I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 277

Chapter 277 Seeking Medical Treatment

"Senior Passion Fruit, now I can return Qilin."

Song Lanjun spoke hesitantly, but Song Zhujun changed his expression after hearing this.

"Master is not in good health now. In Wuyun Peak, if you go there, don't make him angry."

Song Lanjun looked up at Song Zhujun and suddenly said: "You"

"I'm not the kind of person who refuses to save anyone. Let's put aside all the disagreements between us for now. Human life is the most important thing." After saying that, Song Zhujun turned around.

"You can find any disciple to take you to Wu Yun Peak, I won't take you there."

After saying this, Song Zhujun walked faster.

Mu Wanwan looked back and saw that Song Lanjun was still standing there, his eyes seemed to have not moved away from Song Zhujun.

She turned back: "So, what happened to Yu Qilin?"

Song Zhujun chuckled: "Do you know why the Beast Control Sect and the Cangshan Sect have a good relationship?"

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

Song Zhujun's voice sounded again, a little tired.

"It doesn't matter whether the interactions between people are determined by interests, but the sects must be united because of interests.

As long as the descendants of the Beast Control Sect engage in battle, they will gradually fall into madness. And the price of madness is actually their lives.

Only the Cangshan Sect’s elixir can relieve the symptoms, but that medicine is currently only available to my master in the world. Judging from my sister’s appearance, it seems that there are not many pills left by the Cangshan Sect in the past.”

Mu Wanwan nodded and couldn't help but think of the duel between Yu Qilin and Su Hu at that time.

At that time, she felt strange that Yu Qilin behaved promiscuously and spoke unforgiving words, but after all he was the heir of a sect. Why did he act like crazy and wanted to kill Su Hu at that time.

In fact, if you think about it, it's their fault, after all, Jade Qilin also made them admit defeat.

Looking back now, Mu Wanwan could only lament that Su Hu was so lucky.

When we reached the mountainside, we saw Jiang Yingsi coming against the flow of people.

Song Zhujun smiled, walked over, and held Jiang Yingsi's hand.

Mu Wanwan shook her head helplessly: "Okay, you go ahead, I'll go back by myself."

Looking at the backs of Song Zhujun and Jiang Yingxi, Mu Wanwan suddenly wondered if they had seen her and Fengyuan side by side like that before.

The past events were complicated and confusing, and one by one appeared in front of his eyes, and Mu Wanwan smiled helplessly.

"Miss Mu."

She turned her head and saw Song Lanjun's cold face.

The shout just now was from her.

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised, but she still said: "Miss Song, is there anything else you can do?"

Song Lanjun raised his eyes and looked at her: "I think you are from Taiyan Palace, so you naturally know the way. Besides, we are barely old acquaintances, so I asked Miss Mu to help me."

Mu Wanwan didn't have such thoughts at all, and she didn't seem to like Song Lanjun very much. Just as she was about to open her mouth to refuse, she heard Song Lanjun speak again.

"Actually, this is just one aspect. I have some questions I want to ask you."

Mu Wanwan felt that the sun in the sky probably came out from the west. Song Lanjun, who had always been arrogant, had also changed his temper in the past two hundred years.

"Then let's go." He said and stepped out.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Mu Wanwan spoke again: "I just thought it was you, sister Gu Nian, who was stopping there to look at Mr. Zhu. I didn't expect you were coming for me."

Song Lanjun rarely raised his lips: "I feel ashamed to say that."

On the way up to Wuyun Peak, Song Lanjun asked a lot of unnecessary questions.

After the battle at Qingyin Pavilion, has she seen Patriarch Lingshan?

Then why did Feng Yuan die so easily?

While talking, he also asked Xiao Fengyu when he would be able to come out.

Mu Wanwan answered her with a smile.

Perhaps sensing Mu Wanwan's reluctance, Song Lanjun excused himself to thank Mu Wanwan and said goodbye after arriving at Wuyun Peak.

Mu Wanwan didn't take it seriously at first. She just felt that she wasn't familiar with him, so it was human nature to ask unnecessary questions.

But then I thought about it and felt it was wrong.

What kind of temperament does Song Lanjun have? He is someone who has no purpose and will not have anything to do with you.

But those questions were too one-sided, and Mu Wanwan had no clue.

Just like that, it dragged on for more than ten days.

Mu Wanwan did not go to the competition. When she had free time, she went to Liuyun Peak to look at the depth of the mirror on the high platform. After looking at it, she went to Qinglianju to tend to the lotus pond one by one.

In Su Hu's words, it means adding too much salt and being idle.

Occasionally Song Zhujun would find her and have a chat with her.

Which disciple has a broken arm today, and which disciple has injured internal organs tomorrow?

Among them, what Mu Wanwan heard the most was that Song Lanjun was driven off Wu Yun Peak by Mr. Dong again with a broom.

But today was different. Mu Wanwan was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake drinking tea when she saw Su Hu running in.

"What's wrong?" Mu Wanwan glanced at Su Hu from Lotus Manchi.

Su Hu said calmly: "Brother, the young master of the Yu family, on the high platform today, he went crazy trying to compete with each other."

Mu Wanwan put down the tea cup and said leisurely with interest: "Then why are you here?"

"The Song family wants to find Senior Passion Fruit, but you also know that since two hundred years ago, Senior has closed his doors and stopped seeing guests. Naturally, others cannot be invited."

Mu Wanwan picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "So, I asked you to come to Zhujun."

Su Hu nodded.

Mu Wanwan spoke slowly: "Mr. Zhu is not here with me."

Su Hu smiled: "That will make it easier for me to find him."

Mu Wanwan smiled and said, "Who do you mean?"

Su Hu turned around and took another turn before going out.

"How can it be possible? The Song family and the Yu family are both there."

Mu Wanwan also understood.

To put it bluntly, I just couldn’t lose my face and wanted to make a fuss by taking advantage of the incident in front of Taiyan Palace.

Mu Wanwan sighed: "Don't be embarrassed, go back and tell them. Mr. Zhu is now at Wuyun Peak and is being detained by Senior Passion Fruit."

Su Hu turned around: "Really?"

"It's almost the same. What kind of calculations did those people have? How can the old man not understand after living for so many years? I probably guessed that such a thing would happen, otherwise Mr. Zhu would have arrived at this time in the past."

Su Hu smiled: "Are you so sure you didn't leave with Jiang Yingxi?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "The only person in this world who can stop Mr. Zhu from saving people is the old man."

Su Hu nodded and walked out.

Mu Wanwan drank the tea in her hand, brushed her sleeves, and walked towards Wu Yun Peak.

Compared with hundreds of years ago, the apricot trees on Wuyun Peak have grown much larger. Now at this time of year, the trees are full of green leaves, and the half-yellow apricots are hidden in the gaps between the branches and leaves.

Mu Wanwan suddenly remembered what Feng Yuan said about apricots being sour at that time.

He flew up and picked one, then sat on the branch of the apricot tree.

She rubbed the hair on the apricot skin and put it into her mouth.

"Sour! So sour!"

As soon as she threw Xingzi down, she heard a series of footsteps.

This time it was faster.

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