I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 277

Chapter 277
"Senior Passion Fruit, you can return it now. Qilin him."

Song Lanjun spoke hesitantly, but Song Zhujun changed his expression after hearing it.

"Master's health is not good now. In Wu Yunfeng, if you go there, don't be angry with him."

Song Lanjun looked up at Song Zhujun, and suddenly said: "You"

"I'm not the kind of person who refuses to save me. All the quarrels between us can't be mentioned for now. Human life is the most important thing." After speaking, Song Zhujun turned around.

"You can find any disciple to take you to Wuyun Peak, I won't take you there."

After saying this, Song Zhujun walked faster.

Mu Wanwan looked back, Song Lanjun was still standing there, his eyes seemed to have not moved away from Song Zhujun.

She turned around: "So, what happened to Yu Qilin?"

Song Zhujun laughed lightly: "Do you know why the Beast Sect and the Cangshan Sect are on good terms?"

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

Song Zhujun's voice sounded again, a little tired.

"I don't care whether the relationship between people is determined by interests, but this sect must be united because of interests.

As long as the descendants of the Beastmaster Sect fight, they will gradually fall into madness.The price of madness is actually their lives.

Only the elixir of the Cangshan School can relieve the symptoms, but only my master can make that medicine in the world.Looking at my elder sister's appearance, it seems that there are not many pills left by the Cangshan sect. "

Mu Wanwan nodded, and couldn't help but think of the confrontation between Yu Qilin and Su Hu at that time.

At that time, she felt strange that Yu Qilin acted sloppily and spoke unforgivingly, but he was an heir after all, why at that time he seemed to be crazy and wanted to kill Su Hu.

In fact, thinking about it, it was also their fault, after all Yu Qilin also made them admit defeat.

Looking back now, Mu Wanwan can only lament that Su Huming is great.

Walking to the mountainside, I saw Jiang Yingsi coming against the flow of people.

Song Zhujun smiled, walked over, and took Jiang Yingsi's hand.

Mu Wanwan shook her head helplessly: "Okay, you guys go, I'll go back by myself."

Looking at the backs of Song Zhujun and Jiang Yingsi, Mu Wanwan suddenly wondered if they had seen that before, she and Feng Yuan side by side.

The past was complicated and chaotic, one by one, Mu Wanwan smiled helplessly.

"Miss Mu."

She turned her head and saw Song Lanjun's cold face.

It was she who yelled that sound just now.

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised, but she still asked, "Miss Song, is there anything else?"

Song Lanjun raised his eyes to look at her: "I think you are from Taiyan Palace, so you naturally know the way. In addition, we are barely old acquaintances, so please help me, Miss Mu."

Mu Wanwan didn't have such thoughts at all, and she didn't seem to like Song Lanjun very much, and she was about to open her mouth to refuse, when she heard Song Lanjun speak again.

"Actually, this is only one aspect. I have some questions I want to ask you."

Mu Wanwan felt that the sun probably came out from the west in the sky, and Song Lanjun, who had always been arrogant, had also changed his temperament in the past 200 years.

"Then let's go." He said and stepped out.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Mu Wanwan spoke again: "I thought it was you, Sister Gu Nian, who stopped there emotionally to watch Mr. Zhu, but I didn't expect it was for me."

Song Lanjun rarely twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm ashamed to say it."

On the way up to Wuyun Peak, Song Lanjun asked many unnecessary questions.

After the battle of Qingyin Pavilion, did she meet Patriarch Lingshan?

And what did Feng Yuan die so easily?

While talking, he even asked Xiao Fengyu when he would come out.

Mu Wanwan answered her with a smile.

Xu Shi noticed Mu Wanwan's reluctance, and after arriving at Wuyun Peak, Song Lanjun excused himself to say goodbye to Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan didn't take it seriously at first, she just felt that she wasn't familiar with it at first, so it's human nature to ask some unnecessary questions.

But after thinking about it, I felt wrong.

What is Song Lanjun's temperament?That's someone who doesn't have a purpose and doesn't have anything to do with you.

But those questions were too one-sided, and Mu Wanwan didn't have a clue for a moment.

That's it, it took about ten days.

Mu Wanwan didn't go to the competition. When she had free time, she went to Liuyun Peak to look at Jingshen on the high platform. After watching it, she went to Qinglianju to fill the pond with lotus one by one.

In Su Hu's words, it means putting too much salt and leaving nothing to chance.

Occasionally Song Zhujun would find her to have a chat with her.

Which disciple broke his arm today, and which disciple injured his internal organs tomorrow.

Among them, what Mu Wanwan likes to hear most is that Song Lanjun was driven off Wu Yunfeng by Mr. Dong with a broom.

But today was different. Mu Wanwan was sitting in the lake pavilion drinking tea when she saw Su Hu running in.

"What's wrong?" Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu from the lotus in the manchi.

Su Hu said lightly: "Young master of the Yu family, on the high platform today, I went crazy competing with each other."

As soon as Mu Wanwan put the tea cup down, she said leisurely with great interest, "Then why are you here?"

"The Song family wants to find Senior Passion Fruit, but you also know that since 200 years ago, Senior has been closed to see visitors, so of course no one else can invite him."

Mu Wanwan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "So, I asked you to come to Mr. Zhu."

Su Hu nodded.

Mu Wanwan said slowly, "Mr. Zhu is not with me."

Su Hu smiled: "That will make it easier for me to find."

Mu Wanwan smiled and said, "Who do you mean?"

Su Hu turned around and walked out again.

"Where can it be? The Song family and the Yu family are both there."

Mu Wanwan also understood.

To put it bluntly, I just can't hold back my face, and I want to touch porcelain by virtue of an accident in front of Taiyan Palace.

Mu Wanwan sighed: "Don't be embarrassed, go back and tell them. Mr. Zhu is now in Wuyun Peak, and is detained by the old passion fruit."

Su Hu turned around: "Really?"

"It's more or less the same, what kind of calculations those people are making, the old man has lived for so many years, how can he not understand. He probably guessed that there will be such a thing, otherwise Mr. Zhu would have arrived at this time in the past."

Su Hu smiled: "Are you so sure you didn't leave with Jiang Yingsi?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "The only person in this world who can stop Mr. Zhu's desire to save people is the old man."

Su Hu nodded and walked out.

Mu Wanwan drank the tea in her hand, flicked her sleeves, and walked towards Wu Yunfeng.

Compared with hundreds of years ago, the apricot trees on Wuyun Peak have grown a lot. Now at this season, the trees are full of green leaves, and the half-yellow apricots are hidden in the gaps between the branches and leaves.

Mu Wanwan suddenly remembered Feng Yuan's sour words at that time.

Flying up, I picked one, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the branch of the apricot tree.

She rubbed the fur off the skin of the apricot and fed it into her mouth.

"Sour! So sour!"

As soon as she threw the apricot down, she heard a series of footsteps.

This time it was faster.

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