I'm the villain's own mother

"Wanwan!"

"Sister Wanwan!"

"Ah Wan."

Mu Wanwan vaguely felt someone patting her face. She felt it was really annoying, so she couldn't bear it and brushed the hand away from her face.

I blinked hard for a long time before opening my eyes.

"Wanwan." Seeing Song Zhujun's enlarged face full of worry, Mu Wanwan was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Su Hu squeezed forward: "Sister Wanwan, you suddenly fell into the Vanluo River, and now you ask us what happened?"

Mu Wanwan smiled clearly: "It's okay."

After saying that, he started coughing.

Feng Yuan did not speak, but slowly used his spiritual power to dry the water vapor on Mu Wanwan's body.

"I came by chance, you are all here."

Mu Wanwan relied on the strength of Feng Yuan's arm to look out and see who was coming.

It was him, the man who made a deal with Gu Sihua and Li Huan.

"Who are you?"

Meng Die stepped forward with his sword in hand.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm just here to pick up Gu Sihua. I looked at you there for a long time and found it very boring. I have no choice but to show up now. If you don't pick the flowers, I'll be with you. You don't have to worry about me."

Xiao Fengyu still took two steps forward and stood in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingsi slowly stood up and stood with Xiao Fengyu.

"We can't let him get Gu Sihua."

As soon as the man's hand touched the stem of Gu Sihua, he heard Mu Wanwan's words.

"Girl, this is your fault. I didn't provoke you. Gu Sihua, I decided today." After saying that, he took off Gu Sihua.

The man reached out and touched the bluer petals of Gu Sihua.

"I won't accompany you anymore. Anyway, we will meet again later. Now that we have been together for a long time, I am afraid that you will annoy me."

Mu Wanwan looked at the man and said slowly: "The ghost energy in the Vanluo River must have boosted Gu Sihua's cultivation a lot. Why don't you keep this flower so that I can benefit from it too."

The man paused and turned around slowly, his dark cloak forming a circle on the ground.

Gu Sihua gradually withered in his hand: "Miss Mu, you opened your mouth too late."

Mu Wanwan didn't care at all, and stood up with the help of Feng Yuan's help, and slowly walked towards the man.

The man didn't hide, but watched Mu Wanwan approach step by step, and the smile on his lips slowly disappeared.

"Aren't you going to take that jacaranda with you?"

The man was stunned and smiled: "If Miss Mu likes it, it might as well be given to Miss Mu."

Seeing the man's leisurely look, Mu Wanwan suddenly became angry.

He stretched out his hand to summon Chengyan and stabbed forward, then Mangming was also summoned and attacked behind the man.

The man turned around to avoid the blow in front of Mu Wanwan, and then shook Mangmang back with a flick of his fingers.

"Does Miss Mu want to spar with someone? But it seems that if you can't hurt someone, don't do this kind of thing next time. If someone is in a bad mood and kills you, where are you going to cry?"

Mu Wanwan retracted her sword and slowly stood still.

"Slow down, I believe that next time we meet, I can be even better than today."

The man smiled: "Then I'm looking forward to seeing the even more powerful Miss Mu."

Mu Wanwan nodded after listening: "I will know next time whether you are the one I thought you were."

The man turned and left.

"Miss Mu has made a guess about someone, I hope the result will not disappoint you."

Mu Wanwan looked at the direction the man was leaving, and suddenly stumbled and was about to fall backwards.

Feng Yuan came up and took Mu Wanwan into his arms.

Mu Wanwan felt that the white scenery in front of her was dragging her body more and more weak, and her head was becoming less and less clear, so she managed to speak:

"Take me to the Four Yamas Palace, and hurry."

After Feng Yuan heard this, his sword flew towards Siyanluo Mansion.

"You go back and join Master and the others first. Junior Sister Mu and I will come as soon as we go."

The Siyan Luo Mansion is now in dilapidated condition, and the delicacies on the jade plate from the past are now scattered in the dust and covered by the sand.

Everything in the ghost town is like an illusion, and after the experience is over, all that is left is the wind.

"What are you looking for?"

Feng Yuan's voice was as calm as ever.

"There should be a shadow bead under the seat in the Four Yamas Palace. I want to find that shadow bead."

Fengyuan thought for a while and put Mu Wanwan on the spot.

"I'll get it for you."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

Feng Yuan walked into the palace, pushed aside the old cobwebs, lay down under the throne, and took out a bead. She was not sure whether it was the photo bead that Mu Wanwan mentioned, because this bead was different from other photo beads.

Big difference.

The blood-red beads emitted a strange light. But other than that, there was nothing else under the throne.

He used his spiritual power to explore, but could not move the bead at all.

Then, he thought of a possibility.

According to rumors, ghosts will use their souls to store information that is very important to them, and no one else can open it except the person they entrusted it to. This is called an obsession bead.

But in fact, it is not that there is nothing that can be solved. As long as you use spiritual power to break the strongest layer of the obsession beads, the obsession beads will turn back into ordinary image beads.

In this way, you can know what is said in the obsessive beads, and you can also tamper with them at will.

Feng Yuan looked at the obsessive beads in front of him, thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind to take the beads out.

It's not that he can't open the rosary, nor can he tamper with its contents.

But he suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

Perhaps from the time he started implementing his plan, there was no need to tamper with it.

By the time Feng Yuan came out with the photo beads full of thoughts, Mu Wanwan had already fallen asleep leaning against the pillar in the outer courtyard.

Feng Yuan approached Mu Wanwan softly. Mu Wanwan suddenly twitched for some reason, reached out and slapped Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan smiled helplessly, and Mu Wanwan woke up suddenly.

Looking at Feng Yuan's enlarged face with a smile in front of him, he suffocated for a moment, and then realized what he had done, and his face suddenly turned red.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Yuan smiled, and Mu Wanwan could even hear the slight vibration in his chest.

"Miss Mu is becoming more and more unreasonable now. It was obviously you who slapped me first." She said and pointed to her face. "Well, look, if there is a mark on my face from now on, you will be punished."

Take responsibility for me."

Mu Wanwan knew she was in the wrong, so she slowly lowered her head and her voice became softer: "You are obviously too close."

Feng Yuan took his hands off his face: "Oh, blame me."

Mu Wanwan lowered her head, turned around to avoid Feng Yuan's sight, and said slowly: "Have you found the bead?"

Feng Yuan smiled and slowly sat down close to Mu Wanwan.

"Found it."

Fengyuan's hands were very beautiful, and they looked even whiter when holding the blood-red bead.

Mu Wanwan reached out and picked up the beads, wondering: "Why is it this color?"

Feng Yuan didn't shy away from it and said directly: "This is an obsession bead, made by ghosts using their own souls."

Mu Wanwan's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she sighed.