I'm the villain's own mother

"What's going on?" Mu Wanwan couldn't help but ask.

Jing Shen also slowly calmed down.

"Twelve years ago, the world was uncertain and demons were everywhere. However, the Xiao family, the first family, gradually declined. So all the heroes came together and rushed to seize this territory. It was at that time that several major sects today began to take shape. At that time, the only

The one who had sorted out the affairs of the sect was the Beast Controlling Sect. The leader of the Beast Controlling Sect sent out hero posts and invited all the sects to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace for a talk. It was this talk that attracted half of the heroes in the world at that time."

Listening to Jing Shen's narration, Mu Wanwan felt like she had also entered that catastrophe.

Jing Shen was stationed in Taiyan Palace at that time, and all the affairs of the huge Taiyan Palace were placed on her shoulders. She took a look at the post and originally didn't want to go, but after thinking about it, she still felt that she should discuss it with Patriarch Lingshan.

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After careful consideration, Patriarch Lingshan decided that he should show up, so Jing Shen handed over the palace affairs and set off with some disciples from Taiyan Palace.

Traveling to Pengshan, Jingshen met Cuiwu and Huimu, who were subduing demons nearby.

Seeing that Jing Shen and his disciples were traveling hard, they decided to send them to the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts first.

It was during this delivery that something went wrong.

It was getting late when they arrived at the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts. The master of the Beast Control Sect offered to let them rest for the night. Seeing this, Master Cuiwu and Master Huimu did not refuse.

But that night, the Thousand-Legged Snake Demon suppressed by the Beast Control Sect escaped for unknown reasons.

It rode in the lead, followed by a dense mass of demons that almost covered the moon in the sky.

This demon riot happened without any warning, so even if they responded in time, there would be heavy casualties. Jing Shen only had time to protect the surviving disciples behind him.

But even if so many talented monks took action, they could only build a line of defense that could withstand the demon for half an hour.

Jing Shen protected the disciples from various sects behind him. They were all young. The older ones were like 28-year-olds like Liu Wendi and the younger ones were like Song Zhujun. They could only cry loudly amidst the fire and blood everywhere.

year old children.

"The final decision was made jointly by everyone. The female cultivators took the disciples down the mountain, while the male cultivators stayed behind to resist the demons. As one of the top sword cultivators in Taiyan Palace, I was naturally unwilling. But everyone said that the female cultivators

The cultivator is weak. As the only sword cultivator among them, what I have to do is to protect the remaining flames of the factions behind me. Looking at the shining eyes of those children, I can't say any words of rejection."

When Jing Shen said this, he paused. Mu Wanwan looked up at her and saw that her eyes were filled with tears.

"I still remember the green leaves at night and the bright eyes. They told me that they would be safe and sound and would come back safely, but they broke their promise." Jing Shen's voice was choked with sobs, and Mu Wanwan seemed to have expected it.

what happens.

Jing Shen reached out and wiped his tears.

"After I sent those disciples to the Qingyin Pavilion, I rushed back to the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace overnight. But that was already three days later. That day, the sky above the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace was stained red with blood. When I arrived, the monsters

It has been completely wiped out. Looking past the remains of the monster beast and the corpse of the monk, I saw the green leaves and dark eyes in the blood mist. But the joy did not last long, and sorrow followed one after another. With all the monster power of the Thousand-legged Snake,

The stump of the limb headed towards the seriously injured leader of the Beast Control Sect. Cui Wu and Hui Mu, who were the closest, immediately blocked it. Cui Wu was already close to exhaustion in killing the demon at that time, and the moment he rushed forward, he was struck by the severed limb.

The protective barrier was broken, and he fainted under the heavy blow. When I rushed to chop off the stump of the limb with my sword, I only saved Huimou, who still had the strength to grit his teeth and hold on. If I could be faster

, faster, that would be great."

Mu Wanwan heard the remorse and guilt in Jing Shen's tone.

On that day, almost the entire Beast Control Sect was reduced to ashes.

On that day, countless geniuses in the world died.

On that day, Huimou Zhenren's spiritual power was exhausted, and his beard and hair turned white.

On that day, Master Cuiwu's spiritual roots were damaged and he could no longer make progress.

The first Immortal Sect Conference ended with most of the people in the Immortal Sect losing their lives. In the end, the Beast Control Sect won the reputation of subduing the monsters.

The Beast Control Sect used this reputation to make a comeback.

However, some small sects are difficult to maintain because their leaders are dead. They must either merge with the big sects or be disbanded on the spot. Even Taiyan Palace, which has a relatively deep foundation, has not been able to recover so far.

Mu Wanwan suddenly thought of the real Cuiwu who drew his sword and cut off the gangster's tongue in the dream.

A ridiculous idea occurred spontaneously.

What if all that is not a dream, but reality?

She had always thought it was a dream because she woke up and asked Nightmare about it, but Nightmare didn't help her unlock any memories at that time.

But the smiling and clean young man in the dream may be the high-spirited young swordsman in Jing Shen's story.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan suddenly asked: "Was the fifth uncle as unkempt before as he is now?"

The mirror-deep eyes look into a more distant time.

"No, the fifth junior brother used to pay most attention to his own image. When he was still in Taiyan Palace, he would secretly come to Wanyun Peak, pick an orchid and pin it on his temple. Master and senior brothers would laugh at him.

, a man always wears flowers on his temples, saying that it is a woman. But the fifth junior brother always smiled at that time and said that men and women are the same. Since they all want to look better, why can’t men not wear flowers? It was just twelve years ago that

later

, the fifth junior brother has been depressed for a long time, and when he reappears, he is like this. I often think, it would be great if he could come to my Wanyun Peak in the middle of the night and steal an orchid like he did back then. For this reason, I

Even Wan Yunfeng's barrier didn't guard against him, but he never came again. Now that I think about what the fifth junior brother was like twelve years ago, I can't even remember it. I only remember that the young man was romantic, leaning on the railing.

And there are beautiful scenery everywhere.”

After Jing Shen finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Mu Wanwan.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Mu Wanwan got up, walked to the door, and said, "Master, you must have lived a very heavy life for so many years."

Jing Shen looked at Mu Wanwan and smiled kindly: "Wanwan, you have to know that you can carry everything in this world, except the life of another person. The most frightening thing is that he can't,

But because of you, I became what I am now. If I live a good life

, you can still get by. If you don't live well, you will be putting yourself between a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, unable to go up or down. You have to endure the pain of the knife and the burning of the flames, just like in

It’s like purgatory, it’s hard to live and it’s hard to die.”

Mu Wanwan nodded and closed the door.

The candles in Jingshen's room immediately went out.

Although Jing Shen was talking about herself, she was thinking about Song Zhujun.

It must be very painful for her to be responsible for Song Ming's life.