Muyan sneered, and the strength in her hand suddenly strengthened, "I should ask you this question? What's your relationship with Jun Xiyuan?"
"Cough cough... cough..."
Wen Qingyuan's throat was choked and he couldn't breathe, and his handsome face instantly turned purple and twisted.
He rotated his dantian, wanting to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, and wanted to send out a signal to summon his subordinates to rescue him.
But soon, he found out in horror.
Muyan's hand holding his throat seemed to hold the meridians of his whole body.
Not to mention resisting, he couldn't even use the slightest bit of spiritual power.
This time, Wen Qingyuan was really scared.
"Jun... Miss Jun... calm down... cough cough cough... I, I mean nothing."
He managed to pull out a smile, "Jun... Mr. Jun Xiyuan is... my benefactor. When I saw Miss Jun, I felt kind... Absolutely... Cough cough cough... Absolutely no malice."
Muyan said slowly: "Is Jun Xiyuan your benefactor?"
"A thousand... It's absolutely true." Wen Qingyuan nodded desperately, "My sword technique was improved by Mr. Jun for me... for me."
Muyan looked at him quietly for a moment, then curled the corners of her lips, and let go of her hand.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Air rushed into the throat, causing Wen Qingyuan to cough violently.
It took him a while to get up from the ground, and he showed a kind and joyful smile to Muyan: "Miss Jun, I dare to ask you... Are you Mr. Jun's daughter?"
Muyan looked at him for a while with a half-smile.
Wen Qingyuan's scalp felt numb just looking at it, so he nodded slowly.
Wen Qingyuan's pupils constricted violently, and then he immediately burst into a bright smile: "Great, great! When Mr. Jun took Miss Jun and you left, life and death were uncertain. I thought... I thought you were all in an accident. No Thinking of Miss Jun, you are still alive, and you are so outstanding. In my lifetime, if I can see Mr. Jun succeeding, even if I die, I will have no regrets."
As he said that, his eyes turned red.
That sincere look, if Muyan hadn't met Wen Huanglang first, I'm afraid she would have believed it.
However, it seems that Wen Qingyuan didn't know that the villagers of Yuanwu Village and Wen Huanglang also came out of Bujingyuan.
Muyan smiled softly: "If Mr. Wen's attitude is sincere now, I would think that Mr. Wen wanted me to die, so that he would let me enter the abyss of impurity?"
"How could it be?" Wen Qingyuan said anxiously: "Miss Jun, you must not misunderstand me! I just asked my men to go and find out the whereabouts of the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao. You sent a summons to the paper crane. I don’t know anything about it, and I’m really worried about it.”
As he said that, he looked at Leng Yumo and the others: "Fortunately, Miss Jun, you are so powerful that you actually saved your senior brother from the impure abyss."
When Wen Qingyuan said this, his eyes were full of admiration and awe.
Judging from his behavior at this time, he really couldn't see the slightest bit of malice.
"There was a sudden change back then. After I separated from Mr. Jun, I haven't seen him. Miss Jun, how is Mr. Jun doing now..."
"Don't rush to talk about my father."
Muyan interrupted him: "There is something, I need Mr. Wen's help."
Wen Qingyuan was startled, and then immediately put on a smile: "Miss Jun, you are Mr. Jun's daughter and my benefactor. If you have any orders, as long as I can do it, I will never dare to neglect you."