I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 252 Treatment Strategy

"What a coincidence?" Mu Wanwan was a little confused.

But the man slowly sat down and placed the tea cup in his hand contentedly: "It can't be considered a coincidence, after all, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Mu Wanwan only felt that her actions had a familiarity, as if someone had played with the tea cup in front of her countless times.

"Have we met before?" Mu Wanwan looked at the face that was exactly the same as hers, and suddenly felt how stupid she was to say this.

After seeing her sit down slowly, the man handed her a cup of tea.

Although Mu Wanwan was curious, she also had some doubts in her heart.

While his mind was still doubting, all the tea in the cup had already entered his stomach.

"You must be so thirsty. If someone drank my tea like this in the past, I would probably scold them like 'cow chews peonies'."

Looking at Mu Wanwan lying on the table, she smiled: "Why are you so suspicious? Thinking about so much every day, aren't you tired?" After speaking, she raised her head and looked at the illusion in front of her.

"After you go in and experience everything, you will remember everything. Then we can make a choice."

In just a blink of an eye, Mu Wanwan disappeared.

Within a moment, Mu Wanwan woke up and stood up as if nothing was wrong.

After she took two steps forward, Mu Wanwan suddenly heard someone speaking in her head.

"From now on, you will enter my three-life illusion and experience everything I have experienced before. I have gone through these things over and over again, but failed again and again, and in the end I can only go to death. I want to see,

You have gone through this for me, what can I learn from you?"

Mu Wanwan was a little irritable and hated doing such things for no reason.

"Can I not leave?"

The man didn't seem to expect that Mu Wanwan would refuse so clearly.

"Why."

Mu Wanwan turned around and sat down again.

"I don't know, I just feel like I have been forced to do such things for some reason, and now I don't want to do it."

After speaking, he reached out to hold the tea cup in his hand and played with it, with a playful smile on his lips.

Seeing that there was no voice coming from his mind, he thought for a while and said, "Do you have to let me in?"

"Only when you go in can you know what you have forgotten?"

Mu Wanwan put down the tea cup, and the crisp clinking sound reached her ears.

"Is it important for me to remember those things? Although I can't remember anything now, my body is very resistant to it, as if there will be some particularly terrible consequences after entering it. I always trust my intuition."

The two people froze for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.

"There is no cure for evil spirits entering the body, not to mention that I haven't woken up yet. If I wake up, I can take a look at the situation." Passion Fruit touched his beard and clicked his tongue.

"Senior brother is right. It is actually quite easy to deal with ordinary evil spirits entering the body. As long as we ask the eminent monks of Tan Hua Sect to recite a few verses and add the medicine we prepare, we can remove them. But she

The evil energy in her body is mixed with blood and spiritual power, and if she is not careful, her life will be endangered."

When Mr. Dong said this, he glanced at Jing Shen's not-so-good face, and then continued to speak: "I know it's not a good thing to say, but Master Han Po, people like this in the past, all eventually degenerated into

There are no exceptions so far. It would be better to take her life while she is unconscious."

"No." The door creaked open, perhaps because the visitor didn't have much strength and only opened a small crack.

"She can't die, Master." Song Zhujun's weak voice became clearer through the crack in the door.

Passion Fruit immediately opened the door and looked at the pale Song Zhujun outside.

"Look at what you are like now, you still have no time to care about other people's affairs." He said, taking Song Zhujun's hand: "You still use spiritual power? I told you that your consciousness is unstable now, so use less spiritual power.

, you won’t listen to a word of what I say.”

Song Zhujun didn't speak, just looked at Passion Fruit: "Master, please save her."

Jing Shen looked at Song Zhujun's appearance and couldn't help but waved: "Come here, sit here, you are so weak, why are you running here?"

Song Zhujun sighed: "It's nothing to me. It's just that the forgotten memories suddenly rushed into my mind and hurt my consciousness. I heard Master said that he was coming to see Wanwan, so I followed him."

Jing Shen reached out and touched Song Zhujun's head: "It may not be a good thing to think about it."

Song Zhujun lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't talk about me anymore, please ask Master to save Wanwan."

Seeing this, Jing Shen patted Song Zhujun's hand: "Senior, I know that asking you to help in this situation is really difficult. But you regard Zhujun as your own, so it's not the same if I stay in Wanwan for so many years.

I was alone at Yunfeng this night watching the clouds rise and fall, and it was not easy for me to have a good night."

"I'm really not good at it. Regarding evil spirits, both Junior Brother Dong and Senior Brother who was expelled from the school know better than me. I just don't have the strength to do it." Passion Fruit said helplessly.

Jing Shen turned to look at Mr. Dong.

Mr. Dong also sighed: "In her current condition, I can only do my best to suppress it. That's all. The pain in the process is unbearable, and I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."

Jing Shen smiled, but tears still fell involuntarily: "Sir, please try your best."

Mr. Dong said helplessly: "It's just that in addition to my acupuncture to exorcise evil spirits, someone needs to go to Kunlun to find Jianxue, and preferably the soft fire of Zhurongxia. Only these two spiritual objects can barely suppress her bloodline."

It's just that these two items are incompatible. If you want to carry it with you and suppress it at all times, you will also need a Kunlun Sapphire."

Jing Shen reached out his hand and took out a piece of sapphire.

"Is this okay?"

Mr. Dong was stunned.

"Isn't this Senior Brother's piece?"

Passion Fruit turned his head when he heard this: "It belonged to my senior brother there, but it was taken away by the old lady a long time ago. Now there is no sapphire, it is just the jackpot from the Immortal Sect Conference held by the Cangshan Sect."

Jing Shen caressed: "At that time, I went to hug Wanwan and picked it up. It probably fell from the dead Feng Yuan. I thought it was just the first prize, so I thought about taking it out and asking

I asked if I could use it. I didn’t expect that now it has been returned to its original owner. Since it belongs to your senior brother, it’s up to you to deal with it.”

Mr. Dong handed the jade pendant back to Jing Shen: "What the third elder said means that it is not easy for us to pick it up."

‘Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong’.

After a rhythmic knocking came, the window was opened by a wooden bird.

Jing Shen stretched out her hand, and the little bird fell on her arm, and placed the flower in Jing Shen's hand squarely.

"Where did you get this thing?" Passion Fruit was a little shocked.

"It was a parting gift that Wanwan gave me when she was going to the Fairy Gate Conference." She pointed to another box in the corner of the room. "Speaking of which, there is a rabbit in there."

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