I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 111 Gathering

Su Hu felt that his breathing was suffocating, and he no longer had the strength to reach out to summon wealth.

It would be really frustrating if he really died like this.

In the midst of the electric light and flint, a long 'brick' that was completely black and without any decoration was placed across the neck of the jade unicorn.

Jade Qilin didn't even have the strength to fight back.

"I wonder which master you are~" Yu Qilin said as usual.

"Your spirit beast stepped on my disciple's neck. You ask me who I am? It's too rude to be a child of the Beast Control Sect." Master Cuiwu's face turned cold, and with his full beard, in an instant he suddenly

It frightened everyone around him.

"Yinghuo, let go!"

The white tiger obediently moved his paw.

Only then did Song Lanjun step forward: "Song Lanjun, the first disciple of the Beast Control Sect, has met the real Cuiwu." After saying this, he pulled the sleeve of Jade Qilin.

Yu Qilin lowered his head reluctantly: "Yu Qilin from the Beast Control Sect has met Master Cuiwu."

Master Cuiwu didn't say much. He just stretched out his hand to pull Su Hu up and scolded him: "You are worthless. I, the sword cultivator of Taiyan Palace, can be knocked to the ground by a few spirit beasts. It's really embarrassing."

Seeing Master Cuiwu brushing Yu Qilin's face, the woman in pink clothes hurriedly came over.

"Qingyin Pavilion, Liu Wenxin has met the real Cuiwu."

Master Cuiwu smiled: "Lao Liu's daughter? She has grown so big!"

Liu Wen smiled startledly: "Uncle, I was only ten years old when he last saw me. Now that we have not seen each other for another twelve years, I have grown up."

Cui Wu smiled: "Is your father coming to this Immortal Sect Conference?"

Liu Wenxuan smiled brightly: "Not only is my father here, but my brother is also here."

Cui Wu smiled: "Okay! Wen Di is here too. When he comes, I will take him to the Taotie Residence to get drunk with Yuexiang."

Su Hu saw his master and Liu Wenxin chatting happily, so he didn't bother them.

He silently took two steps back.

Looking at Detun Jin who had been broken into parts, he couldn't help but sigh.

"My swallowing gold, this is the swallowing gold that I spent three million spirit stones to buy."

Song Abao slowly squatted down and slowly picked up the gold swallowing parts and looked at them.

He calmly spoke: "Young Master, don't worry, Tun Jin can still recover. As long as Young Master is willing, Song is willing to repair Tun Jin for you free of charge, ensuring that Tun Jin will be even more brave than before."

Su Hu looked at Song Abao: "I'll give it to you, but I can't let you do it for free. I want to give you money, how about one million spiritual stones?"

Song Abao was stunned and smiled: "Too many."

Su Hu thought for a while: "Not much. I, Mr. Su, never spend less than one million spiritual stones."

Song Abao smiled: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Master Cuiwu had already finished talking to Liu Wenmin. When he saw Su Hu squatting on the ground, he kicked Su Hu on the butt.

"Gone."

Su Hu raised his head and looked at Master Cuiwu: "I want to 'collect the corpse' for Tunjin."

Master Cuiwu had no choice but to raise his hand, and the gold-swallowing parts went into the Qiankun bag.

Su Hu took the Qiankun bag and put it in Song Abao's hand.

"It's up to you! I'll come back to you when the time comes."

Song Abao smiled and nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, a group of people suddenly came to the city gate.

"Fifth Junior Brother, why did you come here in such a hurry just because of your disciple?" Hearing Master Huimu ask this, Master Cuiwu immediately smiled, not looking as cold as before.

"Senior brother, you know that my apprentice is not good at learning."

Before they could say a few words, Jing Shen walked out.

"Your letter said that Wanwan was injured? Is he feeling better? Where is he? Is there someone around to take care of him? Is he taking good medicine? Is he hiring a good doctor?"

Su Hu knew that his third uncle looked at Mu Wanwan like his eyes, so he immediately said: "Uncle, don't worry, Sister Wanwan is fine now. Thanks to Miss Song, if I hadn't met Miss Song on the way, I wouldn't have been there."

Do you know if you can survive?"

After hearing this, Jing Shen couldn't wait any longer and quickly pulled Su Hu to let him lead the way.

When he left, he did not forget to tell him: "Cuiwu, you must bring all our disciples into the city."

Cui Wu smiled: "Third senior sister, don't worry."

Su Hu led the way. When Jing Shen passed by Song Lanjun, he didn't even stop, but he still spoke.

"It's best if we don't tell anything about what happened to Miss Song back then. I'm reminding you for your sister's sake. I hope you can discipline your Beast Control Sect disciples in the future and let them know who they can touch and who they can't."

bump."

Following Su Hu's twists and turns, we finally arrived at Jiangxiang Hall.

When Jing Shen came, Mu Wanwan was playing chess with Passion Fruit, and Song Zhujun was sitting beside him, smiling softly.

The weak morning sunlight shines through the eaves on the potted plants in the house.

Mu Wanwan shouted loudly: "General! I won!"

Passion Fruit slapped her forehead: "Why did I end up here!"

Mu Wanwan continued to laugh: "Give me money, give me money!"

Passion Fruit reluctantly took out a thousand spirit stones.

Seeing such quiet time, Jing Shen didn't even want to disturb it.

"Sister Wanwan, look who is here!"

Su Hu's voice attracted everyone's attention.

The moment Mu Wanwan saw Jing Shen, she couldn't hold back any longer. The spirit stone fell to the ground, her body was faster than her mouth, and her legs were already moving out before she heard herself calling 'Master'.

Jing Shen held Mu Wanwan firmly in his arms.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

At this moment, Passion Fruit picked up all the spiritual stones on the ground.

Slowly leaned towards Song Zhujun: "It's only been two months, is this the case?"

Song Zhujun smiled and put the few spiritual stones he picked up into Passion Fruit's hand.

"Then I've only been gone for three years, how can you be like that?"

Passion Fruit thought of his staggering steps that day. Why was he staggering?

Han Po is obviously thinner and weaker than him, Han Po is stable, but he is swaying, could it be that he is really old?

After thinking about this, Passion Fruit moved his gaze to Song Zhujun.

Song Zhujun quickly shook his head and ran away.

Passion Fruit looked at the two people hugging each other and sighed. There were always moments when his disciple wasn't so cute.

After the master and apprentice separated, Jing Shen sat on the chair in the inner hall, then looked at Passion Fruit and asked: "Senior, where is the second girl of the Song family?"

Passion Fruit deliberately raised his head to look at the sky: "I've been taken away by you."

Jing smiled deeply: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, senior is still like this."

Passion Fruit smiled: "Have you found the person you are looking for?"

Jing Shen said slowly: "Maybe the fate has not arrived yet."

Passion Fruit paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was solemn: "Whether you find him or not, you have to take care of yourself. What if the person is found and you collapse, are you doing useless work? Reach out and let me take a look."

Jing Shen stretched out his hand.

Passion Fruit felt for a while and then withdrew her hand.

"You are the most obedient person I have ever seen, and now you are back on your feet."

Jing smiled deeply: "There are still people I want to see, how can I die so easily."

(End of chapter)