I'm the villain's own mother

Feng Yuan glanced at the smiling Liu Wendi over there and said, "His illusion, Fengyu, was broken six years ago. At that time, Liu Wendi was the same as he is today. He stepped back and said with a relaxed expression, '

I admit defeat.' Then Fengyuan's ranking was changed from the second place that should have belonged to him.

, has become the third one now. Anyway, Liu Wendi has many ways to disgust Feng Yu. Just like today, when he knew that the illusion could not be defeated, he simply used his fists and kicks. I don’t want to say the reason, but it is considered to be flawless. Anyway, after today, Feng Yu

His ranking is definitely still below him."

Mu Wanwan looked at Liu Wendi's upright face and couldn't help but said: "It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. What kind of hatred and resentment is this?"

Feng Yuan smiled: "It's a coincidence, I really know this."

Mu Wanwan looked at Fengyuan: "Let's talk and listen."

"Liu Wendi's father used to work under the Xiao family. Although Xiao Yuanshan has been dead for many years and has left the Xiao family, he still protects the Xiao family. Fengyu is the only bloodline of the Xiao family. He

Naturally, he admired her even more. Liu Wendi had been dragged by his father to compete with Feng Yu since he was a child, so he naturally refused to accept it. So the first time he went to Taiyan Palace, he took advantage of Feng Yu's inattention and wanted to give Feng Yu a beating.

If he couldn't beat Feng Yu at all, he was beaten up by his father in the end. From then on, he and Feng Yu started to quarrel, and he often went to Taiyan Palace to compete with Feng Yu. But gradually he didn't know who he was competing with.

After learning this trick, I have been fighting Feng Yu for so many years with the mentality that if I can't defeat him, I will disgust him to death." Feng Yuan said and took a sip of tea. "Thinking about it this way, Liu Wendi is quite interesting.

"

Mu Wanwan smiled and looked at Liu Chengfeng, who was obviously not looking well. They were too far away, and Mu Wanwan was not sure whether there was really a moment of loss in Liu Wendi's eyes.

Jiang Yingxi never woke up, and even frowned in her deep sleep, as if she was in some pain. After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan got up and went to the Cangshan Sect's territory.

"Excuse me, is your little lady here?" Mu Wanwan looked around and couldn't find Song Zhujun, so she had to catch a child.

Before the child could speak, he heard Song Lanjun's voice.

"I wonder what Miss Mu has to do with my little sister. Maybe I can help."

Mu Wanwan raised her head and glanced at the superior Song Lanjun, bowed politely, and then said: "Thank you, Miss Lanjun. Since Zhujun is not here, I won't bother you."

Song Lanjun was a little reluctant and walked down a few more steps: "Miss Mu, you don't believe me?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Miss Lan Jun may have great attainments in beast control, but now this is a matter of life and death, so I'll take my leave first."

Song Lanjun had no choice but to let Mu Wanwan go.

Mu Wanwan had not taken two steps when she heard eager steps behind her.

"I heard that you wanted to see me for something, so I came here. I hope you can make it in time."

Song Zhujun spoke a little hastily.

"You came just in time." Mu Wanwan took Song Zhujun's arm.

As soon as Song Zhujun arrived here, he knelt down and looked at Jiang Yingxi's body. After checking, he just shook his head.

"He's fine, he just fell asleep. You just said that he was fighting Jikong, so there's nothing to say. He can wake up the day after tomorrow at the latest. This is some remnant of Jikong Tanhua's wonderful method. It doesn't matter to him.

There is no harm, maybe you can be reborn after waking up. After all, this technique itself is used by Tan Hua Sect to purify people's hearts."

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately everything is fine."

Song Zhujun slowly put the tools he had laid out into the Qiankun bag and stood up: "Do you have any competition today?"

Su Hu smiled and said: "There are three more games between me and Yu Qilin."

Song Zhujun packed his things and said, "Then I'll wait!"

Mu Wanwan glanced at Song Zhujun and smiled: "With you here, I feel more at ease."

Song Zhujun packed up his things and sat down next to Mu Wanwan.

Who would have known that these duels were of equal strength, but it actually took a long time to finish. By the time Su Hu came on the stage, it was almost dark.

Yu Qilin was extremely arrogant when he came on stage, and Su Hu was not to be outdone.

Mu Wanwan looked back at Huaiyu and said slowly: "Sister, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Huaiyu smiled but said nothing, but Mu Wanwan saw Huaiyu squeeze Meng Die's hand tighter and tighter.

"It turns out it's you! I was still wondering who Taiyan Palace Su Hu was, but I never thought he was my defeated general." Yu Qilin smiled wickedly and reached out to touch Yinghuo's head. Then he stretched out his hand and nodded at Su Hu:

"Oh, no, the sword cultivator was defeated at your feet."

Su Hu's expression did not change, which made Yu Qilin feel strange.

"Oh, why have you become so reticent today?"

Su Hu glanced at the jade unicorn that was closer to him, and took a step back holding Zhaocai.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Yu Qilin smiled: "There's no point in fighting you. Let's make a bet with you. If you can catch my five moves, you will win. How about that?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp in the audience.

"Isn't this Jade Qilin crazy? This is a sword cultivator from Taiyan Palace, how weak can he be?"

"You don't know something. This is the son of the richest man in the world. He has only been a member of Taiyan Palace for two years."

"It is said that he was recruited together with the chief disciple of Master Han Po."

"Ah, it was only three years. But even if he is as talented as Mu He Wanwan, he is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage now."

"The golden elixir has little chance of winning against Yuanying."

The whispers from the audience reached Mu Wanwan's ears, but not much really stayed behind.

Golden elixir has little chance of winning against Nascent Soul, not to mention that Su Hu is only in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Don't agree to this fool."

Mu Wanwan saw Master Cuiwu frowning and his tone was full of worry. He couldn't help but start to feel frightened. After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan also felt that it would be better not to agree.

"He will agree." Huaiyu's voice was soft but firm.

Mu Wanwan turned around and saw Huaiyu's eyes filled with tears.

"If he finally gets a chance to prove himself, he will agree." After speaking, Huaiyu said to Song Zhujun: "Miss Song, no matter what the outcome is, please be sure to save him."

Song Zhujun thought for a while and immediately took out a piece of white crane paper: "Okay, don't worry." He paused and sighed: "It would be too risky to agree. It would be too risky for him to follow up with Yu Qilin's move."

Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu on the high platform.

The setting sun was like blood, reflecting the young man's black clothes into blood. The unique sword spirit pattern of Taiyan Palace was only curled up and fluttering in a corner of the clothes.

But the young man's eyes were firm, like a sword that had finally been pulled out of its sheath, with a sharp cold light.

"Five moves, five moves, I'm afraid you won't succeed? But what if you want to cheat?" He said in a familiar casual tone.

But how can it be that easy?