2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Uncle?" Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression becoming playful.

He knew that someone would come looking for him sooner or later if such a big thing happened, but he never thought that it would be the other party.

The eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar to Ye Buyu, especially the pair of eyes with slightly drooped corners. It's a bit magical to say that these eyes look pitiful on Ye Buyu's face, but on this man's face they make him look like a lion in his prime.

The reason why he is said to be in his prime is because there is neither the aggressiveness of youth nor the sluggishness of old age in his eyes. It's like a bottomless lake. No one can guess whether there is nothing at the bottom of the dark lake, or whether there is a terrifying monster hiding there.

Ye Dahai didn't seem to hear Yan Muyun's frivolous words, and the expression on his face remained calm: "Let's talk about business first."

"Let's talk. We will all be a family from now on. Don't see anyone outside." Yan Muyun smiled and made an invitation gesture: "How about we go outside to talk? The kitchen is a little dirty."

"Stop joking around here, can you understand the situation clearly!" The petite masked woman next to her seemed to be unable to bear it, and she shouted angrily in a low voice: "You think you don't have to bear any consequences for making such a big mistake. ?"

"What, is what awaits me a life sentence or a death sentence?"

Yan Muyun smiled and spread his hands: "I think it's you who can't understand the situation... The higher-ups only sent you two to talk to me. It's obvious that they don't want to break up with me, so don't Being smart-aleck pisses both parties off.”

The masked woman raised her eyebrows and wanted to say something, but Ye Dahai reached out to stop her: "Youxi, stop talking, let me talk to him."

"Be good, be obedient." Yan Muyun smiled and struck again.

Youxi glared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces, then his figure gradually became blurred and slowly disappeared from the place.

Yan Muyun was extremely convinced that the other party was still standing there, but he couldn't feel it with any of his five senses. The warning of hostility from Golden Eyes could not be faked.

Ye Dahai's eyes were calm and deep, looking at him without any emotion: "So...why did you do this today?"

"Because I'm very angry." Yan Muyun spread his hands calmly: "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, and Xuanyuan is playing tricks on me."

Ye Dahai's voice was low: "You are very smart. You should know that this kind of thing has always been very complicated and it is difficult to form a unified opinion. Even if a few people are wary of you, their starting point cannot be said to be wrong."

"I understand, of course I understand." Yan Muyun touched his nose: "So I just gave those people a small warning today."

"A small warning?" Ye Dahai frowned slightly.

This small warning almost destroyed the holy land in the hearts of countless young people with supernatural powers in China. Even the old man who had almost become the spiritual totem of the academy almost lost his life.

Ye Dahai said softly: "Do you know that what you did today has completely pushed yourself against the country and the people?"

"Otherwise?" Yan Muyun seemed to have lost interest in the conversation and yawned: "If a person is not cruel, his position will not be stable. I am a holy son, how can I not have even half a glorious deed?"

Ye Dahai was silent. The somewhat pungent smell of blood floated in the room, and the atmosphere almost solidified.

After a long time, he looked at the other party deeply: "Anyway, your last behavior was too much. You should know that Dean Zhuge tried his best to avoid conflicts and did not use all his strength at all."

Yan Muyun touched his nose, still with a faint smile on his face: "Dean Zhuge, he is so old after all. I just want to give him a gift... to strengthen his body and regain his glory. By the way, It can also help him stand up again... Don't forget, in the past, this was a good thing that the powerful people in Chenjing might not have been able to get at a huge price."

Ye Dahai looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed resignedly: "I understand."

"Do you believe me?" Yan Muyun asked with interest.

"So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it." Ye Dahai seemed a little tired, and his eyes were lowered: "From now on, on behalf of the military department, I can promise you that I will not interfere in anything of yours from now on."

"It was the military department's idea to give that dagger to my eldest nephew?" Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ye Dahai did not answer the question, but looked at him deeply: "Don't associate with Xiaoyu in the future, you are not suitable for her."

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the air beside him: "Let's go, Youxi."

Yan Muyun blinked. This time he was a little passive. He never thought that the matter would be solved so easily this time. You know, he was even ready to make another big fuss.

At this moment, an invisible sense of crisis came from in front of him.

Yan Muyun almost instinctively formed a silver barrier in front of him, but the sense of crisis did not weaken at all, but became more acute and intense.

He raised his brows, looked up, and saw a bright dagger stuck in his forehead. But the strange thing is that he didn't feel anything, as if the dagger was just a 3D virtual projection.

The dagger was lifted up, and a few hairs fell down.

Yan Muyun touched his head and found that there seemed to be a thin line of hair there.

"Is this a demonstration?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little dangerous.

However, in the next second, the entire room seemed to be enveloped by an invisible field.

Yan Muyun's faintly boiling blood stopped instantly, the muscles between his brows relaxed, and his eyes became calm and indifferent, as if there was nothing worth caring about in this world.

"Youxi, come back!" Ye Dahai's emotions experienced a strong ups and downs for the first time, and he shouted in a low voice.

The figure of the masked woman slowly appeared in front of Yan Muyun, a pair of bright eyes staring at him: "I just want him to know that the superiors only sent us two to talk to him. He’s ready to tear himself apart.”

"That's enough." Ye Dahai said loudly.

"I know you are difficult to kill, but what if I cut off your head?" Youxi held a dagger and lightly slashed Yan Muyun's neck, and the sharp blade passed through like a ghost: "When the time comes Does your body grow a head? Or does your head grow a body? If they both grow, which one is the real you?"

"I said, enough is enough!" Ye Dahai seemed to be really angry, and the invisible field instantly changed. The dagger in the masked woman's hand fell, and her eyes became as calm and indifferent as Yan Muyun, as if a A lifeless puppet.

"return."

Youxi slowly retreated and came to Ye Dahai's side.

When Ye Dahai put his hand on her shoulder, her eyes instantly regained clarity.

"I hope you don't mind. There have always been some problems with her character... It's just that her powers are irreplaceable, so I had to bring her here this time."

Ye Dahai glanced at Yan Muyun apologetically for the last time, and then said in a deep voice: "Go back and write a self-examination to receive the punishment. Now, let's go."

Youxi's brows furrowed, and the look he looked at Yan Muyun became more fierce. But after all, she still didn't dare to do it again, and the two figures gradually disappeared from where they were.

Mu Yun, on the other hand, still stood there blankly, his eyes and movements unchanged at all, as if the time around him had completely stopped.

It wasn't until about half a minute later that he blinked.

"Like a little teddy... people really want to step on them to death..."

Yan Muyun licked his lips, then suddenly opened his mouth and retched, spitting out two thumb-sized blades.

In another 10 seconds, the red blood thread he had set up in advance would use these two blades to slit his throat and his heart.

Yan Muyun bent down to pick up the dagger dropped by the woman, opened the refrigerator, cut off a piece of bloody raw meat, held it in the air with his hand, raised his head and put it into his mouth.