I'm the villain's own mother

Song Zhujun looked up at Song Lanjun, tears finally flowing out of his left eye.

Looking at the wound on Song Lanjun's hand, Song Zhujun smiled sadly, but he still stayed close to Song Lanjun.

Song Zhujun's voice broke: "Yes, I lost. I have never won, right?" As he said this, the expression on Song Zhujun's face became fierce: "Sister, we should not have been in this situation.

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After saying that, Song Zhujun took a step back and laughed with tears on his face.

Only then did Song Lanjun realize that he couldn't move: "What did you do to me?"

Song Zhujun raised his hand and wiped away the tears that flowed to his cheeks: "Of course I will make you unable to move." After saying that, Song Zhujun took out a soft whip and hit Song Lanjun.

Now that things are like this, Mu Wanwan will be really stupid if she can't guess what Song Zhujun is going to do.

But everything happened so fast that she couldn't even shout out the instructions.

Seeing this situation, Song Lanjun on the stage immediately shouted: "Purple Smoke!"

Song Zhujun looked at Song Lanjun with deep disappointment in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhu!" Mu Wanwan only had time to call out her name, and stumbled quickly towards the competition platform.

Ziyan's fangs have pierced Song Zhujun's waist.

It hurt so much that Song Zhujun's whole face was distorted by the pain, but Song Zhujun could no longer shed tears.

She just whispered: "Sister, the silver needle bounced back."

Mu Wanwan finally rushed Zi Yan to open her mouth, and Song Zhujun took her into his arms before landing.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Wanwan choked up and her throat hurt when she said these words.

Song Zhujun's eyes were almost closed at this moment, and he smiled weakly: "It doesn't hurt that much, it's not as painful as my heart." After saying that, he fainted.

At this moment, Mu Wanwan didn't remember Wang Buliuxing's rule prohibiting sword flying, so she immediately stood on Chengyan holding Song Zhujun in her arms.

"Wait!" Song Lanjun behind him spat out two words.

Mu Wanwan didn't stop, she just left her words where she was: "Miss Lan Jun can afford to wait, but my sister can't afford to wait."

But before he even took two steps, he was stopped by a group of guards: "Wang Buliuxing, it is forbidden to fly with a sword."

Mu Wanwan jumped anxiously, and Feng Yuan flew down and stood side by side with Mu Wanwan.

Then he turned to look at Mu Wanwan and smiled gently: "Take her away, I'm here."

Mu Wanwan didn't stay long and hurriedly flew out with her sword.

Feng Yuan flew up and blocked the guards who were about to pursue him.

Then he smiled slightly: "You are chasing the wrong person. Today, your enemy is me."

The leader of the guard took a step forward and saluted respectfully: "Master Feng, please don't embarrass us."

Feng Yuan smiled and looked at his hands: "Please don't embarrass me." After saying that, he looked at the guard leader coldly. "Huh?"

The two parties were in a stalemate here, and Mu Wanwan had already carried King Song Zhu to his room.

"Come on, come on! Go and get the passion fruit! Go! Go!"

Mu Wanwan's face was full of tears and she had an eager look on her face, which startled people. When she saw someone with closed eyes and a pale face in her arms, she ran out immediately.

Passion Fruit was still out of breath when he came: "What's wrong! What's wrong again?"

Mu Wanwan rushed out immediately, grabbed Passion Fruit's hand and pulled him in, saying, "Come and see Mr. Zhu, she was bitten through the waist and abdomen by the purple smoke, come and see her!"

Mu Wanwan's voice became lower and lower, and Passion Fruit's face became paler.

He threw Mu Wanwan's hand away and rushed in.

Song Zhujun's face turned purple at this moment, his whole body was twitching, and he even started talking nonsense.

Passion Fruit felt his pulse while pouring his own spiritual power into Song Zhujun's spiritual veins. He also concentrated on saying to Mu Wanwan, "Let the Eight Anise Lotus cook a bowl of Qingying soup! Hurry!"

Mu Wanwan ran out immediately regardless of how she described herself at the moment.

Only when she ran out did she realize that she didn't even know where the octagonal lotus was, let alone cook a bowl of Qingying soup.

I could only hold the child and ask him all the way.

Before he even got close, he could smell a strong medicinal fragrance from a distance. As soon as Mu Wanwan got closer, he could hear the complaints of the people inside.

"You think the young lady is so crazy? It's just that she is injured now, and it also involves our detoxifying star anise lotus to prepare tonic for the young lady."

"Who says it's not the case? But it's not just us who are suffering. Wang Buliuxing, no matter which pharmacy, will have to prepare tonics for the young lady now?"

"Speaking of which, the young lady is also pitiful. It is said that she was bitten through the waist and abdomen by Zi Yan. For such a serious injury, our boss did not care and actually asked Wang Buliu to prepare tonics for the young lady."

"Indeed, if someone is seriously injured and given a tonic, other families would not treat him this way even if he is not his biological child. Alas."

"Speaking of which, the young lady is still too stubborn. The last time I went to the main hall, I heard the headmaster and the madam telling her not to hurt the eldest lady, but she didn't listen. Isn't that right?"

Before he finished speaking, the door of Bajiaolian was kicked open hard. Mu Wanwan stood at the door with an angry look on her face, and said angrily: "Make me a bowl of Qingying soup, right now!"

The group of people were a little confused by what she did. Seeing that no one made any move, Mu Wanwan took out the cigarette and sat on the threshold: "Go quickly! Whoever doesn't go, I will kill him today!"

Someone immediately jumped out: "Who are you? How dare you come to our Bajiaolian to run wild!"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Mu Wanwan, a disciple of Master Hanpo from Taiyan Palace, please make it clear and prepare the medicine for me."

The man smiled and said, "You can endure it as long as you want?"

Mu Wanwan swung it with a glare: "Do you think I'm incompetent because I haven't beaten Fu Huaiying before?" After saying this, a blood mark appeared on the ear of the person who just spoke, and Chengyan was also nailed at this moment.

On the signboard hanging in the main hall of the Octagonal Lotus.

"Why do you bully people?"

"You are from Taiyan Palace, how dare you come to our Cangshan Sect to act wildly?"

"You use your power to bully others, you Taiyan Palace are really self-taught."

Mu Wanwan picked her ears and gradually lost her patience.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Chengyan returned it to her hand.

"Sister, Qingying Soup." Just as Mu Wanwan was about to take action, a weak voice spoke.

Mu Wanwan lowered her head, it was a little girl, she looked about nine or ten years old.

She put away Chengyan, took the Qingying Soup from the little girl's hand, and smiled: "Thank you."

After saying that, he picked up the soup and left. The little girl whispered: "Are you taking this soup to save the little lady?"

Mu Wanwan smiled, turned around and knelt down on one knee to look at him: "Yes, do you know the young lady?"

The little girl smiled: "It was the little lady who saved her father."

Mu Wanwan whispered: "What's your name?"

The little girl smiled: "My name is Luo Shu."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Thank you, Luo Shu." She turned around and stepped on her sword, her voice cold and solemn: "You specialize in poisons but develop tonics. People who really need you can't get your help. Are you really worthy of being a doctor?

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When everyone looked up after hearing this, Mu Wanwan was nowhere to be seen.