I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 319 Cuiwu
Song Lanjun clearly saw it, but he didn't let go.

The valley of thorns was everywhere, and Song Lanjun obviously slowed down. The thorns under his feet seemed to be spiritual, avoiding her toes. Even Song Zhujun who was walking behind her was not hurt by the thorns.

After walking forward for half a quarter, Song Lanjun stopped.

"arrive."

After finishing speaking, Song Lanjun released Song Zhujun's restraint on speaking.

"Song Lanjun! You are worth a thousand dollars!!!"

The words came out, and Song Zhujun realized that he could speak after a while.

Song Lanjun was neither angry nor annoyed, and said coldly: "I am indeed a person who has suffered a thousand dollars. Now, can you walk into the cage I prepared for you?"

Song Zhujun stood on the spot without moving, and Song Lanjun continued to speak.

"Of course, it's okay if you don't go in. I'm afraid that others will come here and see it, and it will be bad for me. Besides, there is a reason why I sent you here."

Song Zhujun couldn't help showing doubts on his angry face.

"what reason?"

Song Lanjun raised his head, and Song Zhujun looked up in the direction of her line of sight, and then saw the three people locked tightly by the thorn cage.

In the past, he was out of the dust and peerless, but now he is in a mess.

"I found three companions for you. My sister is pretty good."

After Song Lanjun finished speaking, he reached out and touched the green thorn sprouts in front of her.

Seeing her expression, Mr. Song Zhu felt that his heart was turbulent, but at the same time he couldn't find a way to vent his emotions.

In the end, she still couldn't bear to her elder sister, no matter when, even if Song Lanjun wanted to roast her and eat her, she would kill her head-on.

"It's nothing more than killing people and killing people's hearts. You are more cruel than in the temple."

Song Lanjun waved away the thorns, raised his head to look at Song Zhujun with a sneer.

"My dear sister, I'm just telling you with practical actions, if you continue to have illusions about me, you will die miserably."

As she spoke, she looked at the sky, and threw Song Zhujun into the cage involuntarily.

"I hope you are still alive when we meet next time."

The thorn bushes slowly closed, and the cage where Mr. Song Zhu was in shook slightly, and she lost her footing and leaned against the thorns.The imagined pain did not come, she turned her head and saw the thorn retracted the thorns growing inside.

Before she had time to think about this, she looked at Jing Shen and the other three not far away, and yelled.

"Master Hanpo, Master Mingzhao..."

"Reverend Cuiwu... Reverend Mingzhao..."

"The real cold soul..."

"..."

It took a long time for Jingshen to turn his head to look at her, and his voice was a little weak: "Why is Miss Song here?"

Song Zhujun didn't answer her immediately, but said: "Are you all right? Are the other two real people okay? I have prepared a lot of medicine here, do you need anything?"

Jing Shen stretched out his hand, and pushed Ming Zhao.

"Brother, wake up."

Mingzhao weakly opened his eyes, and the cloudy eyeballs turned around before he found the place where his eyes fell.

"Junior Sister, can we still go out? The thorns absorb too much spiritual power, I can't hold it anymore."

Jing Shen didn't answer him, but just kept pushing Cui Wu.

"Junior Brother...Junior Brother...Fifth Junior Brother!"

There was no movement, not even an eyelid raised.

Maybe Mingzhao was really weak and didn't even realize what it meant.Jing Shen suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

Tremblingly, she stretched out her hand under Cuiwu's nose.

There is no breath.

Before she had time to react, her body instinctively shed tears.

"Cuiwu, wake up, you told me yesterday that your disciples at Cuiyun Peak have no one to teach you, get up quickly, get up quickly. If you don't get up, what will the disciples of Cuiyun Peak do?"

When saying these words, Jingshen was unexpectedly calm, except for the continuous stream of tears, his expression and voice were colder than usual, or closer to orders.

But Cuiwu didn't move.

At this time, Ming Zhao also realized later, looking at Cui Wu, his whole body froze, even if his back was pierced by thorns, he couldn't make any response.

Song Zhujun also calmed down at this moment, she knew that the two people in the cage other than Daoist Cuiwu should really need medicine to stabilize their spirit bodies, but now is not a good time.

Tears meandered down his neck, and Song Zhujun just wiped them away.

Among all the people in Taiyan Palace, the first person she met was the Immortal Cuiwu.

Cuiwu real person is understanding and enthusiastic, always cheerful, and treats everyone equally well.Whether he was in Jiangxiangtang occasionally or finally arrived in Taiyan Palace, he always took care of her a lot.

But it was this person who was both a teacher and a friend to her who died in front of her.

Only then did Mr. Song Zhu realize that after so many years, she was used to seeing so many life and death in the world, but she still couldn't accept the death of someone close to her.

After a long time, Song Zhujun spoke hoarsely.

"You two, don't be too sad. The dead are gone, and we living people should live well. These are some pills to stabilize the spirit. Take them well. Fifth Master, he has a spirit in the sky, and he won't want you Like him, trapped to death in this cage of thorns."

Jing Shen looked at Song Zhujun with eyes swollen from crying.

Song Zhujun threw the small bottle containing the pills in their direction, but just one step away, it fell to the ground.

Jingshen gave a wry smile.

"It's the destiny, it's okay, Miss Song, it's over after a while, you don't have to worry about it too much."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jingshen felt something prickling her numb hand.She turned her head and saw the delicate thorns wrapped around the medicine bottle, climbing up the vine behind her.

She reached out to take the medicine, and the thorn slowly returned to its original place.

After taking a few pills and waiting for a long time, I felt that my body, which had been weak for several months, regained half of its strength.

But right next to him was the corpse of Reverend Cuiwu... Ming Zhao couldn't help but sighed.

"Among us, Fifth Junior Brother is the youngest, but he was the first to leave."

……

Only silence answered him.

Daoist Cuiwu's spiritual body was damaged, and his spiritual power was stagnant. He could only barely maintain his state for so many years. Therefore, after hundreds of years, he looked older than Taoist Qinghui.

But without this encounter, he should have lived with them for hundreds of years.

The sound of thorns unfolding was accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Song Zhujun turned his head and saw a Cangshan sect disciple being thrown on the ground.

"Yo, it's quite lively."

With a familiar tone in his tone, Mr. Song Zhu looked at the person, and sure enough...

"Xiao Fengyuan..."

Song Zhujun's voice was very soft, but it still attracted a few eyes.

"Sister?"

Song Zhujun lowered his head and saw a familiar face.

"little six?"

Seeing this, Xiao Fengyuan sneered: "You guys know each other? It seems that Song Lanjun was arrested only because he was optimistic about it."

Song Zhujun didn't even look at Xiao Fengyuan, but just stared at Xiao Liu.

"What exactly does Song Lanjun want to do!"

Xiao Fengyuan spread his hands.

(End of this chapter)