I'm the villain's own mother

The corners of Feng Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

The pain seemed to gradually rise again, Feng Yuan frowned: "No, she wants to save me now." At this point, Feng Yuan finally turned his attention to that person: "She doesn't want me to become you."

The man laughed: "How ironic. Let's make a bet. Anyway, you will go to Bian'an soon."

Feng Yuan coughed twice: "What are you betting on?"

The man thought for a while: "Bet your life."

Feng Yuan smiled: "I forgot, you always wanted me to die."

The man squatted down and patted Feng Yuan's cheek: "It's not too late to remember now, but why were you so careless and let her see you and me together?"

Feng Yuan instantly turned his head in the direction Mu Wanwan left.

Under the moonlight, Mu Wanwan, dressed in star-blue clothes, was looking at them.

Suddenly, Feng Yuan felt a pain in his heart, so painful that even he couldn't help but groan.

"I will let you live a little longer. After all, seeing you two like this, I can't help but be happy. Only when you have tasted the ultimate happiness can pain penetrate deep into your bones."

Of course Mu Wanwan couldn't hear what the man said at this moment, but she looked at Feng Yuan's painful expression and went forward with her sword without even thinking about it.

The man just raised his hand and pinned Mu Wanwan in mid-air.

Mu Wanwan watched the man's cloak move without any wind, and the look he gave her was full of murderous intent and coldness.

"Remember not to use Mang Mang next time, it won't hurt me."

When Mu Wan had no reaction, she fell heavily to the ground, and the gravel that jumped up even entered her mouth. She raised her head and flew towards her in a daze.

"Zheng" the two swords clashed, causing sparks to fly.

After a while, Cheng Yan's sword spirit slowly took form as he landed on the ground.

"You promised me."

When the man saw Chengyan Sword Spirit, he slowly retracted his hand, and even the wind around him stopped.

"As long as I don't touch her, remember to remind her that she can't point Mang Mang at me next time."

After saying that, a burst of black smoke rose up, and the man had disappeared.

Mu Wanwan slowly got up and walked towards Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan's face turned a little pale.

"I"

Mu Wanwan interrupted him.

"You don't need to say anything, I won't abandon you." He said and stretched out his hand to check the injury on Feng Yuan's chest, but before he could touch it, Feng Yuan grabbed his hand.

"Let me go and let me see." Mu Wanwan said stubbornly.

"Don't look at it, he is helping me survive."

Mu Wanwan was caught off guard by the answer and was stunned for a moment.

"How come?"

Feng Yuan smiled nonchalantly: "He and I are on the same team, haven't you already made some guesses?"

Mu Wanwan's tears fell unexpectedly.

Feng Yuan stretched out his hand to wipe away Mu Wanwan's tears: "Stop crying, I won't die so easily. Let's go, let's go find the bones and accomplish everything you want to accomplish."

Mu Wanwan didn't say anything, she just helped Feng Yuan up while shedding tears.

Walking in the direction given by Feng Yuan before, one step deeper and one step shallower.

Maybe the night wind was a little too cool, Feng Yuan smiled: "I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Mu Wanwan said nothing and just called Chengyan.

Feng Yuan accepted the situation and closed her eyes.

Mu Wanwan waited until the breath of the person next to her became calmer before looking at Feng Yuan.

When did his face become so pale that he could clearly see every blood vein?

She didn't get an answer.

The Forty Miles Sword was not that far away. Mu Wanwan slowly stopped Chengyan and slowly placed Feng Yuan on the sand. From her Qiankun bag, she took out the bag Feng Yuan had put on her.

The big sleeves of Xueyun gauze cover Feng Yuan.

"Just wait for me here."

He smiled and started digging.

Mu Wanwan quickly found the corpse. Looking at the broken pieces of clothing on the corpse and the size of the bones, Mu Wanwan was basically sure of one thing.

She made the right bet.

"Li Huan."

She screamed slowly, and a child's figure slowly emerged from the group of bones.

"Did you call me?"

Mu Wanwan nodded.

"Did my sister ask you to come to me?" Soul said slowly.

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Yes, are you okay?"

The real soul of Li Huan smiled: "I'm okay, but I can't get out of this corpse, so I can only roll around in the sand. By the way, is Li Bei doing well now?"

Looking at the soul in front of her, Mu Wanwan thought of the tragedy of dying at the bottom of the Vanluo River. She died in everyone's memories as she wished, and died in the ending she had arranged for herself. She should be happy.

Now that she has disappeared, this outcome is better than living in a ghost town for more than a thousand years.

Mu Wanwan nodded slowly: "She is doing well."

Li Huan smiled and said calmly: "That's good, I'm most worried about her. I was just awkward when I was a child, and I didn't treat her as well as other brothers. I don't know if she will blame me. For so many years, I don't know the sun and the moon, and I don't read.

Time. I think back to Libei and I when we were young all the time, and then I realize that I owe her a lot. She is still alive and living a good life."

Mu Wanwan smiled, with sadness in her smile.

The person who should know the most that his brother has her in his heart, who has carried the responsibility of his brother all his life, who feels that he is not himself until he dies, and who feels that his brother doesn't like him even when he dies, will never know that again.

"Where do you want to be buried? I will help you erect a monument so that you have a place to go and a baby to give birth to."

Li Huan was talking about her thoughts, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

Mu Wanwan looked at the child's excited face and couldn't help but think.

If at that time, Li Bei had known that his brother cared about him so much, he wouldn't have been so stubborn and wanted to die.

After all, with God's grace, she will never be too bad no matter what.

The young man's soul slowly faded away, and Mu Wanwan put away the young man's bones.

There has never been a if in the world. All the past about Li Huan's sorrow and Li Huan followed Li Huan's bones endlessly in the desert, and then disappeared. For so many years, no one knew about it.

Only the silent yellow sand cruelly buried everything.

Mu Wanwan walked out of the yellow sand and looked at Feng Yuan, who was still sleeping.

Summoning Chengyan, he slowly marched towards the edge of the desert.

Two days later, we finally walked out of the desert.

Mu Wanwan reluctantly looked at the direction and headed south.

By the early morning of the next day, we found a place with relatively beautiful scenery.

She did some calculations and dug a hole in a place that should be considered auspicious.

Li Huan's body was buried.

She looked at the empty wooden sign in her hand, and after thinking for a while, she slowly came up with eight characters.

"The tomb of Li Huan, Li Weeping Stand."

Mu Wanwan turned her head and glanced at Feng Yuan, who was still sleeping, and bowed in the direction of the tombstone.

"God's way, let's use the grace here to reincarnate her brother."

Then Mu Wanwan straightened up and slowly closed her eyes while looking at the faint morning light.