I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 280 Time Chapter

"What's wrong?" Mu Wanwan said.

"That's the Tribulation Thunder." Master Cuiwu said nothing, but Master Huimu spoke.

"Thunder?" Mu Wanwan was stunned.

He turned around and looked around, feeling a little confused for a moment.

It was because of this trance that I saw Song Zhujun's absent-minded face among the crowd.

There was another muffled thunder explosion, and Mu Wanwan's heart was in doubt again. Naturally, she had no time to take care of Song Zhujun.

"Master is seriously injured. The thunderbolt struck him like this. Is he really okay?"

Cui Wu had a smile on his face: "No matter what happens, it all depends on Senior Sister's good fortune. As long as you can hold on, it is possible for Senior Sister to reach immortality in one step."

Mu Wanwan looked over: "Why?"

Cuiwu tapped Mu Wanwan's forehead: "How have you been cultivating immortals for so many years? Why do you think these immortal cultivators who have not lost their obsession will slowly age after reaching a certain level?"

"It's not because their strength is not enough, on the contrary, it is too much. Once there is no realm that can dissolve the spiritual power, then the spiritual power accumulated in the body will backfire on its owner. Senior sister, what was the situation before? You must be with me every day

, don’t know any better than me.”

Mu Wanwan nodded: "That's what I said, but in fact there is still a possibility of being injured by the thunder."

Cui Wu smiled: "What are you worried about? Senior sister has a strong character. She has experienced things many times more painful than this, and I have never seen anything happen to her. What's more,"

Mu Wanwan saw him pause and looked at him.

Cui Wu slowly said: "You are still here."

Mu Wanwan felt her heart tremble.

She had never heard Master's concern for her so intuitively from other people's mouths.

Master Cuiwu continued: "Speaking of which, have you ever asked senior sister any strange questions?"

Mu Wanwan said in confusion: "No, did master say anything?"

Cui Wu shook his head: "Anyway, senior sister had left a message with me before. She said that if something unexpected happened to me one day, she would relay the message to you."

At that moment, Mu Wanwan suddenly knew what she would hear, and she said nothing.

Cui Wu continued: "At that time, senior sister said, 'If one day I cease to exist in this world, I hope that junior brother can help me bring a message to Wanwan. I have never regretted saving her.'"

There was a mist in Mu Wanwan's eyes, but she lowered her head so that no one could see her.

How could Jingshen not hear it?

Cui Wu saw this and roughly knew what Mu Wanwan was going through now, so he became quiet, but there was still a hint of worry between his brows.

The sudden thunderstorm made the scene itself chaotic, and now it was even more chaotic.

Mu Wanwan saw Taoist Qinghui and Master Mingzhao going between various sects, checking the disciples, and then letting go of batch after batch of disciples.

After returning to silence, Mu Wanwan looked at the sullen Master Ming Zhao and knew that it had not been found out.

Cui Wu smiled: "Brother, why are you so sad? Anyway, you are always worried about the appearance of the devil. Don't worry now, he must have gone out. Although it is not good news, with our broken bodies, we can still help a lot.

Share the busy work."

Ming Zhao helplessly shook his head and glanced at Mu Wanwan: "What did that fake say to you?"

Mu Wanwan said calmly: "He said, he said that even if it wasn't me, there would still be someone who would take him out."

Ming Zhao looked stern: "When did you see him?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "I probably saw it in my dream one day."

After hearing this, Ming Zhao immediately yelled loudly: "Why didn't you tell us about such a thing so that we could be prepared?"

What Mu Wanwan originally wanted to say was that Jing Shen's sudden aging during that period made her uneasy and had no time to take care of this matter. But after hearing Ming Zhao's words, she felt that she was indeed negligent.

"Second Master Uncle said it was my negligence."

Ming Zhao looked at her and suddenly smiled: "Do you think that as long as you admit it, I will say you are right? Do you know how many lives he sacrificed to get him sealed now?

Do you know how many lives will be lost if you let him out again? You just ignored him!"

Master Xu Shi Mingzhao was too excited, Taoist Qinghui finally stood up and acted as a peacemaker: "Junior brother, the matter has come to this, we just blame it, there is no way to recover. Why not stop the loss in time and discuss countermeasures first.

"

Cui Wu also smiled and said: "Yes, Second Senior Brother, although letting go has a lot of disadvantages, it also gives us old men a chance to taste our long-cherished wish, doesn't it?"

Huimou coughed and stuttered: "Second Senior Brother, why should you be too harsh?" After a pause, looking at the steady stream of calamity thunder, his eyes flashed with bright and dying light. In just a moment, he returned to his previous appearance.

"I'm afraid it will take some time to chop this tribulation thunder. I'm afraid Third Senior Sister won't be able to wait. Let's go back to the main hall to discuss it first."

Mu Wanwan wanted to go with him, but Huimu shook his head: "Just watch your master here. I think no matter whether you succeed or not, senior sister wants to see you the most."

The thunder light turned her face pale, and Mu Wanwan took back the steps she took.

Huimou smiled at her, turned around and walked down the mountain swaying in the lightning.

In an instant, she was the only one left in this huge place.

Endless emotions came to her.

How many lives were sacrificed to seal him?

How many lives would be lost if we let him out?

Now the power of these words is slowly coming back.

Every time she heard such words, Mu Wanwan would wonder if they had forgotten that the person she loved most died on the eve of Xiao Fengyuan being sealed.

He died before his ancestor, and used his own life to buy the possibility for his ancestor to seal Xiao Fengyuan.

In other words, they actually remember it, but they just don't believe it.

They don't believe that the Feng Yuan in their memories would do such a thing.

Mu Wanwan let out a long sigh and then looked up. At the end of everything, she saw Song Zhujun's absent-minded face.

Very familiar.

It was a look similar to Feng Yuan's expression when he fell from a high altitude more than two hundred years ago.

I don't know how much time passed, but the roaring in my ears gradually got louder, pulling Mu Wanwan back from her thoughts.

In the dazzling white light, Mu Wanwan saw a figure in a daze.

Although it is thin, it can shield her from the wind and rain in front of her.

She watched the white light in front of her eyes fade away, and Jing Shen's standing body swayed a little.

Mu Wanwan's legs seemed to be stuck in place, unable to move at all.

Until the familiar coughing sound came.

"Why, in just a few hours, I asked my disciple to forget me as the master?" Mu Wanwan couldn't help it anymore and ran towards the mirror.

Jing Shen caught her and took two steps back.

"Wanwan, master is still injured."

Mu Wanwan smiled, sniffed and held the mirror firmly.

"I thought Master."

Jing Shen's hand patted hers gently: "No, Master can't let go of Wan Wan."

Mu Wanwan hugged Jing Shen's arm and said softly: "I knew it."

Jing Shen reached out and touched her head.

After walking a long way, it seemed that I had made a lot of determination.

Mu Wanwan said with a hint of sadness: "Master, I think something is wrong with Mr. Zhu."

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