I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 21 Clues (11)

"Feng Yuan?"

Mu Wanwan called out but no one answered.

Only a burst of chaotic footsteps was heard, and after a while, the room returned to calm.

"Miss Mu, this is the Huiyuan Pill I carried with me. Mr. Feng didn't give it to you and gave it back to me. I know that this situation is caused by my insistence on not saving you. I hope you can forgive me for this.

A mistake in judgment. I will never do something like this again."

Mu Wanwan herself was actually indifferent. She knew that she was a stranger to them. Being treated like this by Fu Huaiying could only be regarded as normal.

After all, what kind of friendship can we count if we only know each other for a few days?

She just said calmly: "Master Fu, you don't have to blame yourself. It's just that this elixir is precious, so I won't accept it." After thinking about it, she asked again: "What happened to Feng Yuan just now?"

Fu Huaiying looked at Mu Wanwan's empty eyes: "Master Feng seems to have been seriously injured. He suddenly vomited blood and fainted just now. But I found that he only has the cultivation level of Qi training period now. Master Feng became famous at a young age.

Qing Qing is a role model for our generation, but now he is at least in the Golden Core stage, how could he become so overnight?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Wanwan.

"Master Fu, if you give me the Hui Yuan Dan, do you still count?"

Fu Huaiying placed the box in his hand next to Mu Wanwan's pillow.

Mu Wanwan smiled at him: "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

"You're welcome, Miss Mu."

Mu Wanwan didn't want to say any more.

Fu Huaiying also saw Mu Wanwan's fatigue, so he didn't stay much, and even closed the door for Mu Wanwan when he left.

Mu Wanwan could not calm down for a long time.

Her decency faced a mortal being caught, as if she was letting him live or die.

But her villain faced a dying mortal and risked his life in exchange.

No one else knew what Fengyuan had done, so how could she not know?

Easy life, easy life!

Using 80% of the cultivation level as a guide, adding half of one's own bloodline, chanting the life-changing spell, and exchanging lives for lives. Often the recipient of the spell lives, and the caster dies.

Feng Yuan was very lucky and is still alive today.

But how long can he live in his current condition?

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtain, cold sweat slowly forming on her forehead.

She is extremely sensitive to pain. When she first woke up, she didn't know why she didn't feel that much pain. But as time passed, the pain gradually became apparent, and now she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

The physical pain kept her awake all the time, but the more awake she was, the more she thought of Feng Yuan.

Is he in pain? Will he be okay? How is he now?

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth until they were almost broken, but the pain could not be relieved at all.

She wanted to cry loudly and shout loudly to vent her pain. But there were so many people in Fu Mansion, how could she disturb others' purity?

Tears were streaming down her face, and cold sweat was flowing like water. Mu Wanwan bit her brocade quilt and fainted from the pain.

When he woke up again, it was already night, and Mu Wanwan's eyes were completely dark.

The pain started again, and she sobbed softly, but suddenly she saw a blur of light appearing in front of her eyes.

"you're awake?"

It was Feng Yuan's voice.

Mu Wanwan felt a breath blocked in her chest, which made it extremely difficult for her to speak and even her breathing became unsmooth.

He could only nod reluctantly.

Feng Yuan looked at the tears on Mu Wanwan's face and reached out to touch her quilt.

"Afraid of pain?"

Mu Wanwan's heart felt as if she had been hit by something sharp at this moment. A sore feeling spread from there, her nose became sore, and tears suddenly poured out like a fountain.

She nodded.

Feng Yuan made an ugly smile, and the sweet taste in his throat was about to well up again. He knew that Mu Wanwan couldn't see clearly now, so he turned around, took out the handkerchief, vomited the blood, and then spoke.

"It's useless. I just went out for a day, and you made yourself look like this. Now that you feel pain, you don't even dare to cry. If you want to cry, just cry loudly. If you want to scream, just scream loudly. Now you can't hold it in like this.

There is a breath stuck in your throat, and you will be choked to death sooner or later."

Mu Wanwan lay there quietly and listened to Feng Yuan's chatter. Although the words came out as unpleasant as ever, every word was filled with concern.

Before Mu Wanwan could react, Feng Yuan waved his sleeves.

"Soundproof barrier, you can cry loudly if it hurts now."

When Mu Wanwan heard these words, she couldn't bear to cry anymore.

"You" she felt her throat being choked. "You have lost your cultivation."

Feng Yuan already knew what she meant before she finished speaking.

"What level of cultivation can a barrier require?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed Mu Wanwan's wound.

Mu Wanwan couldn't hold it in any longer and immediately cried out.

Then Mu Wanwan heard Feng Yuan say: "This will not be a waste of my cultivation."

Mu Wanwan's crying continued for several hours, until she could no longer scream and could only cry.

Feng Yuan saw how pitiful she was and blocked her pain.

I stood up and looked at the gray sky outside the window.

There must have been a lot of people who didn't sleep last night. He picked up the overnight tea at hand and drank the cold water. He woke up a lot.

The most difficult thing in the world is one's own conscience. He doesn't have a conscience, but that doesn't mean others don't.

It is true that he set up a soundproof barrier last night, but now that he is practicing Qi, he can only ensure that mortals and immortal cultivators in the Qi training period cannot hear.

Each one of them believed in their advanced cultivation and had ears from all directions, so they must have heard the shrill cries last night.

This is the person they took out, and the person they failed to save.

Before Feng Yuan could return to his thoughts, he heard a soft sound behind him.

Feng Yuan turned around and saw Mu Wanwan looking at him with wide eyes.

"This is the Huiyuan Pill that Fu Huaiying brought. You need it very much now."

Feng Yuan's eyes flashed.

"You have lost too much blood now. Not only the bones in your legs are broken, but also the tendons in your hands are broken. Yuan Dan will be more beneficial to you this time."

Mu Wanwan lowered her eyes: "What's the big deal? It's just a broken body. But if you don't use it, the condition inside your body will not be repaired, and your cultivation will gradually dissipate. When it finally dissipates, you will not be able to survive."

Mu Wanwan seemed to hear Feng Yuan laugh at himself.

"I am the villain in your novel. If I die, won't you be free?"

Mu Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at him: "But Feng Yuan shouldn't die like this."

"I understand."

After speaking, Feng Yuan stuffed the pill into his mouth.

"I will follow your arrangements, walk all the roads you need me to take, and kill all the people you ask me to kill until I die in the Sea of ​​Death."

After saying this, Feng Yuan walked out of the door.

Mu Wanwan began to lose consciousness.

It wasn't because I wanted to think about everything about Feng Yuan, but because the answer popped into my head after Feng Yuan's question came out.

It's not that Feng Yuan didn't deserve to die like this, but that she couldn't bear Feng Yuan's death.

But everything in the world is not up to anyone, so how can she catch something if she doesn't want to let it go?

Fengyuan's outcome was already doomed, and she was also destined to just watch.

(End of chapter)