I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 297

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh.

"I never realized that Fourth Master Uncle was such a popular cultivator before."

Huimu shook his head and said helplessly: "My lineage is in decline in Taiyan Palace.

There is the world-famous Jiang Yingsi at the top, and Wu Bu and Wu Bu are at the bottom.

But in the final analysis, most of them are useless, so much so that when Ying Si first became famous, some people asked him which sect I was from.

Needless to say, the rest of the apprentices have a bad reputation, so naturally no one comes to my place. In recent decades, the situation has become better. I think it is because Miss Song and Ying Si traveled down the mountain.

However, now that there are more new disciples, I feel more and more that I am not as good as before. In the past, we would meet in groups of two or three and be affectionate. Now even greetings during meetings have become urgent, as if there is a ghost chasing after me."

Mu Wanwan didn't know what she was thinking of, and she chuckled: "If you ask me, there is a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on the Fourth Master's Uncle Peak."

Huimu knew that although Mu Wanwan was teasing, there was no ill intention, so he thought about it seriously after listening.

"There are really not many reliable people. Ying Si looks calm, but he actually has a temperament that cares about his head and body. Moreover, he is somewhat similar to Senior Brother Ming Zhao. He believes that he will not change even if he is struck by lightning.

The other ones are not very successful, but fortunately there are no problems in the general direction.

Next up is Ah Chun. Ah Chun, that kid, used to be a very bad guy. Among the main peaks of Taiyan Palace, no elder has ever had a headache because of him. Even your master can’t bear to be bothered by him. But after that incident two hundred years ago,

, Ah Chun seems to be a different person. His current appearance is somewhat similar to that of Feng Yuan back then."

Having said this, he looked at Mu Wanwan's face and found that there was nothing else on his face before he continued.

"Although this is good now, I often think about the past.

Immortal cultivators live a long life. They should grow up according to their own wishes and slowly grow into what they want, instead of being forced to bear things they shouldn't bear. At an age when they should be carefree, they should be

The responsibilities on my body are so heavy that I can't breathe.

There are too many filthy things in this world, and young practitioners should have entered the world with endless love, so that in the midst of filth and despair, they can always rely on the love in their hearts to survive all sentient beings."

Mu Wanwan looked at Master Huimu's face in trance, and the secret realm suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Mu Wanwan's voice, as thin as a mosquito's fly, came: "If the fourth uncle has children, he should be a very good father."

Huimou heard this and lowered his eyebrows to hide the flash of sadness in his eyes.

"By the way, I heard from Cui Wu that you are not in good health. If you are not in good health, you should take a good rest."

Mu Wanwan smiled again: "Fourth Senior Uncle, I just woke up not long ago. However, I asked Fifth Senior Uncle to keep it a secret, so why did he still tell you?"

Huimu thought for a while: "Just tell me, the moon and the wine that night were just too intoxicating."

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief: "But last time I heard that you are now weak, it is because your growing spiritual power is not consistent with your current state. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for you in this secret realm with abundant spiritual power?

Huimou smiled gently: "Although there is abundant spiritual power in this secret realm, for me now, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket. All the spiritual power reinforcement needed for this huge barrier was completed by me.

Otherwise, do you think why I stay the longest every time?"

Mu Wanwan nodded: "That's good. It seems that the result of the current treatment is not without benefit. At least it can help you survive."

"We are chatting." Master Cuiwu's voice sounded, and Master Huimu turned around and smiled.

"This is the first time she is awake talking to you."

Huimou nodded: "Although I occasionally woke up in the past, I seemed to be unable to talk to him. Now I am afraid that I have been here for too long and it is too boring. I want to have some fun."

"In this case, my decision to ask Mr. Zhu to accompany you is almost correct?" As soon as Cui Wu said these words, Huimu's expression changed.

"How dare you mention it."

Cui Wu waved his hand indifferently: "Oh, it's not a big deal, senior brother will naturally agree."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and turned Master Huimu around.

"You've stayed here long enough. If you stay here any longer, you won't feel well again. Get out quickly, get out quickly. I want to drink two more bottles of wine with you."

Huimu shook his head, and walked out helplessly, while smiling and saying to Mu Wanwan: "Take good care of your body."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

When Master Huimu walked out, Mu Wanwan looked at Master Cuiwu and spoke.

"Uncle Qinghui is afraid that if I die, the Creator's bargaining chip will be gone, so I want you to bring Mr. Zhu to give me a sigh of relief?"

Master Cuiwu didn't know how to answer this.

"You don't care what he considers. Anyway, this way, you can feel better, and I can use my spiritual power to repair my spiritual veins here. Both of us can live longer."

As soon as Song Zhujun finished speaking, Mu Wanwan couldn't hold back the sadness on her face.

"Uncle Fifth Master looks at me like he has eaten a bitter gourd. He looks wrinkled. I treat him kindly, but he looks distressed. When I lower his face to speculate, he looks guilty again. But what should I do?

Uncle Fifth Master, if this continues, I really don’t want you to come see me anymore.”

Cui Wu then sighed: "Then what you said is right. I really don't know how to treat you."

Mu Wanwan took the pill handed over by Cui Wu and swallowed it in one gulp before continuing: "As it was in the past, so it will be now. If you continue like this, I guess you will have to come with Fourth Master Uncle to mend my knot.

Bounded."

Cui Wu shook his head: "Okay."

Half a year has passed like this.

When the sound of firecrackers exploded above her head, Mu Wanwan closed her eyes and calmed her chaotic mind.

Song Zhujun said yesterday that Taiyan Palace has recently recruited some more disciples. Chu Chu left the mortal world and naturally missed home. So this time the fireworks on New Year's Eve are even better than before.

Mu Wanwan didn't think there would be much movement at first, but now that she actually heard it, she was still shocked.

Maybe in two hundred years, it will become not only her, but also Taiyan Palace.

My thoughts were racing, and I was transported back to more than 200 years ago. At that time, people were still there on the snowy night, the fireworks were not strong, and the human relationships were warm. Now, things have changed and people are different, and the fireworks are still strong, and my heart is cold.

I don't know if it was because I thought of this that I suddenly felt a chill in my heart, or for some other reason.

In short, when Mu Wanwan realized that something was wrong, she had already vomited blood all over the floor and formed red ice on the ground of the secret realm.

Ice and fire collided with each other, and every bone in her body felt like it was being torn open.

She curled up into a ball, but between her hazy eyes, she saw a curse mark shining with dazzling golden light under the gray skin.

The pain came suddenly, but was extremely sharp.

Within half a moment, cold sweat broke out all over her body. Finally, Mu Wanwan couldn't bear it anymore and passed out from the pain.

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