I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 303 Shallowly Sprinkle Candy (4)

"You know I'm not messing around."

Where Mrs. Tang fell, the snow has melted, and the surrounding snow is now more like caked ice.

Suihe stopped talking, but slowly raised his hand, and for some reason, they were standing inside the room in the next second.

The petals of the jacaranda have begun to fall, and the fire in the house is burning more vigorously.

Mu Wanwan was put on the bed, Suihe wanted to get up quickly and escape, but Mu Wanwan grabbed his neck.In the next moment, he couldn't escape, and his eyes were already filled with Mu Wanwan's half red face.

"Let go, please."

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

"You and I are just two physical souls in the final analysis. The soul has sensitive senses. If this continues, I will really make your soul weak, no."

Mu Wanwan sat up halfway, and the loose coat that had been rubbed just now slowly slipped off.

Obviously nothing is revealed, but I always feel confused.

Mu Wanwan didn't say anything, but moved closer to Suihe's tightly pursed lips.

As soon as Suihe's breathing became disordered, he felt that his senses had been taken away by Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan closed her eyes in satisfaction, Suihe gradually took the initiative.

I don't know when to hold my hands tightly, the sky is dim, and the tent is warming up.

Under the barrier between life and death, they linger until death.

When the sky was shining brightly, Mu Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze.

Looking at Sui He who was dressed in brocade by the window.

"You woke up early."

The voice was hoarse, and then he lowered his head and coughed lightly twice.

Just about to sit up, Sui He quickly pushed her back.

Only then did Mu Wanwan faintly feel the coolness from her shoulders.

Sui He wrapped her up like a meat worm and held her in his arms: "What should I do with you?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "What should I do? Nothing to do. Anyway, we don't have any dissatisfaction with each other, do we?"

Suihe smiled helplessly, reached out and tapped her forehead: "Do you want to listen to what I'm talking about?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "I don't know what to say, but I can remember clearly what you did. Should I say it or not, the executive who has lived for thousands of years is different."

"Then did I tell you to let you go?" Sui He's voice suddenly lowered, with a hint of helplessness.

"I can't let go, I can't let go for the rest of my life."

They embraced each other in the early morning when the sun was rising, and the time was so slow that every speck of dust floating in the air could be seen clearly.

Then the sky suddenly changed, starting from the early morning sun, collapsing and falling.

Mu Wanwan reached out and touched Suihe's face.

"You wrap me so ugly, like a meat worm."

Suihe thought for a while: "Then next time I will hold you and wake up in the morning, and I won't wrap you in a quilt."

Mu Wanwan smiled and nodded: "Then let's pull the hook."

The world crumbles around them, and they stand at the center of it.

"You have to go."

Mu Wanwan looked at him with a smile.

"Ah."

Suihe wanted to say something else, but found that he couldn't.

"I will go to the wasteland to find you."

Suihe nodded, looking at his gradually transparent body.

"I will decorate our house, plant your favorite jacaranda for you, and wait for you to come back in a place where spring flowers bloom."

Everything in front of him dissipated, and Mu Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze.

"You don't want to die?"

It was that familiar voice again, but it was not in her world.

So, as she guessed, he must have paid a high price.

"Wake up, wake up."

There are ghostly shadows in front of my eyes.

She felt a slight warmth on her wrist, as if someone had put a warm hand on her pulse.

who is it?

The nasturtium was slowly blooming in front of her eyes, she barely supported herself, and finally saw the person clearly.

"Master, have I made you worry again?"

Jing Shen's face was terribly dark: "If I haven't found out, when are you going to tell me? One soul nail is not enough, do you need another one? Don't you feel pain?"

Mu Wanwan laughed: "Master, I want to live longer."

Jing Shen didn't have anything to say, and slowly backed away.

Mr. Song Zhu appeared within the barrier holding a medicine bowl.

"Take medicine."

Mu Wanwan took it obediently, but couldn't help but take a second look.

His eyes were red, probably from crying.

"Do you know that this time, if Xiao Fengyu hadn't left the customs early and wanted to visit you, you would have died in this secret realm."

Mu Wanwan drank the medicine in one gulp: "Senior brother Xiao came out? This is a big achievement, it came out 100 years ahead of schedule."

Song Zhujun interrupted her: "It's better to worry about yourself than worrying about whether he has achieved great success."

Mu Wanwan followed her back: "It's okay, two nails holding each other can save my life."

"It can be restrained, but if senior brother is still alive, I'm afraid it will be very distressing to see you now."

Xiao Fengyu said it suddenly, and Mu Wanwan's smile stopped.

"What you said is that I will live well in the future."

While talking, Mu Wanwan felt that something suddenly appeared in her hands.

She looked at Song Zhujun in confusion: "This is?"

Song Zhujun said while stuffing: "You look dangerous this time. I have discussed with Master, but there is no solution. I want to invite Master Teacher, but Master has already left with the ashes of Meng Die and his wife. Now. No one knows his whereabouts. I am going to hand you over to the master. Ying Si and I will go down the mountain to find a possibility for you. These medicines are heaven-level painkillers. Eat one, and when you finish eating, I'll be back."

Mu Wanwan wanted to ask to stay, but she didn't want Song Zhujun to live for her like this.

But after thinking about it, even though it was because she traveled around the world, traveling with pots to help the world along the way can be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.What's more, instead of worrying over Taiyan Palace, it is better to let her go down the mountain.

"So are you feeling better now?"

Song Zhujun nodded: "It's almost done in the secret realm for the past few months, so you don't have to worry."

Mu Wanwan just nodded, and belatedly asked, "Leave today?"

Song Zhujun stood up and took the burden off Jiang Yingsi's shoulder.

"Leave today. Before I come back, be careful, and don't make any trouble again."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

As a result, more than half of the people in the secret realm were reduced.

Mu Wanwan looked at Xiao Fengyu who looked calm, and smiled.

"Fourth Master Uncle, your apprentice is going down the mountain again, won't you stay?"

Huimu stroked his beard: "Go, go, leave what you want, the child is old, he can fly as he wants. Jiang Yingsi is not the only one in our lineage. Ah Chun is now also a famous disciple on the list "Ying Si is gone, so I will pass the position to Ah Chun."

Mu Wanwan smiled, and then saw Jingshen's worried face.

"Master, I'm really fine. These two nails are really helping me survive. Besides, it won't hurt if you have the painkiller pill, but it's annoying to vomit blood often. Why don't you ask Uncle Wu to grow some jujube trees?" , when it's done, give me red dates every day."

"Your fifth uncle can hear it."

Only then did Jing Shen's complexion soften a bit.

(End of this chapter)