I'm the villain's own mother

Mu Wanwan did not expect that the proposal to go to Tanhua Sect first would be adopted so quickly. Even Taoist Qinghui, who was always undecided, spoke up.

When walking back with Jing Shen, Mu Wanwan was still making fun of her.

"Uncle Qinghui has actually become more cheerful. Judging from his previous behavior, he may have to grind for how long."

Jing Shen's voice was still a little hoarse: "If what the paper man pretending to be Song Abao is true, then the situation will be serious this time. If no one supports him first, Tanhua Sect will not know what will happen if the Cangshan Sect's spies come back.

What kind of hell it has become on earth, senior brother can still understand this."

Jing Shen's whole body showed a kind of fatigue. Seeing this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but say: "Master."

"By the way, the journey this time is too dangerous. It will take some time before Mr. Dong comes. Can that girl Song Jia come with us?" Jing Shen suddenly interrupted Mu Wanwan.

"On the other hand, the reason why I mentioned this matter is because of this. Today, the Song family and his wife came to Chenxiang Pavilion again. Mr. Zhu made a vow to the sky that he would never set foot in Wangbuliuxing again forever. I just wanted to let him

Mr. Zhu is following us."

Jing Shen thought for a moment and finally said: "Well, the relationship between them is weak, so it's not a bad thing to break up like this. It's just that this girl Zhu Jun suddenly broke away, and she broke away without any basis in front of so many people. In the days to come,

It must be difficult. In this world, there are many people who add insult to injury and few people who help others when they are in need. It doesn’t matter if we lend a helping hand."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Then I'll tell Mr. Zhu and ask her to pack her luggage quickly."

Jing Shen looked at Mu Wanwan's back and suddenly said, "You guys can come up behind you. The flying boat we brought cannot hold you."

Mu Wanwan said while running: "I know! Master! You go to Fangfeng City first."

As soon as Mu Wanwan walked to the door, she saw Song Zhujun walking out with a small bundle on his back, followed by Passion Fruit with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing?"

Song Zhujun's face was pale and his voice was a little erratic: "Since I said that I would leave the Cangshan Sect and never set foot on Wang Buliu's journey forever, wouldn't it make people laugh even more if I don't leave now?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Where have you planned to go?"

Song Zhujun said indifferently: "The world is so big, how can there be no place for me?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "That's right, you can help the world by hanging the pot. How can you help the world if you don't join the world? You have to be a dead end to recruit friends. Our Taiyan Palace is going to lead the disciples to the Tanhua Sect first. Because it is not sure that the Tanhua Sect will have a chance to help the world.

There is no danger, and we are not sure what level of casualties there will be, so we would like to ask you to go with us. Although Zhuo, you are in ill health now, so it may be a bit risky."

"I'm going, I'm going to see that paper man. He said that A Bao is dead, but I don't believe it. I have to see A Bao with my own eyes before I can count." Mu Wanwan looked at Song Zhujun with firm eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say.

What.

There are only a few people Song Zhujun cares about most. If it were Abao

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan also changed her expression: "Let's go together then. Since we haven't seen the body, there is still a glimmer of hope. Then you can rush to Fangfang City first, and I'll pack up my things."

After saying that, Mu Wanwan ran to pack her things.

Song Zhujun stood there and thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Master, do you still have the ring that can store living creatures?"

Passion Fruit rummaged through his little baggage, and finally found a floating cloud-shaped ring in the corner, and handed it to Song Zhujun.

"What do you want this for?"

Song Zhujun smiled: "I suddenly realized that I also have something that I need to get back."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.

Lingyun Peak is now full of greenery, and various medicinal materials are swaying in the direction of the wind, turning into a fragrant sea.

Song Zhujun reached out and brushed the leaves of a plant. The leaves of the plant were black, with bright red veins clearly visible on them. And at the top of the plant, there was a small fruit growing at the moment. The small fruit was also long.

It's weird, the whole body is pitch black, but there are golden lines growing out of nowhere at the top. If you look closely, the lines look a bit like human eyes.

Such a terrifying thing, but Song Zhujun smiled and touched it again: "I thought you couldn't survive, but I didn't expect that after three years of not seeing you, you are getting better and better."

The plant seemed to understand what Song Zhujun was talking about, and even gently shook its seeds when there was no wind.

"I don't know if you can survive without the Cangshan Sect, so I'm going to leave you here."

After saying that, he rolled all the medicinal materials on Lingyun Peak into the Liuyun Ring.

Seeing Lingyun Peak return to its original bare appearance, Song Zhujun smiled, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Take. me."

Intermittent sounds came from behind, like a baby babbling.

Song Zhujun turned around and saw a very small black monkey with a small swaying fruit on its head.

Song Zhujun knelt down and stretched out her hand, and the monkey jumped onto her palm. She took advantage of the situation and tapped the monkey's nose: "Are you talking?"

"It's me. You can't take them away from me."

Song Zhujun smiled: "You mean I took them all away, so I have to take you with me?"

The monkey nodded, and Song Zhujun smiled: "Then take it with you. Everything here is grown by me, so there is no reason to keep it."

The monkey nodded and said: "Yes!"

Song Zhujun put it on his shoulder and walked down Lingyun Peak.

Mu Wanwan had just packed up her things and walked out with a small baggage on her back. When she opened the door, she saw three living people.

"Why didn't you leave?" When Mu Wanwan said this, she was still a little scared.

Seeing this, Song Zhujun smiled: "I went to Lingyun Peak to get some things. I thought you might not have left yet, so I came over to wait for you."

Mu Wanwan turned to look at Jiang Yingsi: "What about you?"

The tips of Jiang Yingsi's ears turned red quietly: "I" glanced at Song Zhujun as he spoke, and then said: "I heard from Master Jingshen that you haven't left yet, so I came here to keep you company."

Mu Wanwan smiled, but she still didn't expose him after all, and turned to look at Passion Fruit again.

Passion Fruit smiled: "I will go wherever Mr. Zhu goes. Besides, I will go with you, but I can also ride on a flying boat afterwards."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Then let's go."

The four of them walked out of Fufang Xiaozhu together. Song Zhujun walked at the end and turned to look at the plaque with Fufang Xiaozhu written on it.

"Isn't the calligraphy beautiful? Song Lanjun wrote it at that time."

Mu Wanwan looked at the four large characters with iron paintings and silver hooks, and smiled: "It looks good, but in my case, it is not as good as the plaque of Jiangxiang Hall."

Passion Fruit quickly turned around when he heard this: "You also think those words are great."

Mu Wanwan smiled and replied: "Although it is written in a crooked way, upon closer inspection, it is quite interesting."

Song Zhujun glanced at those four words for the last time, lowered his head and smiled to himself.

"Wait for me!"

The sun's light stretched their shadows very long.

With joy and laughter, they stepped out of Wangbuliu Line.