I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 202 Illusion

Mu Wanwan's eyes flashed red.

The Nian Yao seemed to be aware of the danger and actually hid in Feng Yuan's body and refused to come out.

Mu Wanwan felt an overwhelming pain in her chest. She knew she couldn't hold on for long, and she lost all patience when she thought about it.

I saw Mu Wanwan's hand swiping on the Chengyan Sword, and using the blood beads gushing out, he drew a strange symbol on Feng Yuan's eyebrows.

"Photography!"

As soon as these words came out, a burst of golden smoke was seen floating from Feng Yuan's forehead.

"Gather!"

Fu Huaiying saw this and hurried forward.

"Miss Mu, you must not do this."

Seeing the shocked look on Fu Huaiying's face, Song Zhujun vaguely sensed something was wrong and couldn't help but reach out to stop Mu Wanwan.

"Don't waste your efforts. She uses this technique just to prevent you from interfering. Let me tell you, our girl Mu really knows how to control people's hearts. After today, if you doubt Feng Yuan again, you will think of today's situation

.High, really high.”

"I never expected that Qingyin Pavilion would educate its disciples like this." Jiang Yingxi looked at Liu Wenmin and said calmly.

Liu Wen was not upset, but continued: "You dare to say that you don't feel a little bit guilty in your heart."

Xiao Fengyu looked at Liu Wenzhen calmly, then silently withdrew his gaze.

How can I not feel guilty?

It was obvious that they only felt guilty towards her.

"It really can't be opened."

Song Zhujun's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it.

"How could that happen?" Meng Die opened her mouth.

"This seal is the original creation of Qingyin Pavilion. It's called Tai Zhao. It uses its own blood as a guide to summon the four directions of the altar. People from outside can't enter, and people inside can't get out. However, I haven't learned this seal yet.

."

"I dare to ask Miss Liu, you said that the seal was created by your Qingyin Pavilion, how come it got into the hands of Junior Sister Mu?" Huaiyu looked at Liu Wenmin and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course those are some unspeakable reasons. Just because you don't know it doesn't mean others don't know it."

Huaiyu was about to say something more, when she saw Fu Huaiying wink at her.

She retreated silently.

"What's wrong?"

Su Hu noticed something was wrong with her, Huaiyu shook his head: "It's okay, it's you."

Su Hu immediately smiled: "What can I do? After all, she has given me the truth I want. I asked her the question when I was in Suyuan, and she has given me the answer now."

Huaiyu watched Su Hu turn his attention to Mu Wanwan and couldn't help but ask, "Is the girl you are talking about Junior Sister Mu?"

Only then did Su Hu realize that there was something wrong in his tone, and he looked away with a smile.

"Yes, I have nothing to do with Sister Wanwan."

Huaiyu smiled: "Of course I know what kind of person you are. I know very well."

"Miss Song is injured, so let me do it."

Fu Huaiying stepped forward, and Liu Wen snorted coldly.

"There are still people who don't believe in evil. Do you really think that I made up Tai Zhaoyin to scare you?"

Fu Huaiying stretched out his hand and saw the seals flying out from around him, spinning around Mu Wanwan like flying butterflies.

"It's better than sitting back and waiting to die."

Fu Huaiying has been a genius since he was young. He never gets what he wants, so when he talks, he talks more about what he wants, easily and casually.

It's rare to hear Fu Huaiying say anything firmly.

Except for one thing, that is——

The heart's desire.

"You are so lucky. It would be great if I could be as lucky as her, brother."

Liu Wenzhen took two steps back, found a place to sit down, and said this quietly.

"What?"

Liu Wenzhen looked at his brother and waved his hand: "Nothing."

Xiao Fengyu glanced at her, then walked towards Fu Huaiying.

"I'm coming too."

Seeing the disciples from Taiyan Palace surrounding him, Liu Wenxuan smiled and said, "Brother, you should go and help too."

Liu Wendi looked at his sister with confusion, but finally walked over without saying anything.

Liu Wenxuan quietly looked at Mu Wanwan, who was surrounded by golden smoke, and said softly: "Miss Mu, it's hard, why bother trying to be such a hero."

Mu Wanwan felt uncomfortable at this moment, it was simply too uncomfortable.

She originally thought that according to the plot of Nian Yao in the original work, as long as she used the divine blood, she could easily kill Nian Yao. But now time passed little by little, and nothing happened to Nian Yao. Instead, something happened to her.

.

"4391,4391."

Mu Wanwan called softly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But there was no response from the cold mechanical voice, and she only saw that she was now standing on a cliff thousands of feet high.

"What is this place?"

"Pengshan Baichilou." She turned her head, and a man in purple wearing complicated silver ornaments walked slowly over.

"Brother Liu, it's really easy to get the name of this building."

She looked at the person who was speaking again. He was dressed in white and looked like a Central Plains person.

"Brother Zhu, what you said is wrong. We Pengshan people pay attention to simplicity. My building is a hundred feet high. There is no problem in calling it a hundred feet building."

The man in white spoke slowly: "Brother Liu, the name of this building is just right for the simplicity of the road. I am too narrow-minded."

The man smiled: "Brother Zhu can't get rid of the sourness of a scholar when he speaks. Speaking of which, how did you write "The Biography of Su Yang"?"

The man in white stretched his hand to smooth his beard and said calmly: "How do you know?"

The man was lying on the railing, letting the mist from the mountains pass through his body.

"I remember when I was young, you wanted to complete this "The Biography of Su Yang", but things in the world are fickle, and I thought you had given up. But the day before yesterday, I heard from Barbarian Niang that she wanted to come to me and tell me that you had written it.

Book."

The man in white looked lonely, lowered his head slowly, and sighed: "When I was young, I was full of passion and always wanted to write the most extraordinary storybook in the world. However, my talent was limited, and I never found my way back. Let Barbarian Niang's

My mother followed me and suffered all the hardships in the world. She fell into depression two years after giving birth to Barbarian Niang.

And finally. Since then, I have put down my pen and devoted myself to making money to raise my mother. But in the end, I still can’t let it go. Speaking of this, "Su Yang Biography" should have been about a young man with high spirits, but now I am writing it, and I always bring it to myself.

, it’s like an old man is about to die, it’s better not to talk about it.”

The man in purple stood up straight and smiled: "It's up to you, but how long do you plan to stay in Pengshan this time?"

The man in white thought for a while and then slowly said: "Three to five years, I have to finish writing "The Biography of Su Yang"."

At this point, Mu Wanwan no longer knew where this place was, it was the real wood.

Nian Yao escaped from the script, so it might be closely related to the "Su Yang Biography".

She raised her sword to cut through the confusion in front of her eyes, and what she saw was the warm sunlight from the window. Looking down, she saw two exceptionally good-looking Phalaenopsis orchids, which were in full bloom at the moment.

She lowered her head and saw on the rice paper that the ink was still wet was written "There is no old age and death, and there is no end of old age and death."

The person who wrote the storybook was standing aside, watching the people coming and going through the market.

(End of chapter)