I'm the villain's own mother

After Li Huan finished speaking, he turned his attention to Mu Wanwan, who was still sleeping.

After pondering for a long time, he spoke again.

"Anyway, you can only make a profit on this transaction, but not a loss." He paused and said, "I want to ask you one more thing. Can you help me find my brother?"

Tiandao seemed to have said something again.

"So that's it? I took his name and made him a lonely ghost with nowhere to go. I actually feel that what I did is very appropriate." Li Huan smiled, then paused to listen.

Tiandao said.

"It's not that I just remembered it now, it's just that he placed the future of the entire ethnic group on me, which is too heavy. In addition, more than a thousand years is too long, and that thin family relationship has long been diluted over the years.

After all, he has not been kind to me since I can remember."

After Li Huan finished speaking, Tiandao said something else, and Li Huan smiled.

"Thank you then, but his bones should have disappeared long ago in the vast desert."

After saying that, Li Huan smiled bitterly and looked at Mu Wanwan as if he heard something.

The law of heaven silently isolated Li Huan from outside. Li Huan turned around sadly, and when he came back to his senses, he was in a fog with a smile on his face.

Li Huan walked in the fog, but what came to mind was Mu Wanwan at that time.

The blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth bit by bit, and Mu Wanwan felt frightened.

The returned soul general was so powerful that Li Huan didn't act so relaxed. Perhaps it was just logical to propose a deal and gamble with the way of heaven with his own life.

Mu Wanwan suddenly understood why Heaven wanted to give her a favor in the end.

That was the way of heaven, the last mercy for the king who had been struggling to save the people of the ghost city.

"What's wrong with her? How can we take such a chance and leave a young life to die?"

"I'm just stupid, I want to save her."

"She is not wrong. What is wrong is senior brother, and what is wrong is the person who slaughtered all the people."

The memory of Li Huan flooded Mu Wanwan like a tide.

Those different Mu Wanwans protected Li Huan behind them in Guli City, firmly doing the same thing——

Save Li Huan, regardless of whether she is a good person or not.

"If a person is burdened with the fate of an entire ethnic group, but all his subjects die, he dies in a foreign land, and falls into another world full of suffering, what should he do?"

"You can do your best to make them feel happy and treat them as your subjects."

"If I were a bad person, would you regret your decision to save me that day?"

"I won't. You are what my heart guides me to do. If the consequences are tragic, I will bear them myself."

"If a person does things that make others happy, but still remembers hatred in his heart, is he a good person?"

"Forget it, a person who carries hatred but still tries his best to do good deeds should be respected by everyone."

"But they have all forgotten their hatred, and they have all forgotten that that person once killed their parents, their brothers, their children, and themselves. They turned their spears against the person who led them to happiness.

."

In the memory, Mu Wanwan reached out and touched Li Huan's head, and Li Huan's eyes showed unspeakable intense emotions.

"After my grandma died, I have never had my head touched like this again."

"I think you need it. If you think it's too tiring to do such a thing alone, you don't have to work so hard on yourself."

"I have an annoying problem now. I want to save the spirits of some animals and plants, but they can't follow me for too long."

“Then why not put them in a tangible container?”

"Tangible? Container?"

"Just like this." Mu Wanwan looked at the 'Mu Wanwan' in memory and reached out to pull out the mushroom in her hand.

Li Huan also laughed.

"I have another question, if it were you, where would you like to die?"

In the memory, 'Mu Wanwan' looked blankly and said, "I want to die in a place full of flowers, with everyone around me sad and sad for me."

"I want to die in everyone's memory."

'Mu Wanwan' asked in surprise: "What? Can you still die in someone else's memory?"

"OK."

"Then you are really romantic."

"What is romance?"

"Romance is. I can't describe it. It's a very warm and beautiful feeling."

"."

On the banks of the Vanluo River, memories from hundreds of years ago were still emerging. Li Huan recalled the photos that Mu Wanwan took out at that time.

"Look, this is me when I was a kid, doesn't it look good?"

"nice."

The water from the Vanluo River poured into Mu Wanwan's ears and nostrils, making her extremely uncomfortable. She tossed in the water, but at the end she saw something again.

"The banks of the Van Luo River are the most suitable for Gusi flowers. You can plant it there. Also, put this Jacaranda in your courtyard first." The person who spoke was dressed in black and covered himself tightly.

"Is it that simple?" Li Huan couldn't believe it.

"The power I lent you is less than one-tenth of my power. This request is just right. However, when the first Gusi flower blooms in three hundred years, you will be able to get the power I lent you. It should be

Some insignificant memories will be lost

Remember, think of it as the interest I am asking for from you. When the second Gusi flower fully blooms, your memory will come back, and my mana will come back. You only have three hundred years to plan revenge, so hurry up.

"After saying that, the man disappeared from where he was.

Mu Wanwan didn't know how to express her shock at this moment.

"Instead of giving me grace, I know what you are talking about without you having to say it."

The last memory was what Mu Wanwan said to Tiandao.

In the fleeting light, Mu Wanwan still caught the last ray of Li Huan's soul.

"The grace I give you is the compensation I give you after I forget you. Thank you, you made me feel the warmth in every reincarnation, but I forgot you."

Mu Wanwan didn't know if the expression on her face was in place, she just shook her head.

How could she forget? Li Huan obviously did everything she once said. Even the photos she had only taken out once were engraved in Li Huan's heart.

How can this be considered forgotten?

The welcome gradually dissipated, and a white light flashed before my eyes.

"Miss Mu, I've asked for everything you want to know. The little gatekeeper of the Cangshan sect is not dead. He should still be in the dry well of Sprinkle Lane. I know that I am going to be reincarnated, so I will tell you what you want to know.

They are all engraved into my photo beads. You have to go to the Four Yamas Palace when you have time. The photo beads are under the chairs of the Four Yamas. I don’t know if you can see them. I hope this soul with memories can find you.

."

Mu Wanwan saw Rong Baichuan standing in the Four Yamas Hall, with loose ropes tied around his body.

He tore a piece of flesh from his body and blew it to the ghost town with the wind.

Finally, it slowly fell into the Vanluo River.