I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 329 Lan Jun
Xiao Fengyuan's voice reached her ears again.

"Because they are greedy, because they are arrogant, because they are like I said, they want to catch them all, hahahahahahahahahaha."

The Yezhu people have been sealed away for more than a thousand years, and now they are even more unscrupulous when they come out.They shuttled back and forth in the Taiyan Palace, absorbing the desires and evil thoughts of the immortal cultivators, and snatching those mortal bodies that have been tempered.

Liu Wenmin lifted up Xiao Fengyu who had collapsed on the ground with tears that were about to fall, and then said again: "Everyone, isn't Qingyin Pavilion's fate not tragic enough? What's more, it was after Gu Sihua was destroyed. "

"This day...has finally arrived."

As the black clouds soared into the sky, Yuan Yuan's voice fell in everyone's ears.

"Yuan Yuan? Why is he here? Could it be that Ying Si and the others have already

Yan Yuan slowly showed his figure and smiled: "They should still be thinking about how to get out now, after all, I destroyed the exit when I left."

Song Zhujun looked at Song Lanjun who was about to collapse in an instant, and reached out to help him, but Song Lanjun shook his hand away.

"Arch Branches, Moon Silk, Lu Ayuan"

Song Zhujun heard her muttering something, but when he listened closely, he found that it seemed to be some strange names.

Song Lanjun was running in front, and Song Zhujun was chasing after them. They had no way to get out and could only run with the two of them.

The road to Stranglethorn Valley, to be honest, Mr. Song Zhu did not go so fast.

But she looked at Song Lanjun who was absent-minded and couldn't help thinking that she should feel that the road today is very long.

As expected, there are no more thorns in the valley of Stranglethorn, only sporadic black fires are left.

Song Lanjun looked at the place where the white ash was scattered, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Originally, Jing Shen wanted to raise his foot and ask Song Lanjun how to get out, but just as he took a step, he was caught by the distressed Yu Qilin.

"Master Han Po, it's fine if you are indifferent to your own family, but you still don't want mine."

Jing took a deep look at him, and for some reason, he really didn't go any further, and he didn't speak any more.

Yu Qilin originally wanted to reach out to touch Song Lanjun's constantly shrugging shoulders, but in the end he retracted it.

Song Lanjun raised his head with tears all over his face.

"Junior brother, all of them are gone."

Yu Qilin didn't know what to say, but he felt that Song Lanjun would not say this for no reason.

"Sister."

Song Lanjun did not return him, but looked at Song Zhujun.

"Have you taken the sachet I gave you?"

Song Zhujun didn't understand why she mentioned this at this time, but he still nodded.

Song Lanjun suddenly smiled, stood up, and hugged Yu Qilin while he was still distracted.

Yu Qilin recovered from his thoughts, and when he wanted to reach out to hug her back, he only heard a faint 'sorry' and the temperature in his arms gradually cooling down.

He wanted to reach out and grab Song Lanjun, but she still slipped away.

"Azhu, do you remember what I told you before? Use people as eyes."

Something flashed through Song Zhujun's mind, followed by great anxiety.

"what are you going to do?"

Song Lanjun smiled, raised his hand, and the sword she used to replace the whip had pierced her chest.

"I should have ended up like this long ago."

How early should it be?Was it when he realized that he was the unloved child from the beginning, or when he later betrayed the monsters and beasts and killed them, or when he betrayed the entire world of cultivating immortals and turned to Yuan Yuan.

She doesn't know, she seems to have been trying her best to get away from her original self, to get everything that doesn't belong to her, whether it's love or respect, as long as she gets it.

But in the end?

She seemed to get it all, but she lost it all.

All the choices she made, all the decisions she made were so ill-timed, and her insatiability and free will eventually cost her.

So she smiled.

Not feeling relieved, just feel ridiculous.

The eyes of the array were destroyed, and the darkness above the demon world slowly faded away. When everyone looked again, they had already walked out.

As night fell, they tilted their heads and saw the raging fire above the Beastmaster Sect.

The moonlight hit Song Lanjun coldly, Yu Qilin pushed Song Zhujun away, and embraced the fallen Song Lanjun in his arms.

The cold tears blended with her cold blood.

"So what will happen if the eyes of the array are destroyed?"

Song Lanjun didn't answer her, but raised his hand to touch Yu Qilin's face, and then closed his eyes.

The last sentence she left in this world was "I still can't see the sun".

It's just lower than the sound of insects.

It's just that no one heard it.

Song Zhujun did not call out to the mourning Yu Qilin, she joined the crowd with doubts.

The rising flames almost reached Jingshen's temples, she frowned, and he turned around after confirming that there was no one in the Beast Sect.

"We have to get to Taiyan Palace as soon as possible."

Sect Master Yu looked at the Emperor Beast Sect who was burning again in front of his eyes, and instantly seemed to be dozens of years old.

"Even if we set off now, it will be half a month before we arrive at Taiyan Palace."

"Will not"

As soon as Huimu finished speaking these three words, he was interrupted by Mr. Song Zhu.

"You are from the Yezhu tribe. You must know the formation with people as the eyes. The eyes of the formation are dead."

Song Zhujun seemed to be eager for an answer, she stared at the real person Huimu closely, for fear of missing any subtle changes in expression.

Until she saw the compassion she least wanted to see.

At that moment, she seemed to know what answer she would get, thinking not to listen to it any more, while holding a trace of luck on the other hand.

"It's cruel to say it, but Miss Song, I don't want to lie to you. If you use people as eyes, people will become things. If you turn into ashes, your sister will be like that."

As soon as Yu Qilin came over, he heard such a sentence, his mind went blank, and he didn't even notice that something had fallen.

Mr. Song Zhu looked over, it was the sword that her elder sister killed herself.

"What about my sister?"

Yu Qilin looked at her with a sluggish expression, and now his red eyes were sparkling again.

"It's melted."

Song Zhujun felt exhausted for a moment, and Jiang Yingsi quickly caught her with sharp eyes and hands.

After a long delay, Song Zhujun took out the sachet that Song Lanjun left for her from his bosom.

She poured out the contents in one go, and burst into tears unconsciously when she looked at it.

Inside was the half whip that originally belonged to her, her own beast spirit Ziyan that had shrunk to the size of a thumb, and some unknown gadgets, such as a straw katydid, a whitish red ribbon, and a handful of old The long-lasting carving knife, the last thing that rolled down was the earrings made of jade that Yuan Yuan rewarded her at that time.

The half of the whip belonged to her, so Song Lanjun returned it to her.

She secretly learned the straw weaving grasshopper and gave it to her sick sister to amuse her.

That carving knife was used when they carved their names on the hibiscus tree together.

Song Lanjun kept them all, and Song Lanjun only gave these things to her in the end.

What else, what else.

Song Zhujun was thinking crazily, and his eyes gradually focused on Ziyan.

(End of this chapter)