I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 281 Conjecture
Jing Shen's expression changed: "You have to trust Mr. Zhu."

Mu Wanwan hummed lightly.

"I know, let me see again."

Jing Shen covered her mouth and coughed lightly, and Mu Wanwan temporarily put aside Song Zhujun's mistakes.

He told Jing Shen about the fake Ruan Yu, Jing Shen nodded: "Then I'll go to the main hall first, you go back and rest quickly."

Mu Wanwan nodded, looked at the color of the sky getting brighter, turned around, and was going to find Mr. Song Zhu.

In front of Mr. Song Zhu's house, there are still all kinds of medicinal materials, and they even look better than what they saw in Wang Buliuxing back then.

Mu Wanwan reached out to knock on the door, but no one answered.

Just at this time, Ah Chun passed by, and Mu Wanwan casually asked, "Did you see Miss Song?"

Ah Chun put the sword back into its sheath, and said with a smile, "Miss Song seemed to be heading towards Wu Yunfeng earlier."

Mu Wanwan frowned slightly: "Is she alone?"

Ah Chun thought for a while: "Yes, alone."

Mu Wanwan waved her hand: "Got it."

Achun smiled and turned around to walk up the mountain. When Mu Wanwan was going down the mountain, she suddenly said, "How did Master Huimu teach you disciples? How can you compete with each other in diligence. Jiang Yingsi was like this in the past, and now you, the younger generation, are also like this. "

Ah Chun stopped walking, just at this time the birds flew up from the tree.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were attracted by Asuka, and then she heard Ah Chun say indifferently: "Master doesn't care much about us, that's why our lineage is so mixed. There are also 'profiteers' like Brother Wu and Brother Bu, and there are Senior Brother Jiang is a righteous man. However, Senior Sister, you said that I am similar to Senior Brother Jiang, and I am a little bit happy in my heart. If we really talk about the reason, it is probably because we have the same Tao in our hearts."

The flowing clouds are stagnant, and the mountain wind does not flow.

Where there was Ah Chun on the mountain road, Mu Wanwan lowered her head and laughed.

It was originally a joke, but hearing such a serious answer suddenly made her feel a little complicated.

She couldn't describe that feeling, she just felt that at that moment, she had already figured out how to die generously for the world.

Wu Yunfeng's apricots have turned yellower, and it has been almost a month since the last time I was here.

She felt something pinched on the sole of her foot, and when she looked up, it was an apricot that had fallen to the ground.

Mu Wanwan picked it up, looked at it again and again: "I always like to do useless things, since you are under my feet, then we are destined. I will take you back to Wanyun Peak and bury you. One day if you If it can grow, it can also be a company with my jacaranda plant."

But in fact, Mu Wanwan knows in her heart that things that are carefully taken care of may not be able to support them, let alone such seeds that are planted casually and do not know whether they will survive or not.

But now, holding this seed in her hand, the thought that came out of no reason made her feel absurd, but she suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

In her private heart, she actually wondered if if Fengyuan really came back, seeing the trees full of apricots would make her teeth sore.

She shook her head, throwing out this strange thought.

Not to mention that Feng Yuan has really dissipated, even knowing his status as the executive officer of the wasteland, it is impossible for him to come back.

In the past, she always thought that if one day her lover really disappeared, she would go to Qiongbi and go to hell to chase him back.

But now that he has really come to this point, he finds that he can only accept it.

Whether in the sky or in the book, that person is a life form higher than her.

And she is doomed, unable to practice the rhetoric of the year.

The leaves creaked and Mu Wanwan could hear someone approaching.

She hid herself calmly, and then saw Mr. Song Zhu.

Behind Song Zhujun was Song Lanjun with a sarcastic expression on his face.

"I'm still taking care of Qilin, what did you ask me to come over?" Song Lanjun's voice was full of unspeakable excitement.

Mr. Song Zhu raised his head: "How much did you participate in when you came out in front of Qianyin Hall?"

Song Lanjun changed his face in an instant: "You remember?"

Song Zhujun still stubbornly asked her the same question: "How much did you participate in?"

The corner of Song Lanjun's mouth slightly raised: "Now that you remember, then you should know what I participated in back then. Now I just do it again according to the things at that time, and I am familiar with it."

After speaking, he looked at his black and blue nails in a daze.

"What you did back then caused the already weak strength of the six sects to become even weaker. You don't want to repent, but instead get worse?" Song Zhujun was speaking, and Mu Wanwan felt like she was about to cry.

Song Lanjun was indifferent, but looked at Song Zhujun and said indifferently: "My good sister, what happened back then was not done by me, but by you."

Song Zhujun also laughed, but there was some sarcasm in his voice that he didn't usually have.

"That's right, I forgot, my good sister, when she did these things, she used my face. I was curious about the Heavenly Transformation Talisman I asked for from Uncle Fu, and the one I gave you out of kindness. But it was your biggest accomplice who pushed me into the abyss."

Song Lanjun's eyes flickered slightly, and then he laughed.

"Really, it's the first time I've seen you like this in so many years." Song Lanjun looked at the sky, and then said lightly: "Go back, my good sister. Every time I see you, I will think of how despicable I am. Stay any longer , I'm afraid I can't help but kill you."

"Did you ever have that moment? Do you want me to survive?" Song Zhujun said to Song Lanjun's back.

Song Lanjun didn't stop walking: "No."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "Maybe there were, when I first arrived in this world."

Mu Wanwan had no intention of eavesdropping, but let her hear such things.

She associated Song Zhujun's expression with what she said now, and came to a somewhat unbelievable but reasonable conclusion.

Lord Song Lanjun also participated in the disaster of the Beast Controlling Sect.

Before she could think about it, Mu Wanwan only felt a splitting headache.

On the verge of her consciousness collapsing, she saw the evil spirit overflowing from her body, as well as her vague but gradually disintegrating soul.

And the night when the sound pierced through the clouds.

The bird fluttered its wings and flew into the distance, and Mu Wanwan also felt that her body was gradually getting lighter.

The loose fragments of her soul floated in the air, and then she saw the blue threads of her soul tightly bound her.

Or rather, that's not the blue line.

That is 4391.

"The author insists, don't leave, the master will find a way. This is a world he is unwilling to abandon after spending half his life and reincarnating seven times. He will not leave it alone."

Seeing his soul imprisoned by the data in the body, it can only be split into pieces, and he can't wait to rush out.

Mu Wanwan's eyes suddenly became sour.

——It turns out that her soul has already been so impatient to die?
So what is she insisting on?
She turned around slowly, and there seemed to be a flash of light on her spirit body.

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