I'm the villain's mother.

Mu Wanwan lowered her head and stared at her toes when she heard Passion Fruit answer.

"Too."

"Master, where did you put the Yunwu tea I bought for you a while ago?" Song Zhujun's voice came before he arrived.

Passion Fruit stroked his beard, and frowned slightly: "It seems to be in the mahogany cabinet on the second floor of Garcinia Pavilion."

Song Zhujun put the dim sum on the plate by Jingshen's hand.

"The junior has seen the real Han Po."

Jing Shen stretched out his hand to help gently, and turned his head to look at Song Zhujun.

"In the past, I listened to you talking about you every night. At that time, I didn't have any other impressions in my mind. I just remembered that when you were nine years old, tears streamed down your face. When I saw you today, you have more toughness between your brows, and you have grown into a man. You are a slim young adult."

Song Zhujun smiled slightly.

"Han Po, don't say such things, Mr. Zhu still has a lot to learn." Passion Fruit had a bright smile on his face, but spoke modest words.

Song Zhujun also joked at this moment: "Senior, have you seen it, this old man can't see others praising me."

Jing bowed his head and smiled slightly.

Song Zhujun continued: "Old man, I'm going to make tea now, and you'd better put the tea in the Garcinia Pavilion." After saying that, he took his leave and left.

Passion Fruit also turned her head: "Han Po, did you see it! Is there anyone who is so fierce to my master?"

Jing Shen said lightly: "The relationship between you master and apprentice is so deep that I can't even envy you." As he spoke, he reached out for a snack.

Passion Fruit originally thought that Jing Shen was giving Mu Wanwan this dessert, but Jing Shen picked it up and put it in his own mouth.After tasting it, he gave a piece to Mu Wanwan.

"This green cake tastes good, try it." Mu Wanwan reached out to take it, and took a bite.

"Delicious!" He never mentioned what he had eaten for more than a month.

Passion Fruit looked at the smile on Jingshen's face, and said slowly, "You're actually quite popular now."

Jing smiled deeply and did not speak.

In the evening, real person Cuiwu also came to Jiangxiang Hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he didn't need to lead the way, so he rushed straight into the inner hall.

"Senior sister, I expected you to be here." After speaking, he grabbed the tea cup and took a sip. "Oh, it's still a good cloud."

Song Zhujun interjected: "At that time I heard that you were coming over, so I went to buy it specially. I thought you couldn't drink like this, but now I see that I underestimated you."

Immortal Cuiwu said heartily: "Next time, try making tea with cold water."

Jing Shen waited for him to finish before asking: "Have all the Taiyan Palace disciples received it?"

The expression on Cuiwu's face immediately disappeared.

"I have received all of them, and I ordered them myself. Now I have gone to Wangbuliuxing with the sect master and Huimu senior brothers."

Jing Shen nodded.

"Then senior sister, if there is nothing else, I'll go find passion fruit first."

Jing Shen waved his hand.

After nightfall, Mu Wanwan walked to the place where she lived while supporting Jingshen.

Passing by that field of flowers, Jing Shen stopped.

"Slow down."

Mu Wanwan looked at the peony with the warm light illuminated by the candlelight, but did not speak.

"This flower still needs to be admired during the day, but I feel that something is missing when I look at it at night. Let's go."

Mu Wanwan followed Jing Shen, and when she was about to reach the residence, she met Su Hu who was sneaking around.

"Su Hu, what are you doing?" Mu Wanwan couldn't help but ask.

At this time, Su Hu was wearing night clothes, tightly wrapped.

"Miss Wanwan, do you still recognize me?" Su Hu pulled off the scarf.

Mu Wanwan wanted to remind her kindly, but when she saw the bruises on Su Hu's neck, she changed her words.

"What's the matter? Such a serious injury on the neck?"

Su Hu scratched his head, but before he could speak, Jing Shen spoke.

"It's not that he's not promising. He stood up for someone else, but he was punished by others. If Cuiwu hadn't gone in time, I'm afraid he would have given his life."

Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu with an indescribable expression.

Su Hu was no longer reserved at the moment, and said directly angrily: "She is not Miss Song's elder sister, what is her name Song Lanjun. She is the daughter of the head of the Cangshan School, so it's fine if she doesn't defend the Cangshan School, and takes the lead in bullying Song Abao. Obviously Song Abao did nothing wrong. I was so angry, I wanted to get ahead, but I didn’t expect that the swallowing gold made by passion fruit was so useless, it became parts after three or two strokes. Then I was pressed on the ground by Yu Qilin’s beast pet gone."

Mu Wanwan couldn't say anything now: "Does this injury still hurt?"

Su Hu touched his neck: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Don't talk about it, I have to go out."

Mu Wanwan said: "It's so late, what are you going to do? Wearing this outfit and going out, are you not afraid that others will send you to Wang Buliuxing's drug prison?"

Su Hu thought for a while and said: "During the day, I gave Song Abao the gold swallowing fragments, and now I am going to give him the spirit stone. But my master didn't let me run around? I can only 'dress up' like this. "

Mu Wanwan continued: "There's no need to do this, your master is probably still discussing with Passion Fruit about how to save that peach tree."

After hearing this, Su Hu turned around and ran towards her own room.

"It's been disconnected for more than a month, can it still be connected? Don't talk about it, I'll change clothes."

Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu's back and smiled.

"Let's go! The teacher's legs are already standing unconscious."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "It's not that serious." Mu Wanwan took two steps forward while stroking Jingshen, and suddenly asked: "The jade unicorn that Su Hu just mentioned is not the young master of the Beast Sect! "

Jing Shen said slowly: "You and Su Hu are pretty much the same, don't talk about anyone else."

Mu Wanwan was suddenly a little worried: "Will the fifth uncle be in trouble?"

A cold light flashed in Jingshen's eyes, and his voice became a little colder.

"No, the master of the Beast Sect has no face to trouble Cuiwu. What's more, it was his son who made the first move."

Mu Wanwan still felt a little uneasy: "But Fifth Master Uncle's skills are not as good as other elders, if the master of the beast control sect deliberately makes things difficult... then."

Jing smiled deeply: "Do you really think what kind of idiot is it that can sit on the seat of the Daoist in Taiyan Palace? Cuiwu who can hold the Houtu sword will be an unknown fruit farmer who can only grow vegetables?"

Mu Wanwan felt a little puzzled. In her book, real Cuiwu was such a person.The usual troubles are also not to be provoked, and when encountering difficult people, they are also able to disappear.

Wasn't it after she came in?

"Isn't it?" Mu Wanwan finally asked.

Jing Shen pushed open the door and walked in, followed by Mu Wanwan.

Jing Shen slowly opened his mouth: "Cuiwu was a genius of swordsmanship when he was young. He is different from Mingzhao. Mingzhao has no heart, no thoughts, and cold heart, so he has cultivated the way of ruthlessness. It is indeed suitable for him, but he is human to human. It is too easy to become obsessed with things. Now he is imprisoned in the Cave of Thoughts because of this, and cannot get out of it for a hundred years. Cuiwu has affection for everything, and he also cultivates the way of ruthlessness, but he is much more talented than Mingzhao. He knows very well that there is a law in the movement of all things, he respects the way of heaven, and believes in doing nothing. It is for this reason that he can get the Houtu sword. Huangtian Houtu, one is cold and the other is sentimental, but in the end they all reflect the cruelty of the way of heaven."

When Jing Shen said this, he suddenly sighed: "If that thing hadn't happened, then Junior Brother Cuiwu should be a sword cultivator who surpassed me, and would be the brightest star in the history of the entire continent."