I'm the villain's own mother

Jiang Yingsi took the disassembled paper crane from Feng Yuan's hand.

"Father, Mom, my son has arrived at Duhuo City. We will arrive at Wangbuliuxing at noon tomorrow. Say hello to Dad, Mom." Jiang Yingsi has a face that is unapproachable to strangers, and he seems to be familiar with her on weekdays.

, I don’t feel so alienated when I get along with everyone. At this moment, he has a cold face and speaks coldly, which makes people feel chilly.

The atmosphere at the banquet, which had only calmed down a little, fell into an eerie silence again. The smiles on the faces of the three people at the table were getting more and more ugly.

Song Zhujun looked back and saw disappointment in the eyes of her parents who were looking at her through the crowd. She said nothing and just continued walking forward.

Seeing this, Mu Wanwan sighed softly.

"Junior is not feeling well, so I won't stay here any longer." After saying this, Mu Wanwan chased him out.

When she caught up with Song Zhujun, Mu Wanwan said cautiously: "I'm sorry, I originally wanted to help you."

Song Zhujun had no sense at all at this time, so he opened his mouth and said: "I really hate this kind of rhetoric. Just because he wanted to help me, he brushed aside the matter of exposing my paper crane without authorization! I am already so embarrassed.

Why do you want to embarrass me even more! They didn't prepare for me. How could I not know? I have obviously followed the steps they gave me, and I have obviously cooperated with them to barely maintain my weak self-esteem. Why are you still

It’s time to expose it!”

By the end of the story, I was crying.

The petals of the oleander above her head were rustling. Mu Wanwan took a step forward, hugged Song Zhujun, and let her cry loudly.

It wasn't until Song Zhujun was tired of crying that he slowly withdrew from Mu Wanwan's arms.

Mu Wanwan took out her handkerchief, wiped away Song Zhujun's tears, and forced a smile: "Are you feeling better?"

Song Zhujun sniffed, took the handkerchief from Mu Wanwan's hand, blew his nose, and then threw the handkerchief back into Mu Wanwan's arms.

"Better."

Mu Wanwan flicked the veil: "Then let's go."

Song Zhujun asked in confusion: "Where to go?"

"Give me back your half-fenghe!" Mu Wanwan answered matter-of-factly.

Song Zhujun asked again: "You won't go?"

Mu Wanwan turned her head and glanced at the lively Junziju who had disappeared from sight, and said nonchalantly: "How can I do without that stutter? Besides, your sister may not like me either."

Song Zhujun smiled, took Mu Wanwan's hand, and walked towards his half-fenghe.

As for everyone who was still staying in Zhijunziju, they had no idea for a while.

Jing Shen smiled and said, "My disciple doesn't know etiquette, so I'm making you laugh." After saying that, he walked towards what he was doing.

"Miss Mu is so passionate and passionate, it's not too late for Fu to be envious." After saying this, all the eyes of the audience turned to Fu Huaiying.

Fu Huaiying smiled: "Look what I'm doing! Eat wine, eat wine."

Upon seeing this, Master Cuiwu also walked to his seat.

Originally, this farce should have ended here, but Jiang Yingsi took a step forward and said: "Headmaster Song, I have been here for a long time, and I don't like to live with others, so I'm going to leave now." After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Master Huimu sighed: "My little disciple is naughty."

Just these four words, no matter what other people thought, he turned around to talk to Master Cuiwu.

Su Hu sighed: "Junior is also feeling unwell, so he has to leave first."

Before Huaiyu spoke, he glanced at the banquet, and then said softly: "This junior will also take his leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Master Cuiwu didn't even say a word.

At this moment, only Xiao Fengyu and Feng Yuan were still standing in the hall.

Song Lanjun pretended to look at Feng Yuan casually. Feng Yuan had an easy-going expression. He thought Feng Yuan was about to take a seat, but unexpectedly Feng Yuan spoke the next second.

"Junior forgot, there are still some things left with Junior Sister Wanwan, I'll take my leave first." He said this without any pause.

Xiao Fengyu lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and sighed.

He returned to his seat silently. He was now in charge of Aoyunfeng and could no longer be the same as them.

Meng Die just tugged at the corner of Xiao Fengyu's clothes: "Senior Brother Xiao, Aoyun Peak has me, so you can actually go with them."

Xiao Fengyu smiled: "It's up to me to do it. You junior brothers and sisters should have grown up to be independent monks under the wings of the master. But now that the master can't do it, it's only right for the senior brothers to do it."

Meng Die hesitated and said: "Yes"

Xiao Fengyu turned around to talk to Taoist Qinghui, and then turned back after finishing speaking.

"I have responsibilities that I have to shoulder and I can't leave, but you can."

After saying this, if there was anything he still didn't understand, Meng Die stood up immediately.

Seeing Meng Die walk out of Zhijunziju, Xiao Fengyu picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and smiled gently.

"Normally, I'm a little too arrogant and indulging my junior sister."

At this moment, the faces of Song Wang and his wife at the main table were already ugly, and even Song Lanjun, who had been barely maintaining his fake smile, felt embarrassed.

Junziju is no longer as lively as it was at the beginning, and the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Shishuang quickly stood up and said, "Today's banquet is for Lanjun. Don't you lose your interest just because of some children's petty fights."

"Yes, yes. On behalf of the Beast Control Sect, I, Yu Qilin, would like to toast everyone first."

This barely warmed up the place.

But everyone here also understands that this is not just a "petty quarrel" among the younger generation. This is clearly someone complaining about the Second Miss Song. Moreover, seeing how the officials in charge of Taiyan Palace are ignoring them,

Even if some people say that the junior's 'playing' today was caused by these teachers, some people will believe it.

What's more, Meng Die had already taken his seat, said a few words to Xiao Fengyu and then left.

The thoughtful person looked up at the people sitting at the main table and sighed.

Do Song Wang and his wife really know what pearls are and what fish eyes are?

Does he really not know who those juniors are?

Feng Yuan, who was called Immortal Lord Duan Chen at such a young age, Young Master Liuyun Xiao Fengyu, who ranked third on the Immortal Sect's comprehensive martial arts rankings, and Ye Ying Tangliu Jiang Yingsi, who ranked fifth on the martial arts rankings.

A resounding figure.

What's more, there is a chief disciple of Zhenpo Hanpo. Although I don't know who he is, Jinwu Crown Prince Fu Huaiying has spoken out to defend him, so how can he be an ordinary person.

The person who spoke up was not someone who would make the Immortal Sect tremble in the future.

Although the eldest daughter has a platform for the Beast Control Sect, in the end it lacks some weight compared to Taiyan Palace.

After all, everyone here came here twelve years ago, and they are very clear-minded.

During this meal, everyone in the hall had their own thoughts on what they were eating.

But these have nothing to do with the other people.

Jiang Yingcai took the lead to come out, but when he came out, he found that he didn't know where to go. He could only hope that those who came out later would be Su Hu and Huaiyu.