I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 259 The Past (6)

The words are meaningless at this point.

It's just that something went wrong during execution.

The silk threads on Feng Yuan's clothes were left at the scene of the crime, and were used as an excuse by several immortals present.

Feng Yuan's expression did not change, as if everything was planned by him.

Hence the late-night embroidery building.

Fu Ruan in the illusion told everything, but Feng Yuan, who was holding the sword, showed no mercy.

No matter what the reason is, if you kill someone, you should pay for it with their lives.

"Xiao Langjun, when you came here, didn't you notice the little tail following behind you?" It was still like a seductive voice, but it shocked Feng Yuan for no reason.

"Feng Yuan."

Looking at Mu Wanwan who was wrapped in the silkworm's body by Fu Ruan, Feng Yuan's murderous aura became stronger: "I advise you not to act rashly."

Fu Ruan put Mu Wanwan down: "Of course not, do you want to listen to what the little girl has to say?"

Feng Yuan saw Mu Wanwan trotting towards him, couldn't help but sigh, and put away the sword in his hand.

"I didn't mean it."

Feng Yuan's face was a little cold, maybe he was really angry. Mu Wanwan could only lower her head and timidly said: "I didn't come here on purpose, I just..."

Feng Yuan was not angry and spoke softly: "When you come, you come. She said you have something to say to me, what is it?"

Mu Wanwan raised her head suddenly: "You"

"Huh?" Feng Yuan tilted his head and waited for Mu Wanwan to answer.

"Can you please let her go? Killing is not what they want, they just want to live."

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan, sighed helplessly, and stretched out his hands to protect her behind him.

The sound of Yishi being unsheathed was very clear. Mu Wanwan wanted to see it, but Feng Yuan blindfolded her.

"They should bear the consequences of their own sins. Don't look at it."

The illusion dissipated like water bubbles, and when I opened my eyes again, the moon hung on the branches, and the night was cold and windy.

Because Mu Wanwan didn't speak to Fengyuan for the next month.

It was during this month that Feng Yuan became abnormal, leaving early and returning late.

Even though he had done nothing, his face was still pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

Another three months passed, and by the time Wang Buliu left, Feng Yuan's face was only sickly pale.

"Are you really okay? When Wang Buliuxing comes, we can ask Song Zhujun for help." Mu Wanwan saw that he was getting weaker day by day, but she still couldn't bear it.

Feng Yuan always smiled and said softly that it was okay.

Even though he was staring at such a sick body, Feng Yuan still defeated everyone and became the leader.

But after the competition, Feng Yuan still didn't leave.

He chatted eagerly with Song Zhujun's senior brother and discussed tricks with Song Zhujun's master.

When Mu Wanwan went to see him, she always saw him carving something with a carving knife.

He looked at it like a treasure, as if it was his own lifeblood.

Mu Wanwan came forward several times to see what was going on, but was always noticed by Feng Yuan, so that when she left Wang Buliuxing, she still didn't see clearly what Feng Yuan was holding.

"You've been smiling all the time lately, but what makes you happy?" Miao Wanwan couldn't wait to ask Feng Yuan after walking out of Wangbuliuxing.

Feng Yuan laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. His voice was so gentle that it seemed to be dispersed by a gust of wind.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been thinking about some things from the past lately."

The regret in his voice could be heard by everyone.

"Senior brother."

Perhaps he felt that Feng Yuan's past was not a good one, so when he heard these words, Xiao Fengyu couldn't bear to speak.

The expression on Feng Yuan's face remained unchanged: "My life as a child was indeed not a good one, but looking back now, I have lived for so many years, and if I can meet you, the discord in those years is not that important.

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"Senior Brother Feng said this, and it inexplicably gave me the feeling that you are about to die. How can anyone start to miss the past at such a young age?" Su Hu couldn't help but interjected.

Mu Wanwan glared at Su Hu: "I know it's nonsense."

But Feng Yuan didn't care: "Now that the Immortal Sect Conference has ended, where are you going?"

"I don't plan to return to the sect. I want to have a good trip outside and see the sufferings in the world, so that the master will not always say that I am naive." When Xiao Fengyu said this, he pretended to glance at Song Zhujun casually.

Song Zhujun smiled and took two steps towards Xiao Fengyu.

Mu Wanwan looked in the direction of Jiang Yingsi, only to find that he had already calmly withdrew his gaze.

"What about you?" After everyone finished speaking, Feng Yuan looked at Jiang Yingsi, who had not responded.

Speaking of which, Jiang Yingcai himself is a bit gloomy and doesn't talk much, so he is often forgotten by others.

Now I was caught off guard and asked by Feng Yuan, and his eyes flickered slightly: "I'm going to go south. I heard from the merchants here a few days ago that Bian'an is not very peaceful."

Feng Yuan nodded, thought for a moment, and coughed twice: "If you don't mind my trouble, then take me with you."

Mu Wanwan saw that Feng Yuan had said this, so she hurriedly answered: "Senior Brother Jiang, take me with you too, I won't cause you any trouble."

Feng Yuan smiled: "Really?"

Mu Wanwan touched her nose, feeling a little guilty: "Try not to cause you any trouble."

"I want to go too. It just so happens that my ancestral temple is in Bian'an." Su Hu's voice was clear and clear. The lion that was approaching Fengyuan was much more vigorous.

Jiang Yingsi didn't say anything, just changed the sword from his left hand to his right hand, and walked away.

Feng Yuan took Mu Wanwan's hand and said, "Let's go."

Mu Wanwan looked at him along her arms. The man who was once not a generous person was now thinner and thinner. His face was not only pale, but he could also faintly see the direction of the blood vessels under his skin. Even his warm hands at that time were now as cold as iron.

, colder than the frost flowers of the twelfth lunar month.

But she quickly hid the emotions in her eyes.

As Jiang Yingsi said, Bian An was almost turned into an empty city because of the monsters.

There they met Su Hu's family, and it was for this reason that Feng Yuan killed Su Hu's biological mother with his own hands.

When Mu Wanwan arrived, she only saw Feng Yuan holding Aunt Zhu in his hands with scarlet eyes, like squeezing an ant to death.

"Feng Yuan."

Mu Wanwan's voice was filled with disbelief, and Feng Yuan seemed to have come to his senses at this moment.

"Junior Sister Mu!"

"Senior Sister Mu!"

The voices of Jiang Yingsi and Su Hu got closer and closer, and Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan.

"Let's go, no matter where we go, let's go."

Feng Yuan stood motionless, but Mu Wanwan was frightened by the sudden thunder.

Feng Yuan wanted to get closer, but Mu Wanwan shook her head.

"Let's go, let's go."

Feng Yuan had no choice but to turn around.

When Jiang Yingxi came, he only saw a piece of Feng Yuan's clothes, and then he looked at Mu Wanwan, who was crying sadly.

"Mother!" Su Hu's voice wanted to pierce the sky.

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but feel shocked and shed tears involuntarily.

Then there were more and more tears, and the crying gradually drowned out the sound of the rain.

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