I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 297

Chapter 297
Mu Wanwan couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't realize before that Fourth Martial Uncle is also such a popular cultivator."

Huimu shook his head, and said helplessly: "My lineage is considered withered in Taiyan Palace.

On the top there is Jiang Yingsi, who is famous all over the world, and on the bottom there are two people who are deceived and abducted by Wu Bu.

But in the final analysis, most of them are incompetent, so that when Ying Sichu first became famous, some people asked him, which sect I belong to.

Not to mention the rest of the apprentices. If their reputation is bad, naturally no one will come to me.The situation has gotten better in recent decades.Presumably it was because Miss Song and Ying Si traveled down the mountain.

It's just that now that there are more new disciples, I feel worse than before.In the past, we met and made out in twos and threes.Nowadays, even the greeting has become rushed when meeting, as if there is a ghost chasing after him. "

Mu Wanwan didn't know what to think of, so she chuckled: "If you want me to say, the Fourth Master Uncle Peak is on Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Huimu knew that although Mu Wanwan was teasing, she was not malicious, so she thought about it carefully after listening.

"It's true that there are not many people who are reliable. Ying Si looks calm, but in fact he has a temperament that doesn't care about his head. Moreover, he is somewhat similar to Brother Ming Zhao, and he believes that even if there is a thunderbolt, he will not change it.

The others are not very successful, but fortunately there is no problem in the general direction.

Then there is Ah Chun, that boy Ah Chun, he used to be such a jerk, none of the elders in the main peaks of Taiyan Palace had a headache because of him, even your master couldn't bear it.But after what happened 200 years ago, Ah Chun seemed to be a different person.The current appearance is somewhat similar to Feng Yuan's back then. "

Having said that, he looked at Mu Wanwan's face and found that there was nothing else on his face before continuing.

“It’s fine now, but I often think about the past.

Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan. They should have grown up according to their own wishes, and slowly grew into what they had in mind, instead of being forced to bear something that they shouldn't have to bear. The responsibility on my body is overwhelming.

In this world, there are too many filthy things. A young cultivator should have entered the world with endless love, so that in the midst of filth and despair, he can always rely on the love in his heart to overcome all living beings. "

Mu Wanwan was fascinated by the face of Daoist Huimu, and the secret place suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Mu Wanwan's voice as thin as a mosquito came: "If the fourth uncle has children, he should be a very good father."

Huimu heard it, and lowered his brows to hide the flash of sadness in his eyes.

"By the way, I heard from Cuiwu that you are not in good health, you should take a good rest if you are not in good health."

Mu Wanwan laughed again: "Uncle Fourth, I just woke up not long ago. However, I asked Uncle Fifth to keep it secret, so why did he still tell you?"

Huimu thought for a while: "Just tell me alone, whether it's the moon or the wine that night, it's just too intoxicating."

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief: "But the last time I heard that you are weak now, it's because your growing spiritual power doesn't match your current realm. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for you to be in this secret realm full of spiritual power? "

Huimu smiled gently: "Although there is plenty of spiritual power in this secret realm, it is like a drop in the bucket for me now. All the spiritual power reinforcement needed for this huge enchantment is done by me. Otherwise, why do you think I stay the longest every time."

Mu Wanwan nodded: "That's good. From this point of view, the result of the current disposal is not without benefits, at least it can help you survive."

"We're chatting." The real person Cuiwu's voice sounded, and the real person Huimu turned his head and smiled.

"It's the first time she's awake to talk to you."

Huimu nodded: "Although I was sober occasionally in the past, it seems that I can't talk to me. Now I'm afraid I've stayed for too long and it's too boring. I want to have some fun."

"In this way, my decision to let Mr. Zhu accompany you is almost correct?" As soon as Cuiwu said this, Huimu's expression changed.

"You really dare to mention it."

Cuiwu waved his hands indifferently: "Oh, it's not a big deal, the senior brother naturally agreed."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and turned the real person Huimu in a different direction.

"You've been here long enough, and you'll feel uncomfortable when you go back. Get out, get out, I want to drink two more jugs of wine with you."

Huimu shook his head, walked away helplessly, and said to Mu Wanwan with a smile, "Take good care of your body."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

When the real person Huimu walked out, Mu Wanwan watched the real person Cuiwu and opened his mouth.

"Master Qinghui is afraid that if I die, the Creator will lose his bargaining chip, so did you ask you to bring Mr. Zhu to give me a sigh of relief?"

Master Cuiwu didn't know how to answer this.

"You don't care what he thinks, anyway, this way, you can feel better. I can also use spiritual power to mend the spiritual veins here. Both of us can live longer."

As soon as Song Zhujun's words fell to the ground, Mu Wanwan couldn't hold back the sadness on her face.

"Fifth Master Uncle's face now looks at me as if he has eaten bitter melon, wrinkled~ I treat each other kindly, but he looks distressed, and I pull down my face to speculate, and he looks guilty again. What can I do? Uncle Fifth, if this continues, I really don't want you to come to see me."

Only then did Cuiwu sigh: "Then what you said is not wrong. I really don't know how to treat you well."

Mu Wanwan took the pill that Cuiwu handed over, swallowed it in one gulp, and then continued, "What happened before is what it is now. If you go on like this, I guess you will come with Fourth Master Uncle to make up for me." It's over."

Cuiwu shook her head: "OK."

Half a year has passed like this.

When the sound of firecrackers exploded from above her head, Mu Wanwan closed her eyes and calmed down her chaotic mind.

Mr. Song Zhu said yesterday that Taiyan Palace has recruited some more disciples recently, and when they left the mortal world at the beginning, they were naturally homesick.So this time the fireworks on New Year's Eve will be better than ever.

Mu Wanwan didn't think there would be much movement at first, but now that she actually heard it, she was still shocked.

Maybe in 200 years, it will not only be her, but also Taiyan Palace.

Thoughts were flying, and I rushed to more than 200 years ago. At that time, people were still there in the snowy night, the fireworks were not in full bloom, and the human relationship was warm.Nowadays, things are changing and people are changing, and the fireworks are flourishing again, and the heart is cold.

I don't know if it was because I thought of this, so I suddenly felt a chill from the bottom of my heart, or for some other reason.

In short, when Mu Wanwan realized that something was wrong, the blood had already vomited all over the ground, and red ice formed on the ground of the secret realm.

Ice and fire collided with each other, and every seam of her bones seemed to be torn apart.

She curled up into a ball, but between the blurred eyes, she saw the curse mark shining with a dazzling golden glow under the ashen skin.

The pain came suddenly, but sharply.

After half a moment, cold sweat broke out a few times, and finally Mu Wanwan couldn't stand it anymore, and passed out from the pain.

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