I'm the villain's mother.

"I surrender."

It was unbelievable to say these three words from Jiang Yingsi's mouth.

"The Emperor Beast Sect, Song Lanjun, win."

But when the little boy behind him loudly announced Song Lanjun's victory, Jiang Yingsi still showed no trace of resignation on his face.

He just stumbled down the ring, looked at Mu Wanwan and smiled: "Take it, go save her." After saying this, he almost fell on Mu Wanwan.

"Then what do you do?" Seeing that Jiang Yingsi wasn't looking too good, Mu Wanwan said weakly.

"You should bring it to her yourself."

Mu Wanwan turned around and saw Feng Yuan dressed in black, walking up to Jiang Yingsi against the light, and hugging him.

Jiang Yingsi's expression became very strange, and he wanted to struggle, but he heard Feng Yuan leisurely say: "You don't really want to crawl back, do you?"

Jiang Yingsi stopped struggling with his hands, looked at Feng Yuan, and said weakly, "Thank you."

Feng Yuan snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

When they returned to Chenshui Pavilion with the antidote, the sun was shining, and they saw the passion fruit sitting in front of Song Zhujun's door before they got close.

Mu Wanwan hurriedly took the antidote and ran to Passion Fruit: "Senior, we have already brought back the antidote, Lord Zhu is saved."

But Passion Fruit's expression didn't mean to relax, but instead became heavier.

Seeing Passion Fruit sigh, Mu Wanwan spoke cautiously, her voice so weak that a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Bamboo Lord and She"

After only three words, Mu Wanwan couldn't continue.

Passion fruit looked at Mu Wanwan with tears in his eyes, and Mu Wanwan even saw that his beard was getting whiter.

"She just passed her last breath."

Mu Wanwan felt that the blood all over her body was cold, so she rushed into the room and gave Song Zhujun a burst of cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Seeing that Song Zhujun didn't respond, Mu Wanwan sat down on the side in a dispirited manner.

"It's agreed to wait until we get the medicine back."

"Why didn't you wait?"

When she said this, her voice trembled and she choked up several times, but she still managed to keep herself from crying.

This is the main character in her book, how could he die?

No, she abruptly took the antidote that she just handed to him from Passion Fruit.

Turn the antidote into water and slowly pour it into Song Zhujun's mouth.

Then regardless of Sanqi 21, he pulled Song Zhujun's hand over, and clumsily used his spiritual power to sort out her spiritual veins.

Seeing this, Passion Fruit didn't come and wanted to say that Mu Wanwan hadn't learned it before, so that sorting out the spiritual veins rashly might damage Song Zhujun's body.

But looking at his apprentice lying on the bed, he suddenly smiled, it's all like this, how can it hurt?It's okay to let those who are friends do their best if they do their best as masters.

As time went by, Mu Wanwan gradually felt powerless, but also faintly felt that something was blocking Song Zhujun's spiritual residence.

She slowly put the other hand on Song Zhujun's wrist, and the spiritual power that suddenly released broke the phantom.

Passion Fruit saw Song Zhujun suddenly opened his eyes and began to breathe heavily.

Mu Wanwan slowly withdrew her hand, sweat dripping from her forehead to the ground.She got up and gave up the seat in front of the bed: "Senior, come and see again."

When the passion fruit felt the pulse, Mu Wanwan's body flickered, and Feng Yuan leaned sideways to support Mu Wanwan's body.

"I didn't expect, when did you learn this skill?"

Mu Wanwan said weakly: "I didn't learn, it's just a mistake. Anyway, the situation can't be worse now, it's better to let me be a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Feng Yuan looked at Jiang Yingsi who he was supporting: "A Mr. Song Zhu folded both of you in."

Mu Wanwan looked at Jiang Yingsi who was supported by Feng Yuan on the other side: "He has fallen asleep."

Feng Yuan smiled: "It took a lot of hard work for him to get the antidote today. He is just asleep now, and it is lucky that he is not so weak that he is lying on the bed."

When Mu Wanwan heard this, she suddenly thought of something.Originally, I wanted to ask, but looking at Feng Yuan, I suddenly lost my mind.

"I haven't seen you these days, what have you been doing?" Mu Wanwan said slowly. "Don't say you went to the stage. I heard from Feng Yu that you can't find it at other times except for the day of the competition these days."

After hearing this, Feng Yuan smiled slightly: "Why do you care about me so much, and accompany me to get Jiang Yingsi back first is the business."

Mu Wanwan shook her head, feeling that she had regained some strength, and wanted to go out to get some air, so she stood beside Feng Yuan.

"Let's go then."

The two sent Jiang Yingsi back to the house, and walked slowly on the path.

"Aside from other things, the Fufeng Xiaozhu is actually quite to my liking." Mu Wanwan said as she probed to smell the roses clinging to the tree.

Feng Yuan just looked at her, and walked slowly behind her.

"It's just that such a beautiful place can bury a girl alive. It's scary to think about it." Mu Wanwan said, turning around and looking at Feng Yuan.

"The beauty is so beautiful, the fault lies with the people in it." Feng Yuan's tone was flat.

Mu Wanwan thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Feng Yuan, do you like cats or dogs?"

Feng Yuan looked up at her: "I don't even like it."

Mu Wanwan felt bored and stopped asking.

When he returned to Song Zhujun's house, Passion Fruit had a good look on his face, and he was very excited to catch Mu Wanwan's procedure of loving you.

"Okay, I'm alive. Little friend, tell me what is the method, so that I can learn it too."

Mu Wanwan pulled her hand away from the passion fruit into my hand, and smiled slightly: "I don't know, I just found a phantom blocking her Lingfu based on my feeling, and it will be fine to wash away the phantom." gone."

After hearing this, Passion Fruit went away to think about it. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Mu Wanwan also said goodbye and went back to her room.

Here Mrs. Song took Song Lanjun to the main hall. Seeing his mother like this, Song Lanjun couldn't help saying: "Mother, why did you give them the medicine just now? You have come here and saved me. Why are you so nervous?" ?”

Mrs. Song sighed: "You just need to know that when you meet Jiang Yingsi in the future and hear him recite today's mantra, you can obey him for everything. That's enough. Don't ask about other things."

Song Lanjun wanted to say something, but Mrs. Song couldn't say anything after seeing her.

After this battle in the arena, the Xianmen Conference has gradually come to an end after more than a month.

In the end, only Xiao Fengyu, Feng Yuan, Fu Huaiying, and Ji Kong remained.

At this moment, everyone from each faction was watching the four draw lots.

"Master, who do you think Senior Brother Feng Yuan will draw?"

Cuiwu looked at Su Hu, who was recovering fairly well, and said, "These four are of equal strength, and it's the same for whoever gets drawn."

"The order of the final decisive battle has come out. In the first match, Feng Yuan from Taiyan Palace will face Fu Huaiying, the Fu Xiu of Shangdaomen; in the second match, Xiao Fengyu from Taiyan Palace will face Jikong, the Buddhist cultivator of Shangtan Huazong. The result of today's lottery has been released, and we will see the result tomorrow, and see you tomorrow." Song Wang's voice spread throughout the venue.

Mu Wanwan stood up and stretched her waist: "Let's go, tomorrow is the decisive battle, let's relax today."