I'm the villain's mother.

Mu Wanwan did not expect that the proposal to go to Tan Huazong first would be accepted so quickly.Even Taoist Qinghui, who was always uncertain, opened his mouth.

When walking back with Jingshen, Mu Wanwan was still making jokes.

"Uncle Qing Hui has become cheerful. According to his previous appearance, he might be in a hurry for a long time."

Jing Shen's voice was still a little hoarse: "If what the paper figurine pretended to be Song Abao said is true, then the situation will be serious this time. If there is no one to help first, and the spies from the Cangshan School come back, Tan Huazong doesn't know what will happen. What kind of purgatory on earth has become, this matter, brother, he can still handle it clearly."

Jing Shen's whole body showed a kind of exhaustion, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but said, "Master."

"By the way, the journey is too dangerous this time. It will take some time for Mr. Dong to come. Can Miss Song Jia go with us?" Jing Shen suddenly interrupted Mu Wanwan.

"The other reason why I brought up this matter is because of this. Today, the Song family and his wife came to Chenxiang Pavilion again. Mr. Zhu swore a curse to the sky that he would never set foot in Wangbuliuxing forever. Mr. Zhu follows us."

Jing Shen pondered for a moment and finally said: "Forget it, the relationship between them is weak, so it's not a bad thing to break up like this. It's just that Mr. Zhu left suddenly, and she left without any reason in front of so many people. It must be difficult. In this world, there are many people who fall into trouble, and few people give charcoal in the face of hardship. It’s okay if we reach out to help.”

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Then I'll tell Mr. Zhu to pack her luggage quickly."

Looking at Mu Wanwan's back, Jing Shen suddenly said, "You guys come later by yourself, the flying boat we brought can't hold you."

Mu Wanwan said while running: "Got it! Master! You go to Fangfeng City first."

As soon as Mu Wanwan walked to the door, she saw Mr. Song Zhu came out with a small bundle on her back, followed by a smiling Passion Fruit.

"You are this?"

Song Zhujun's face was pale, and his voice was a little erratic: "Since you said you will leave the Cangshan faction, you will never set foot on Wang Buliu Xing forever, so if you don't leave now, wouldn't it be even more ridiculous?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Where do you want to go?"

Song Zhujun said indifferently: "The sky is big and the earth is big, can there be no place for me?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "That's right, hanging the pot to help the world, how can you help the world if you don't join the world? The prospect of recruiting friends is a dead end for you, and our Taiyan Palace is going to lead our disciples to the Tan Huazong first. Because it is not sure that the Tan Huazong will There is no danger, and there is no certainty about the degree of casualties, so I want you to go with us. Although Zhuo is in poor health, it may be a bit risky."

"I'm going, I'm going to meet that paper figurine. He said that Abao is dead. I don't believe it. I have to see Abao with my own eyes before I count." Mu Wanwan looked at Song Zhujun with firm eyes and suddenly said without knowing it. what.

There are not many people left who Song Zhujun cares about the most, if Ah Bao
Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan also changed her expression: "Then let's go together, there is still a glimmer of hope if we don't see the corpse. Then you go to Fangfeng City first, and I will pack up."

After speaking, Mu Wanwan ran to pack her things.

Song Zhujun stood on the spot and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Master, is your ring that can store living things still there?"

Passion Fruit rummaged through her small baggage, and finally found a cloud-shaped ring in the corner, and handed it to Mr. Song Zhu.

"What do you want this for?"

Song Zhujun smiled: "I suddenly found that I also have some things that I need to get back."

After speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Lingyun Peak is full of greenery, and all kinds of medicinal materials sway in the direction of the wind, turning into a sea of ​​fragrance.

Song Zhujun reached out and brushed the leaves of a plant lightly.The leaves of that plant are black, with distinct bright red veins above each root.And at the top of the plant, a small fruit is growing at this moment.The small fruit also looks weird, its body is pitch black, but there are golden lines growing on the top for no reason, upon closer inspection, the lines look a bit like human eyes.

Such a terrifying thing, but Song Zhujun touched it again with a smile: "I thought you couldn't live, but I didn't expect you to grow better after three years of seeing each other."

The plant seemed to understand what Mr. Song Zhu was saying, and even shook its seeds lightly when there was no wind.

"I don't know if you can live without the Cangshan faction, so I will keep you here."

After finishing speaking, he rolled all the medicinal materials on the entire Lingyun Peak into the Liuyun Ring.

Seeing that Lingyun Peak had returned to its bald appearance at the beginning, Song Zhujun smiled, turned around and was about to leave.

"Take me."

Intermittent voices came from behind, like a baby learning to speak.

When Song Zhujun turned his head, he saw a very small black monkey with a small wobbly fruit on top of its head.

Song Zhujun squatted down and stretched out his hand, and the monkey jumped onto her palm.She took advantage of the situation and nodded the monkey's nose: "Is it you talking?"

"It's me. You put them not me."

Song Zhujun smiled: "You mean I took them all away, so I have to take you?"

The monkey nodded, and Mr. Song Zhu smiled: "Then take it with you. All the things here are planted by me, so there is no reason to keep them."

The monkey nodded and said, "Yes!"

Song Zhujun put it on his shoulder and walked down Lingyun Peak.

Mu Wanwan had just packed her things at this time, and went out with a small burden on her back. When she opened the door, she saw three living people.

"Why didn't you leave?" When Mu Wanwan said this, she was somewhat startled.

Seeing this, Song Zhujun smiled: "I went to Lingyun Peak to get some things. I thought you might not have left yet, so I came here and waited for you."

Mu Wanwan turned to look at Jiang Yingsi: "What about you?"

Jiang Yingsi's ears turned red quietly: "I" glanced at Song Zhujun while talking, and then said again: "I heard Master Jingshen said that you didn't leave, so I came to find you as a companion."

Mu Wanwan smiled, but she still didn't expose him after all, and turned to look at Passion Fruit again.

Passion Fruit smiled: "I'll go wherever Mr. Zhu goes. Besides, I'll go with you, but I can take a flying boat afterwards, right?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Then let's go."

The four of them walked out of Fufang Xiaozhu together, with Mr. Song Zhu walking at the end, turning around to look at the plaque that said Fufang Xiaozhu.

"Isn't that beautiful? It was written by Song Lanjun at that time."

Mu Wanwan looked at the four big characters painted with silver hooks on iron, and smiled: "It's good-looking, but for me, it's not as good as the plaque of Jiangxiangtang."

When Passion Fruit heard this, she quickly turned around: "You also think those words are very good."

Mu Wanwan replied with a smile: "Although the writing is crooked, under careful inspection, it has a lot of interest."

Song Zhujun took a last look at those four words, bowed his head and laughed at himself.

"Wait for me!"

The light of the sun stretched their shadows very long.

With laughter and laughter, they stepped out of Wang Buliuxing.