I'm the villain's own mother

The expression on Jiang Yingsi's face did not change, still indifferent.

Hanyuan looked at the two of them and found it interesting. He smiled and said softly: "The many diseases in this body will cause trouble to Miss Zhujun in the future."

Song Zhujun was still fierce at heart. He spat at Hanyuan and said, "Why!"

Hanyuan smiled: "Maybe it's because she still has half of her soul in this body."

After saying this, his face became solemn: "If someone comes, I will leave first. Miss Zhujun, we will see you again."

There was a loud noise behind them, and the road they came from collapsed. After the smoke and dust cleared, only the people who came were left looking at each other.

Song Zhujun was a little tired and walked through the crowd to where he lived. Jiang Yingsi followed closely behind without saying a word.

"Ying Si, since you are back, go and see your master. He is still in the secret realm."

Jiang Yingcai turned to look at Taoist Qinghui and responded casually: "I understand, Master Master."

Song Zhujun silently changed direction: "Let's go, let's go to the secret realm first."

"The crown prince of the Yezhu tribe, Hanyuan, has met the goddess of heaven."

"How about it, Mr. Yueqiu, I never say anything without basis. Now, I am going to go to heaven to get back the cold chalcedony. Do you want to go with me?"

"There is a rumor in the heavens that this thing is beneficial to the heaven. I came here for it, how can I hand it over to you again?"

"The Yezhu people have lived in the Kunlun Mountains for generations, but the climate in the mountains is harsh and survival is difficult. If it weren't for the cold chalcedony, the Yezhu people might have become extinct thousands of years ago.

The woman's face was expressionless, and she was about to run away, but was knocked down by Han Yuan, and the cold chalcedony she had just obtained was also submerged into the darkness.

"Who are you?" the goddess asked, describing herself as embarrassed but still full of pride.

Crossing the corridor, Yueqiu saw the messenger from the God Realm.

"What happened next?"

"Did I hear you right? It doesn't sound like a negotiation. As for your behavior, now it seems that it is more appropriate to say it was stealing."

"She knows it. When I was seriously injured and was dragging my breath, and I knelt down to beg her, she never blinked. She probably saw immortals being ruthless, so I often wonder why these people cultivate immortality." At this point.

, Master Huimou laughed at himself.

They were obviously living beings from this world, but in the end they were abandoned by everyone.

Yueqiu turned back to look at Hanyuan: "What's there to regret? It's just that the Heaven Realm borrowed it. With the God Realm in the middle, they won't be able to return it after half a month."

Master Huimu just smiled: "Why do you think I know about Hanyuan's plan and can inform you."

Xiao Fengyu's frown deepened: "As a goddess, doesn't she know the importance of cold chalcedony to your Yezhu clan?"

"Give me."

There was silence all around, and the goddess seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Without saying another word, she turned into a little bit of heaven and fled away.

"Mr. Yueqiu, you are kind in everything and do everything properly. I have nothing to say to you. After all, even my father gave you a little favor. How do you reckon with this situation now?"

"It will be more convenient when the Crown Prince comes. I will take the cold chalcedony."

Hanyuan was helpless: "Mr. Yueqiu really never looks back until he hits the wall."

Hanyuan smiled and said nothing.

Speaking of this, Xiao Fengyu frowned: "So, the goddess went there for Han Jade Marrow in the first place?"

"Mr. Yueqiu is really in a mess. When this woman came here, I told you not to interact with her. Now can it be said that my words have come true?"

"I thought you came here to see our suffering, but I didn't expect you came here to cut off our way of life!"

A long, long time passed, until more than half of the Yezhu people were killed or injured due to the disappearance of the cold chalcedony, and then Yueqiu finally understood Hanyuan's smile at that time.

Being poor means wanting to change, and the Yezhu people have been seeking a better living environment. Until the goddess came, we saw hope for the first time.

Master Huimou smiled, lay on the ground, and spoke slowly.

Song Zhujun also smiled back at him, knowing that Jiang Yingxi already knew what she meant.

As soon as the goddess finished speaking, she heard Hanyuan's smiling words.

Heaven did not keep its promise, and the gods never intervened again.

Yueqiu coughed up a cloud of black gas: "It is my responsibility that the cold chalcedony was almost lost, and I will take the punishment myself."

She still wanted to see the last place Wanwan stayed.

Xiao Fengyu turned to look at him.

Xiao Fengyu squeezed the hilt of the sword and released it again.

Huimu thought about it, and time seemed to spread from this moment to the yellowing past.

"I beg you, please put down the cold chalcedony. If there is no cold chalcedony, I, the Yezhu tribe, will have no way to survive."

After Master Huimu said this, he turned his gaze to the entrance of the secret realm and said no more.

The goddess forced herself to stand up and looked at Hanyuan.

"It's not the dark eyes, it's the Yueqiu."

Yueqiu watched the king respectfully take out the cold chalcedony, and then watched the envoy leave with satisfaction, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Hanyuan's voice sounded unexpectedly, and Mr. Yueqiu finally nodded this time.

How far is the distance from good to evil? If you ask Yueqiu at that time, you will naturally not get the answer, but if you ask him now, he may only think of that distant corridor.

Hanyuan stepped forward and looked at Yueqiu.

Hanyuan took the cold chalcedony in his hand and weighed it: "If the goddess doesn't leave, she won't be able to leave."

"What's the reason for the real person to ask the head of Qinghui to save Miss Mu?" Fu Huaiying tried his best to make his voice light and not so deliberate, but in this way, it became more deliberate.

But the goddess of heaven is not here to save her. She is more willing to save her heavenly lover than cruel, cruel and ambitious aliens like us."

"What happened next?"

"Why, does Mr. Yueqiu have any regrets?"

"Ming Sui, the Gods know that they should not interfere in the affairs of other tribes, but now, the goddess of heaven has been injured by the crown prince of your tribe, and needs to requisition your tribe's sacred object, cold chalcedony. The Gods think that it is extremely important to your tribe, so they specially gave it a magic weapon,

Help you get through the half-month period without cold chalcedony. After half a month, the heaven will return to you."

Huimou nodded, then shook his head.

Jiang Yingsi's lips curled up slightly: "It's good to go and have a look."

Master Huimou nodded and smiled: "She lied to me. She used me to join the Yezhu tribe and seriously injured me, just to borrow my hand to get the cold chalcedony. But Hanyuan found out, so she was seriously injured.

Goddess."

Fu Huaiying's expression changed: "Is it possible that you are also from the Yezhu tribe?"

Fu Huaiying listened enthusiastically and couldn't help but ask questions.

Seeing no one answered, he turned around and saw Jiang Yingsi and Song Zhujun.

"What happened next?" This time it was Jiang Yingsi who opened his mouth.

Master Huimou's eyes were shining with light, and the words rolled in his mouth again and again. Finally, he spoke as if he had made up his mind.

"When we went there, Tiannu's injury had already healed. She also took the cold chalcedony to treat her lover. Hanyuan went up and took away the cold chalcedony, severely injuring Tiannu again. Later, I heard that Tiannu

Qingxian died, and the sky

The girl was bedridden. Soon, she heard that the celestial maiden had passed away and her body was dead. The long battle began from that time. Later, the Yezhu clan was sealed, and this matter came to an end.

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