I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 253

Passion fruit didn't even get Jingshen's consent, so she hurried to search in the box.

After finding it and inspecting it carefully, his face was happy, but he seemed to be about to cry again.

"This is the master's craftsmanship, especially the joints of this animal, which are much more flexible than mine."

Mr. Dong was taken aback.

"Sure?"

Passion Fruit didn't reply to his words, but turned its attention to Jingshen: "If you want me to say, your apprentice should die too. If you can find someone who makes this thing, and get rid of evil spirits, maybe you can really do it." to make."

Jing Shen's hands trembled a little: "Really?"

Song Zhujun coughed: "Meng Die's grandfather taught Wanwan to make it. According to Master, my uncle should be Meng Die's grandfather."

Passion Fruit suddenly got excited: "Then do you know where his home is?"

Song Zhujun lowered his head: "I'm afraid now is not a good time to find him."

Mr. Dong was also puzzled this time: "Why?"

Jing sighed deeply: "The old man's granddaughter, that is, Meng Die in Mr. Zhu's mouth. She is a child of my Taiyan Palace, and she has died in this battle. The current Meng Mansion, I am afraid."

Jing Shen has always been cold-hearted, but now that he is talking about this, he just feels infinitely embarrassed.

If the passion fruit is right, then this is a sad story.

The best doctor in the world can't save his dearest child.

Passion Fruit was also silent.

It was also at this time that Song Zhujun spoke: "However, Wan Wan is like this now, and there is no delay."

Jing Shen stood up and patted the folds of his clothes: "This is my apprentice's business, no matter how difficult it is to say it, I should say it myself. If you two want to meet your senior brother, you can also go with me .”

Mr. Dong slowly inserted the last silver needle into Mu Wanwan's body, and after hearing Jingshen's words, he immediately spoke.

"Let's go together then."

Passion Fruit hesitated, and looked at Mr. Song Zhu: "Then you can go instead of me. It takes a long time to go back and forth, and someone has to pull out the needle. You have some spiritual power Needles, Mr. Zhu can't handle it now."

Mr. Dong felt that it was reasonable, and nodded: "Then there will be Brother Lao."

Jing Shen closed the door casually, went to Cuiwu's territory, asked the address of Meng's house, and took Mr. Dong there.

Mu Wanwan was sitting arguing with the person in her mind when she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

"what happened to you?"

Mu Wanwan frowned: "I just don't want to go in, and I don't want to listen to you, so you don't want to punish me."

The man was a little puzzled: "I didn't."

Mu Wanwan immediately snapped back: "No, why is my whole body hurting now?"

There was no answer in her mind for a long time, and Mu Wanwan was also anxious: "What's going on?"

After waiting for a long time, Mu Wanwan heard the man's voice.

"It should be that someone is trying to wake up your body, but you are now in the illusion of three lives, and I am afraid that you will not be able to wake up for a while."

Hearing the apologetic voice of that person in her mind, Mu Wanwan suddenly said, "Then what should I do?"

"If you want to wake up, you can only enter the illusion of three lives, go through thousands of sails, and come out."

Mu Wanwan couldn't help swearing.

"Your uncle."

As he spoke, he shook his body and walked into the illusion.

"Don't you want to go in?"

Mu Wanwan rolled her eyes, feeling irritated: "It hurts so much, why don't you try it?"

There is no sound in my head.

When the scene in front of her changed, Mu Wanwan felt the scenery in front of her change.

Here
She was so familiar, it was her bedroom at home at that time.

Poor and warm.

Just thinking about it, Mu Wanwan suddenly felt a pain in her fingers, and looked down, and saw a burning tongue licking her fingertips.

Before she could move, she felt someone throw the burning notebook to the ground.

Even stepped on two feet, the fire was extinguished, and there were several shoe prints on the notebook.

"who are you?"

The man was as ethereal as a cloud in the sky, and Mu Wanwan felt as if there was a thick layer of fog between her eyes.

She couldn't see that person's face clearly, only heard that person's smile clearly.

"I am Miao, and I am also the consul of the wasteland. You may not know where it is, but you may know it in the future."

Mu Wanwan only felt that the suffocation that lingered in her heart just now disappeared.

"Why are you here?" Mu Wanwan finally came to her senses and asked such a question.

But the man knelt down and slowly wiped the tears off Mu Wanwan's cheeks.

"Because I am the guardian of the forbidden texts in the sky, although these are forbidden texts, you can't destroy them without Huang Yu's consent."

Miao spoke very gently, even though she couldn't see her face clearly, Mu Wanwan still felt that this person was smiling warmly.

As long as this person talks, her whole body will feel relaxed.

She pointed to the burnt paper on the ground: "You came here for them?"

The man didn't answer immediately, but looked at her wrist.

Blood flowed out there continuously, dyeing the ground bright red.

"It could be for you, too."

Mu Wanwan then followed his gaze and lowered her head.

The bright red blood stimulated her, as if she had really done this a long time ago.

With a sound of 'stab', Mu Wanwan heard the sound of cloth being torn.

Then she felt the person's body temperature.

A body as cold as a machine, doing extremely gentle things.

He is like a knight, and she is like the princess he has been looking for for many years. At this moment, he knelt on one knee with pious eyes.

"indistinct."

Mu Wanwan heard her own crying voice.

"Ok?"

Miao just replied such a sentence, and felt big drops of tears hitting his hands.

"You said, is there only pain in life?"

There was an obvious pause in Miao's movements.

"No, and it won't be just pain."

"So will this all pass?"

"Yes, it will pass, and everything you want will come to you in the end." Miao's voice was firm and gentle.

"Then what about love? Is it okay to love?" Miao looked up at Mu Wanwan.

"I was born in this world. It seems that I have always felt love, and it seems that I have never felt love. I can't get in touch with other people. I play with others. My mother said that the girl is not innocent and told me to play with her less. But my mother I don’t know, only she is willing to play with me. I want to watch TV, and my mother told me to finish my homework, but I have already finished, and she doesn’t know. Even taking care of my younger brother, as long as my younger brother asks, she will believe it, obviously It's not me, it's not me hitting him. Mom always hits me, sometimes I don't even know why. Today she asked me to cook again, but I wanted to play too, so I played. Didn't cook, came back and After a meal, am I really her child? She said that the girl was not innocent, but she still praised others in front of me. The pride in her tone seemed to be that girl was her daughter. I obviously already I tried my best to do everything she wanted me to do, but why, I couldn't even hear a word of praise. It really hurts to be beaten."

Unbearable flashed in Miao's eyes: "Doesn't it hurt when the wrist is cut?"

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