly, as if he smelled the faint fragrance of the girl's hair. His frown gradually relaxed, and his voice was lazy, like a dream or a muttering.

"Jiu'er, do you believe in a previous life?"

"What, what?" Jun Jiuling felt as if his heart skipped a beat, and his voice trembled a little.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, it was impossible for Li Mu to remember it. That memory was erased along with the slave mark.

Unexpectedly, Li Mu suddenly spoke up.

"I feel like I've known you for a long time, maybe in my last life."

Bastard... Jun Jiuling opened his mouth, but did not make any sound. Just like countless days and nights before, he glared at the man in front of him fiercely, and then closed his eyes angrily.

So what if there are sixteen years of memories? The bastard can’t escape, and they will have countless sixteen years in the future.

The corners of her mouth raised up in a charming arc, and her fair jade hands stroked across Li Mu's cheek. Although she didn't open her eyes, she outlined every line with familiarity.

It seemed like this action had been done thousands of times.

The girl's sweet sleepy eyes told her that this... was enough.

……

The next day, early morning.

Mu Zhen woke Li Mu up early and took the Taiwei Mansion's carriage to Sage Street.

Murong Jinxiu followed them in another carriage.

Not long after they drove out of the street where the Taiwei Mansion was located, they saw a pretty girl coming out of a carriage full of gorgeous decorations parked on the side of the road, and she jumped in front of Li Mu's carriage.

The driver pulled the reins, clasped his fists and saluted, "Sixth Miss."

"Teacher! Minglan will be riding in the same car with you."

Liu Minglan lifted her skirt slightly, then got into the carriage.

The driver's face changed and he was about to stop her, but he saw that half of Liu Minglan's head had already gone in.

Murong Jinxiu's voice happened to be heard from the carriage behind, "Ming Lan!"

Hearing the voice, Liu Minglan froze. Before he could look inside the carriage, he retracted his head to look at the carriage behind.

At this time, the driver hurriedly reminded, "Sixth Miss, this is the carriage of Master Mu Zhen."

Hearing this, Liu Minglan hurriedly stepped back, shrank her neck slightly, lowered her head and stuck out her tongue, then saluted towards the carriage and said,

"It was Minglan who was rude."

After saying that, he ran towards Murong Jinxiu's carriage as if escaping.

In the carriage, Mu Zhen looked at Li Mu who was about to escape and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't want anyone to know?"

"Yeah." Li Mu curled his lips and nodded.

Mu Zhen took a deep breath. He, who had never been proud of his strength, spoke for the first time.

"After entering into meditation last time, I have entered the realm of heaven."

"Congratulations, teacher. You should be the youngest person in the Heaven Realm in Kyushu."

Li Mu was not surprised. He already knew it when he received the chess piece last night.

Seeing Li Mu's reaction, Mu Zhen frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said,

"Qingyi, do you know why I want to accept you as my disciple?"

Hearing this, Li Mu was stunned. If it were in the past, he would naturally know it.

He is handsome, good at fighting, highly qualified, and has a strong background. It seems like he can use any of them as an excuse.

But after getting to know Mu Zhen, Li Mu felt that these were not the reasons. He shook his head and asked humbly,

"Students don't know."

"Because it's true."

"real?"

"I am willing to sacrifice my life for the people the palace cares about. I am willing to kill the enemy for the servants in the palace. I am also willing to kill the fugitives of the Lin family at the border and arrest the spies of Ran in the city."

Mu Zhen spoke calmly,

"Think twice before you act, plan before you act, right?"

"No?" Li Mu glanced at Mu Zhen's face and asked tentatively.

Mu Zhen saw through Li Mu's thoughts at a glance and shook his head.

"To act rashly and without thinking is the courage of a coward."

"This...that's right!"

Li Mu twitched his lips, feeling that the final right of interpretation belonged to the other party.