I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 281 Conjecture

Jing Shen's expression changed: "You have to believe Mr. Zhu."

Mu Wanwan hummed softly.

"I know, let me take a look."

Jing Shen covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and Mu Wanwan temporarily put Song Zhujun's fault aside.

He told Jing Shen about the fake Ruan Yu incident again, and Jing Shen nodded: "Then I'll go to the main hall first, and you can go back and rest as soon as possible."

Mu Wanwan nodded, looked at the increasingly bright colors on the horizon, turned around, and prepared to find Song Zhujun.

In front of Song Zhujun's house, there are still all kinds of medicinal materials, and they even look better than what he saw in Wangbuliuxing at that time.

Mu Wanwan reached out and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

At this time, Ah Chun passed by, and Mu Wanwan asked casually: "Have you seen Miss Song?"

Ah Chun put the sword back into its sheath and said with a smile: "Miss Song seemed to have gone in the direction of Wu Yun Peak earlier."

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly: "She is alone?"

Achun thought for a while: "Yes, alone."

Mu Wanwan waved her hand: "I know."

Ah Chun smiled and turned around to walk up the mountain. As Mu Wanwan came down the mountain, she suddenly said: "How on earth did Master Huimu teach you disciples? How do you compete with each other in diligence? Jiang Yingsi was like this in the past, and now you, the younger generation, are like this.

Ah Chun stopped walking, just as birds flew in the tree.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were attracted by the flying birds, and then she heard Ah Chun say calmly: "Master actually doesn't care about us very much. That's why our lineage is so mixed. There are also 'profiteers' like Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Bu, and there are also some

Senior Brother Jiang is a righteous person. But Junior Sister, you said that Senior Brother Jiang and I are similar, and I feel a little happy in my heart. If we really talk about the reason, it is probably because we have the same Tao in our hearts."

The flowing clouds are stagnant, and the mountain wind does not flow.

Achun's figure was nowhere to be seen on the mountain road. Mu Wanwan lowered her head and smiled.

It was originally a joke, but suddenly hearing such a serious answer still made her have some complicated emotions.

She couldn't describe that feeling, she just felt that at that moment, she had already thought about how to die generously for this world.

The apricots at Wu Yunfeng are a bit more yellow, and it has been almost a month since I last came here.

She felt something tingle on the sole of her foot. When she raised it, she saw it was an apricot that had fallen to the ground.

Mu Wanwan picked it up and looked at it again and again: "I always like to do useless things. Since you are at my feet, we are destined. I will take you back to Wanyun Peak and bury you. If one day you

If it can grow, it can also be a companion to my jacaranda plant."

But in fact, Mu Wanwan knew in her heart that things that are carefully taken care of may not be able to survive, let alone such seeds that are buried casually and don't know whether they can survive.

But now that she was holding this seed in her hand, the idea that came out of nowhere made her feel ridiculous, but she suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

Secretly, she was actually thinking that if Fengyuan really came back one day, she would be so sore when she saw the trees full of apricots.

She shook her head to get rid of this strange thought.

Not to mention that Feng Yuan has really disappeared, even if he knew his identity as the executive officer of the wilderness, it would be impossible for him to come back.

In the past, she always thought that if one day her lover really died, she would go to hell to get him back.

But now that I have reached this point, I find that I can only accept it.

Whether in the empty world or in a book, that person is a higher life form than her.

And she was destined to be unable to fulfill her bold words back then.

The leaves were creaking, and Mu Wanwan could hear someone approaching.

She hid herself calmly, and then saw Song Zhujun.

Behind Song Zhujun was Song Lanjun with a sarcastic look on his face.

"I'm still taking care of Qilin, why did you ask me to come over?" There was a hint of unspeakable excitement in Song Lanjun's voice.

Song Zhujun raised his head: "How much did you participate in the incident in front of Qianyin Hall?"

Song Lanjun's face suddenly changed: "Have you remembered?"

Song Zhujun still stubbornly asked her the same question: "How much did you participate?"

Song Lanjun raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Now that you think about it, you should know what I participated in back then. Now I am just doing it again according to what happened at that time, so I am familiar with it."

After saying that, he looked at his blue and black nails in confusion.

"You did something like that back then, which caused the already weak strength of the six sects to become even weaker. Instead of repenting, you only worsened your situation?" Song Zhujun said, and Mu Wanwan felt like she was about to cry.

Song Lanjun was indifferent. Instead, he looked at Song Zhujun and said coldly: "My good sister, what happened back then was not done by me, but by you."

Song Zhujun also laughed, but there was some sarcasm in his voice that he didn't usually have.

"Yes, I forgot, my good sister, when she did these things, she used my face. I asked Uncle Fu out of curiosity for the heavenly transformation talisman, and I gave it to you out of kindness.

But you are the biggest accomplice in pushing me into the abyss."

Song Lanjun's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled.

"Really, this is the first time I've seen you like this in so many years." Song Lanjun looked at the sky, and then said calmly: "Go back, my good sister. Every time I see you, I will think of how despicable I am. If I stay any longer,

, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help but kill you.”

"Have you ever wanted to let me live?" Song Zhujun said towards Song Lanjun's back.

Song Lanjun didn't even stop: "No."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Maybe there is, when I first came to this world."

Mu Wanwan had no intention of eavesdropping, but she let her hear such a thing.

She associated Song Zhujun's expression with his current words, and came to a somewhat unbelievable but reasonable conclusion.

Song Lanjun was also involved in the disaster caused by the Beast Control Sect.

Before she could think about it, Mu Wanwan felt a splitting headache.

On the verge of collapse of consciousness, she saw the evil energy overflowing from her body and her vague but gradually disintegrating soul.

And the sound that pierced the clouds Wanwan.

The bird flapped its wings and flew away, and Mu Wanwan felt her body gradually become lighter.

The loose fragments of her soul floated in the air, and then she saw the dense blue threads on her soul that tightly held her.

In other words, that's not the blue line.

That's 4391.

"The author insists, don't leave. The master will find a way. This is a world that he has spent half his life and reincarnated seven times and is unwilling to abandon. He will not ignore it."

Seeing that his soul was imprisoned by data in his body, he could only split into pieces and rush out impatiently.

Mu Wanwan's eyes suddenly sore.

——It turns out that her soul is already so impatient to die?

So what is she insisting on?

She turned around slowly, and there seemed to be a flash of light on her spirit body.

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