I'm the villain's mother.

Mu Wanwan didn't answer, but just stared at the stage.

A flash of red light flashed, smoke and dust rose from the stage, and there was silence everywhere.

After the dust and smoke cleared, the phantom of the 梼杌 stood in place, and a large pit appeared on the ground, and Su Hu was lying in it.

After the extreme silence, Mu Wanwan slowly asked, "Is he still alive?"

Feng Yuan shook his head.

So is Xiao Fengyu.

Mu Wanwan saw Zhu Wu took another two steps forward, and couldn't help sobbing and said, "The blood oath was made by them, is it okay for me to admit defeat for him? Is it okay for me to admit defeat, let me confess."

Master Cuiwu sighed leisurely.

With tears in his eyes, Huaiyu turned around and shook his head.

"...No. Don't admit it." Huaiyu even couldn't sit still when he said this, and could only lean on Meng Die's body. "He's not going to throw in the towel."

"But." Mu Wanwan choked up, almost unable to speak the second half of the sentence. "Admit defeat and he can at least live."

Huaiyu's tears had already flowed all over her face, but they dried up quickly because of the sun.

But her voice was weak but firm: "This victory or his death, he will choose the latter."

Mu Wanwan saw the shadow of Wuwu attacking Su Hu, and couldn't help but get a little excited: "Then you just watch him die? Do you have the heart?"

Huaiyu squeezed Meng Die's hand, loosened and tightened, then let out a breath slowly: "I can't bear it, but I still want him to make his own decision. It's his life and death, it's his On balance, none of us has the right to interfere, even if he treats you as his own sister." After that, he took another deep breath, and his voice became weaker: "Trust him."

The phantom of Wuwu gradually dissipated, and needles could be heard throughout the venue.

"This suzerain, the young suzerain won't beat that disciple to death?"

"What nonsense, shut up."

In the cold and silent place, such whispers seemed particularly abrupt.

Mu Wanwan turned her head to look, and saw the fat old man in the costume of Yushouzong with a dignified expression.

"Cough."

Suddenly there was a slight sound from the competition stage, and Mu Wanwan didn't have the heart to look at the old man anymore.

At the moment, Su Hu's whole body is not in good condition, and he even finds it difficult to stand up.After a strong impact on the internal organs, it should be uncomfortable now.But just now, it seems that the bones in his body were broken by the 梼杌, and even the attack that the attacker swung with all his strength had already exhausted his spiritual power.Now there is really nothing that can support him to get up.

Zhao Cai lay quietly on the side, Su Hu only felt numb.

Naturally, Yu Qilin also heard the voice, and immediately walked over, looking at Su Hu who was lying at the bottom of the pit: "Three tricks have been passed, and now your tendons and veins are broken, and all your bones are broken. Give up, at least you can still recover." Keep your immortal journey for the second half of the journey. If you continue like this, it may be your life if you fail to keep it."

Su Hu only felt that someone was approaching, but he didn't have the strength to draw his sword anymore.

Just thinking about it still felt unwilling, he tried hard to open his eyes, but in the end he couldn't open them.

"Stop struggling, admit defeat. What could be more important than life?"

After Yu Qilin said this, everyone in the audience echoed.

"Yeah, it's already at this point, what are you still holding on to?"

"Winning or losing is so important? Is Taiyan Palace a place that cares so much about winning or losing?"

"If this continues, his life will be gone."

"You said it's wrong to be the son of the richest man. Why is he suffering now? If he dies, it's a shame."

"If it were me, I would admit defeat. Life is more important. What could be more important than life."

These words only fell on the ears of Mu Wanwan and the others, because Su Hu couldn't hear them.

At this moment, Su Hu only felt that someone was standing in front of him. He thought they were coming to check the outcome, so he opened his mouth and said, "What are you looking at? Three moves are nothing more than that, come again."

If the voice of saying this can be more confident, it should be very imposing.But now Su Hu spoke only a few broken syllables.

Yu Qilin took a step back, Su Hu felt the person in front of him retreat, and hurriedly said again: "Don't go, Yu Qilin, don't run, today either you die or I live."

The Yuqilin people were all laughed angrily, but they probably expected that Su Hu couldn't hear now.

Now that he thought of this, he naturally didn't want to say anything, but turned to the direction of Taiyan Palace.

"He can't hear him now, and you must know what the situation is. I can let you do it for me. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of heavy hand I will make in the next two moves."

A trace of struggle flashed in Cuiwu's eyes, Jingshen reached out and patted his arm.

Mu Wanwan was still hesitating, Feng Yuan smiled: "You are not his real sister after all, think about it carefully, how much do you know about him?"

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan immediately retorted: "But you are all me." The characters in my pen are all my children. I created you, but I don't understand you. Who would say this? letter?
Mu Wanwan stopped in time and didn't say the following long list, but how could Feng Yuan not understand?
His eyes were soft, as if filled with gentle sunlight: "There are so many people here, who do you really know?"

Mu Wanwan was stunned, who did she know?
She originally thought that Feng Yuan was just a villain who had a miserable childhood and grew up to take revenge on society, but everything that Feng Yuan showed said that he was not such a person.

She thought that Jing Shen was just an insignificant fringe figure, but Jing Shen not only became her master, but also hidden a bigger secret in him.

She originally thought that the real Cuiwu was just a carefree 'cook', but under that rough appearance, there was a half-dissolved pain hidden in his cultivation.

Even Song Ming was originally just a tool man who would die when he appeared on the stage, but what was involved was the pain of several people.

She never knew anyone.

Yu Qilin on the high platform was still waiting for their response, but Mu Wanwan was speechless at this moment.

Master Cuiwu spoke slowly, heavier than ever before. When he said this, he was not even facing Yu Qilin, but Huaiyu who was shaking his head vigorously.

"We can't make decisions for him. Since he has decided to fight you to the end, we have no right to stop him."

Yu Qilin smiled: "Is this the touching master-student relationship in Taiyan Palace? I saw it today." Then he turned and looked at the dying Su Hu: "Look, they didn't save you, so you can't blame me .”

Su Hu didn't seem to notice anything, just chuckled, as if seeing some beautiful illusion in a dream.

The curse in Yu Qilin's hand kept on, and his mouth was colder than ever: "Blue Dragon Binding! Suzaku Fire!"