I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 202
There was a red light in Mu Wanwan's eyes.

That Nian Yao also seemed to be aware of the danger, and hid in Feng Yuan's body and refused to come out.

Mu Wanwan felt a throbbing pain in her chest, and she knew she couldn't last long, so she lost her patience when she thought about it.

I saw Mu Wanwan swiped Chengyan Sword with her hand, and drew a strange symbol between Feng Yuan's eyebrows with the gushing blood.

"Spirit!"

As soon as these words came out, a burst of golden smoke floated from Feng Yuan's forehead.

"Gather!"

Seeing this, Fu Huaiying hurried forward.

"Miss Mu, absolutely impossible."

Seeing the shocked expression on Fu Huaiying's face, Song Zhujun also vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so he couldn't help reaching out to stop Mu Wanwan.

"Don't waste your energy, she uses this technique to prevent you from intervening. Let me tell you, our Miss Mu really knows how to control people's hearts. After today, if you doubt Feng Yuan again, you will think about today's situation . High, really high."

"I didn't expect that the Qingyin Pavilion raised its disciples in this way." Jiang Yingsi looked at Liu Wenmin and said lightly.

Liu Wenmin wasn't annoyed, but went on to say, "Don't you dare say, you never felt guilty at all."

Xiao Fengyu looked at Liu Wenmin calmly, then silently withdrew his gaze.

How could there be no guilt?

Obviously, they only felt guilty towards her.

"It really can't be opened."

Song Zhujun's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it.

"How come?" Meng Die opened her mouth.

"This seal was created by me at Qingyin Pavilion. It's called Taizhao. I used my own blood as a guide to summon the altar in all directions. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out. However, I haven't learned this seal yet. .”

"Dare to ask Miss Liu, you said that the seal was created by you Qingyin Pavilion, how did it end up in the hands of Junior Sister Mu?" Huaiyu looked at Liu Wenmin and couldn't help asking.

"Of course there are some reasons that can't be said. If you don't know, it doesn't mean that others don't know."

Huaiyu wanted to say something more when she saw Fu Huaiying winking at her.

She backed away silently.

"what happened?"

Su Hu sensed that something was wrong with her, Huaiyu shook her head: "It's nothing, it's you."

Su Hu immediately smiled: "What can I do, after all, she has already given me the truth I want. Ask her questions in Suyuan, and she has given me the answers now."

Huaiyu watched Su Hu cast his eyes on Mu Wanwan, and couldn't help but ask, "Is the girl you're talking about, Junior Sister Mu?"

Only then did Su Hu realize the inappropriateness in her tone, she smiled and looked away.

"Yes, I have nothing to do with Miss Wan Wan"

Huaiyu smiled: "Of course I know, what kind of person you are, I can't be more clear."

"Miss Song is injured, let me do it."

Fu Huaiying stepped forward, Liu Wenmin let out a cold snort.

"There are still people who don't believe in evil, and really think that Tai Zhaoyin was made up by me to scare you?"

Fu Huaiying stretched out his hand, only to see talisman seals flying out of his body, circling Mu Wanwan like butterflies.

"It's better than sitting around waiting to die."

Fu Huaiying has been a genius since he was a child, he can get everything he wants, so when he talks, he mostly talks about what I want, easily and loosely.

It was rare to hear what Fu Huaiying said firmly.

Except for one thing, and that is——

The direction of the heart.

"It's really lucky, if I'm as lucky as her, brother."

Liu Wenmin took two steps back, found a place to sit down, and quietly said this sentence.

"what?"

Liu Wenmin looked at his brother and waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Xiao Fengyu glanced at her, then walked towards Fu Huaiying.

"I am coming too."

Seeing that the disciples of Taiyan Palace surrounded him, Liu Wenmin smiled: "Brother, you should help too."

Liu Wendi looked at his sister suspiciously, but finally walked over without saying anything.

Liu Wenmin quietly looked at Mu Wanwan, who was surrounded by golden smoke, and said softly, "Miss Mu, don't feel bad, why bother to be such a hero."

Mu Wanwan is not feeling well at the moment, it is simply too uncomfortable.

She originally thought that according to the plot of Nian Yao in the original book, as long as she used the divine blood here, Nian Yao could be easily wiped out. .

"4391, 4391."

Mu Wanwan called softly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But there was no answer from the cold mechanical voice, she only saw herself standing on the cliff.

"What is this place?"

"Pengshan Baichilou." She turned her head, and a purple-clothed man in complicated silver ornaments came slowly.

"Brother Liu, it's really easy to get the name of this building."

She looked at the person who spoke again, he was dressed in white, as if he was from the Central Plains.

"Brother Zhu, what you said is wrong. We Pengshan people, we pay attention to simplicity. My building is a hundred feet high, so there is no problem in calling it a hundred-foot building."

The man in white said slowly: "From the road to Jane, the name of Brother Liu's building is just right, I am narrow-minded."

The man smiled: "Brother Zhu can't get rid of the literati's sourness when he speaks. Speaking of which, how is your "Su Yang Biography" writing?"

The man in white stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and said lightly, "How do you know?"

The man lay prone on the railing, letting the mist of the mountains pass through his body.

"I remember that when you were young, you wanted to finish this "Biography of Su Yang". It's just that the world is impermanent, and I thought you had let it go. But the other day, I heard from Man Niang that she wanted to come to me and say that you wrote it. Book."

The man in white looked desolate, lowered his head slowly, and sighed: "When I was young, I was full of enthusiasm and always wanted to write the most outstanding script in the world, but my talent was limited, and I never lost my way. Let Man Niang My mother followed me and endured all the hardships in the world, and died of depression within two years of giving birth to Man Niang. Since then, I have put down my pen and devoted myself to making money and raising Man Niang. But in the end, I still can’t let go. Speaking of this " "Su Yang Biography" was supposed to be a young man with high spirits, but now it is written and written, and it always brings itself into it, like an old man who is dying, so it is better not to talk about it."

The man in purple stood up straight and smiled: "It's up to you, but how long are you going to stay in Pengshan this time?"

The man in white thought for a while, then said slowly: "In three to five years, this "Su Yang Biography" must be finished."

At this point, Mu Wanwan doesn't know where this is, but it's the real wood.

Nian Yao escaped from the script, then it might be closely related to this "Su Yang Biography".

She raised her sword to cut through the obscurity in front of her eyes, and what caught her eyes was the warm sunlight from the window. Moving her gaze down, there were two extremely well-grown Phalaenopsis orchids, which were in full bloom at the moment.

She lowered her head, and on the wet rice paper was written "Even without old age and death, and without old age and death."

The person who wrote the storybook was standing aside, watching the people coming and going through the street market.

(End of this chapter)