I'm the villain's mother.

When Song Zhujun was brought back to the Chenshui Pavilion, he had passed out.Mu Wanwan hurried to find Passion Fruit, and Passion Fruit entered the room and saw Mr. Song Zhu who had passed out, hating iron for being weak.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" Although he said so on his mouth, his hands did not slack at all.

"Go to Banfenghe and get the red bottle from the black wooden cabinet on the right side of the middle hall. Hurry up." Passion Fruit said suddenly.

As soon as Mu Wanwan stood up, Jiang Yingsi pressed her shoulders: "I'll go, you watch her here." After speaking, she turned to look at Song Zhujun: "She should want to see you even more when she wakes up."

Mu Wanwan was taken aback for a moment, and Jiang Yingsi disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The sweat on Passion Fruit's forehead became more and more soaked, and Mu Wanwan couldn't help but move forward when she saw this: "Senior, teach me how to use spiritual power to sort out the spiritual veins, let me do it."

Passion Fruit raised her eyes and looked at her: "No, you just watch here and don't let others disturb you."

Mu Wanwan also knew that this was not the time to be stubborn, so she immediately walked out, leaving the quiet space in the house for Passion Fruit.

About two minutes later, Mu Wanwan saw Jiang Yingsi holding the cabinet appearing in her field of vision.

"Senior Brother Jiang, this is it?"

Jiang Yingsi weighed the cabinet and said, "I couldn't find the red bottle senior said, so I had to bring the cabinet here."

Mu Wanwan was taken aback, and opened the door: "Brother Jiang, slow down."

Jiang Yingsi carried the cabinet into the back room, and Mu Wanwan followed in worry.

Passion fruit is sitting in front of Song Zhujun's bed and closed her eyes weakly. Looking at the passion fruit whose hair seems to be whiter, Mu Wanwan can't help but think of Jingshen every time she has treated her hand before, so thin, So eye-watering.

Perhaps Jiang Yingsi's cabinet sounded a little louder, waking up Passion Fruit, whose eyes were slightly closed.

Seeing that Jiang Yingsi moved the entire cabinet over, Passion Fruit also had a hard-to-speak expression on his face: "Are you saying it's so difficult for you to find a red bottle? As for moving the entire cabinet here" the words suddenly stopped here, Mu Wanwan While wondering, Passion Fruit said again: "I can't blame you, thank you for your hard work."

Mu Wanwan thought it was funny, so she poked her head to see a cabinet full of red bottles, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's really hard to find."

Who would have thought that Song Zhujun's medicines were packaged according to the color of the bottle?

Passion Fruit reached out to take out the bottle, melted the pill into his palm, and slowly pushed it into Song Zhujun's spiritual vein with spiritual power.

After he finished all this, Mu Wanwan said, "Senior, she."

Passion Fruit looked at Mr. Song Zhu whose face had improved, and sighed: "It's not so easy to cure the bite through the waist and abdomen. Without the antidote to crack the venom of Ziyan, Mr. Zhu's wound will never heal, and may fester , getting bigger and bigger. She might not be able to last seven days in her current state, although this medicine can temporarily protect her spirit veins, but in the end it can only last half a month longer."

Jiang Yingsi couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get the antidote?"

Mu Wanwan first looked at Passion Fruit: "Brother Jiang just woke up, so it's normal not to know." Then she turned to Jiang Yingsi: "Ziyan is Song Lanjun's spirit beast, so naturally I want to ask her for it."

Jiang Yingsi asked suspiciously: "You have been waiting for so many days, didn't you ask for the antidote?"

Passion Fruit sighed: "Since that day, Song Lanjun has been hiding in the main hall of Fufang Xiaozhuzhu, and announced to the outside world that he was seriously injured and died. I was also turned away. Not to mention me, I was blocked by heavy soldiers at the door before I approached. After all, we are asking for medicine, and it is not good to have any conflicts, otherwise she will not give it in a fit of anger, and the harm will be Is Mr. Bamboo already?"

Jiang Yingsi glanced helplessly at Song Zhujun: "I still think her parents are still alive, and life will be smooth. I didn't expect that her parents are not as good as mine, so there is no other way?"

"I went to the Jade Qilin of the Beast Sect before, but there was nothing I could do about it. Zi Yan's antidote was already taken away by Mr. Song Zhu. Even if I went back to the Beast Sect to get it, it would be too late." Xiao Xiao The sound of wind language came along with the sound of footsteps.

Mu Wanwan raised her eyes and saw Feng Yuan, she smiled and didn't speak.

"That's not okay, that's not okay, you just watch her wait to die?" Jiang Yingsi looked at Xiao Fengyu's eyes suddenly turned red, and spoke to Xiao Fengyu with anger.

Mu Wanwan was taken aback by Jiang Yingsi's suddenly raised voice, but when she looked back, she found Xiao Fengyu lowered her head.

"It's my incompetence."

Jiang Yingsi seemed to have also realized his gaffe, took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, let's think of a way."

A farce came to an end, and the second round of the Xianmen Conference quietly kicked off.

After the first round of Su Hu's bloody battle and the brotherhood of the Song sisters, the second round seemed very unspectacular.

Those who are left are those who have no suspense.

Mu Wanwan has no intention of going to see it anymore. What she is most worried about now is when Su Hu will be able to stand up and that Mr. Song Zhu still has less than a week left.

She couldn't help feeling sad seeing Su Hu unable to move on the bed, and seeing Song Zhujun sluggish every day like a dying chick.

It was at this time that the turning point appeared. Jiang Yingsi brought back a message when there were only three days left before the deadline that Passion Fruit said.

This year's Fairy Gate Conference has added a competition, that is, monks who have been eliminated in one round can use the method of fighting to determine the strongest, and directly enter the fourth round of the competition.

Although it seems like this is giving everyone a chance, but no one knows that those who can fight are those who are very capable in themselves.

"I want to try." Jiang Yingsi suddenly said this while looking at Mu Wanwan.

"You want to force her to take out the antidote in the ring?"

Jiang Yingsi nodded: "Since it's a competition, if something goes wrong, it doesn't involve anything. I'll come to the door to apologize after the big deal. It's just a matter of being punished. It's easier than losing her life."

Mu Wanwan didn't know how to speak up for a while, so she thought for a while before she spoke: "Even if Song Lanjun will play, others may not be able to defeat her. If it wasn't for you, then the success would still fall short."

Jiang Yingcai smiled: "I still think you are worried about something, this is no big deal, I have a way to get them to agree to let me be this stepping stone."

Mu Wanwan sighed: "Why is this so?"

Jiang Yingsi's eyes became a little hollow, and even his voice became distant.

"A long, long time ago, when a young man was on the verge of starving to death, he received a meal from a girl. But when he grew up, he failed to recognize the girl. Until he was on the verge of death again, the girl The girl saved his life again, and he recognized that figure in a daze." At this point, he turned his head to look at Mu Wanwan.

"I'm not that young man, so naturally I have some regrets and I won't stay until my death."