I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 279 Theft

Song Zhujun turned his head, with his face still partly puzzled and partly helpless.

Mu Wanwan walked towards her slowly.

"Don't you know what you are like? What could be the elixir that can suppress the madness in his body?"

Jiang Yingsi frowned.

"But Senior Passion Fruit's spiritual power is not much now."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "It's using spiritual power, but the seniors must know how many times it is used, but you definitely can't do it."

Song Zhujun looked at her, and Mu Wanwan continued: "Not to mention that your body is not in good condition and you lack spiritual power. Even if Senior Passion Fruit puts you in the palm of his hand, you are not allowed to be harmed in any way.

In addition, the nature of those two families is really hard to explain."

"But I really want to save you." Song Zhujun still said stubbornly.

"I am saying this here now because I support senior from the bottom of my heart. We cherish you, so we want you to bear less." Seeing that the expression on Song Zhujun's face did not change, Mu Wanwan sighed.

"I have always heard people making fun of a question, saying which one is heavier, a pound of cotton or a pound of iron. Cotton always comes to mind first, and then it suddenly dawns on people that they have the same weight.

The reason for this idea is nothing more than the inherent impression in people's minds. People always think that cotton is lighter.

But Mr. Zhu, there is no need for you to think that medical practice must cure everyone in the world, and there is no need to place such an inherent impression on yourself.

You have to accept that you just can't save some people. If you force yourself too much, you may end up not being able to save some of the people you can save."

Song Zhujun said nothing, Mu Wanwan looked at Jiang Yingsi with a smile.

"Senior Brother Jiang, take more care of him, I won't stay any longer."

Jiang Yingsi nodded.

Mu Wanwan walked out of the hospital. Seeing this, Su Hu quickly handed the things in his hands to Jiang Yingsi and followed Mu Wanwan's footsteps.

Mu Wanwan walked to the door, looked at Song Zhujun who still looked worried, and stopped.

"Master Zhu, you have to believe in your master. Even if your lineage cannot be cured in the future, the Beast Control Sect will not really die."

After saying that, he never stopped again.

The Fairy Gate Conference slowly entered its later stage. Mu Wanwan came in and stayed on Wanyun Peak all day, helping Jing Shen take care of the peonies. After a busy day, as soon as he raised his head, Mu Wanwan saw the summoning signal from Taiyan Palace.

Over the years, this signal has only appeared once.

The last time it appeared was of course more than two hundred years ago.

Intuition told Mu Wanwan that something was not going well.

Therefore, she didn't even perform the dust-removing technique, but summoned the ghost to cry and flew out.

When we arrived at Liuyun Peak, the mountain was already full of people.

Mu Wanwan turned around and saw Song Lanjun who looked tired.

"Miss Lan Jun, this is"

Song Lanjun sighed: "Junior brother is now weak. I am from the Cangshan sect after all. I ask Master to allow me to take care of junior brother."

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows. According to Sect Leader Jade's temperament, after what happened that day, he would definitely not look good on Song Lanjun.

"Miss Song worked hard."

Song Lanjun smiled helplessly: "Miss Mu, do you know what happened?"

Mu Wanwan shook her head: "I don't know. We'll find out if we wait and see."

Song Lanjun nodded.

Mu Wanwan only felt strange that it was Yu Qilin who was sick, but it was Song Lanjun who was tempered.

There was nothing to say between the two of them. Mu Wanwan looked around again and finally saw Song Zhujun.

"Miss Song, say goodbye."

Song Lanjun nodded slightly.

Mu Wanwan walked towards Song Zhujun.

Across the sea of people, Mu Wanwan looked in the middle and felt that the figure looked familiar.

"This is Ruan Yu, right?"

The words beside her were like a suffocating whirlpool, pulling Mu Wanwan back to more than two hundred years ago in an instant.

Ruan Yu, a disciple of Qingyin Pavilion.

A man who should have died more than two hundred years ago passed through many dusty nets and appeared in front of Mu Wanwan again.

"Everyone, there was an accident in Qianyin Palace today, and the spiritual elixir of ancestor Lingshan was stolen, so we have summoned you here. Everyone who comes here is a leader in each sect, so you naturally know what this means.

We, Taiyan Palace, have always acted in a gentle manner. As long as the person who stole the elixir returns the elixir, we will forget the blame. If not, the consequences will depend on how dare you think about it."

It was rare for Taoist Qinghui to say such words. Normally, when he saw him, he just thought he was an old man who was hesitant and hesitant. But now, when she saw him, Mu Wanwan felt that he was much younger.

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, and at this moment, a clear voice came out clearly.

"Then what does it mean that this person is here?"

Suddenly everyone began to agree.

Jing Shen stood up helplessly, with compassion in his eyes.

"As you can see, this person is Ruan Yu, a disciple of Qingyin Pavilion. But the reason why he is here is not what you think. The matter of the ancestor's spiritual elixir has nothing to do with him. Recovering the spiritual elixir is the official business."

After saying this, Mu Wanwan felt that there was more noise around her.

After probably arguing for a long time, Mu Wanwan finally felt that her surroundings were peaceful.

"Ruan Yu did not return to Qingyin Pavilion back then. After the battle in Qingyin Pavilion, he wandered around the world. But he appears now because he has only a short time and wants to hold his breath and tell my apprentice an old story from back then.

Then I heard Jing Shen say something like this.

Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that all eyes were on her, and she had no choice but to step forward.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to give Ruan Yu a hand.

Ruan Yu stretched out his hand and took hers.

Suddenly laughed.

Mu Wanwan felt something strange and hurriedly stepped back, but her hand was held tightly by Ruan Yu.

Mu Wanwan looked at the sarcasm on his lips and couldn't help but said:

"Who are you?"

Ruan Yu didn't answer, and his attack became even faster.

Seeing this, Jing Shen took something off his waist and threw it out.

Mu Wanwan felt her eyes go dark, and then there seemed to be a breeze blowing through her ears.

"I said, even if it wasn't you, there would still be someone who would take me out."

Mu Wanwan felt a chill down her spine.

When the light returned again, only Jing Shen's fallen figure could be seen.

"Master."

Mu Wanwan walked toward Jingshen. Looking at the blood on the corner of Jingshen's lips, she turned back.

On the ground, what has been broken is.

"The jade pendant of the Qiu family?" Mu Wanwan's voice trembled a little when she said this.

She knew what that jade pendant meant to Jingshen.

Maybe her tears were a little cold, Jing Shen slowly raised his hand: "What's the point of crying? This day will come."

Mu Wanwan said tremblingly: "But that jade pendant."

Jing Shen tried her best to smile: "She used their jade pendant to protect the person her nephew wanted to protect the most. This jade pendant can be regarded as a worthy death."

Mu Wanwan could no longer hold back: "Master!"

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and Mu Wanwan was grabbed by the collar and lifted up by Cuiwu Zhenren behind her.

With a look of confusion on his face, Cui Wu had already led her out far away.

Mu Wanwan wanted to break away, but was held down by Master Cuiwu.

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