I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 313 Nightmare

Hanyuan tried to unlock the restrictions on the Qiankun Bag, but failed.

In a fit of anger, he used all his strength, the Qiankun bag broke into pieces, and the contents fell to the ground.

Hanyuan frowned.

There were elixirs that made his throat feel bitter, incense that made him dizzy after smelling it, and even fruits that were already moldy. In addition to these, there was also a pair of thorn bracelets, a mink fur spiritual garment, and a golden strip.

A chain, a jade pendant broken into several pieces, and a jade earring.

Perhaps because of the unique shape of the ear hooks, even Hanyuan took a second look. He just looked at them twice and then threw them on the table.

When Song Lanjun came in again, Hanyuan had just used his kung fu to cover the spiritual spell again.

Hearing the sound, Chanyuan raised his eyes lazily.

"What's up?"

Song Lanjun bowed his head obediently.

"I don't know what secret technique Taiyan Palace used to seal the secret realm. Only a few people from the Yezhu tribe took advantage of the chaos and found this place by following the breath. I placed them in the Moon Dew Palace. You need

Summoned?"

But it didn't make any sense anymore. The constant struggle made her exhausted physically and mentally.

But the person in front of her was moody, and who knew if she would be slapped twice again in the next second.

Hanyuan smiled nonchalantly: "That's not mine, that's hers. Those things from the God Clan, I don't know what they used to make such a disgusting thing. They destroyed it but couldn't destroy it. I was still upset after seeing it.

, you can take it off, keep it, or throw it away, but don’t let me see it."

Xiao Fengyuan closed his eyes and smiled.

"Young Master Xiao can come again next time, and Lan Jun will definitely not disturb you again."

How is it like her, who went through it over and over again, tried and made mistakes over and over again, and finally put everything on Song Zhujun, and finally got everything Song Zhujun once had.

In the endless dark night, whose hand was cold and full of hostility, reached for her shoulder.

She turned around blankly and saw a face with cracked skin and bloody flesh.

A sneer came from behind her. Song Lanjun turned around, and at the corner of the wall, a familiar shadow slowly emerged.

So she indulged herself and joined forces with the man behind the scenes.

If Hanyuan discovers it, he and the founding father will probably end up with the same fate.

Compared to her sister who "pretends" to be weak and kind and her parents who are partial and partial, those monsters are like the sun, making her feel warm.

Although she was thinking this, she put the ear hook under the pillow and closed her eyes again in the dark night.

It was a mistake, she didn't need to look back.

However, Song Zhujun only has the memory of her previous life, so she feels that she, Song Lanjun, enjoys all the favoritism.

Just because she needs a big enough disaster to frame Song Zhujun and make Song Zhujun abandoned by her parents, so that she can get the things she longs for.

"That's not what you called me before."

She doesn't need to look back!

There was a flash of light on his chest, Song Lanjun took out his earrings and laughed at himself.

They were very good to her, from the beginning.

Song Lanjun woke up from his bed. There was no one in the huge half maple lotus. The shadows of the trees were blown by the wind, like monsters with teeth and claws.

Xiao Fengyuan stretched out his hand and covered it with gloves, but it could still be seen that his fingers were a little shorter.

The catastrophe of Taiyan Palace was about to begin, and all the disciples were exhausted physically and mentally. So when Xiao Feng arrived from far away, the mountain was completely dark.

"Why haven't I seen you go to bed so early before?"

"I suddenly felt that that thing is quite suitable for you, so I'll give it to you."

"Let them rest. I don't want to see those useless trash now."

The wind in the demon world is stronger than before.

Everyone feels sorry for Song Zhujun's situation and experience, but no one has ever felt sorry for her.

Obviously his soul is in this body, but this body no longer belongs only to his soul.

She shook her head, slowly stretched out her hand, and took away the earhook on the desk. She stuffed the earhook into her clothes as if she was very obedient.

The night is as cold as water and the wind is raging.

"Master, that is your thing."

The realm of the demon clan under the Beast Control Sect is always dark. Song Lanjun retreated and looked at the "heaven" that everyone in the demon world had seen thousands of times.

After a while, she felt wet on her back.

"call."

The fine sand covered his shoes, Xiao Fengyuan reached out to brush it away, and then he realized how ridiculous he was now.

As he spoke, he pointed at the earrings he threw aside.

Xiao Fengyuan didn't say anything. He looked at Song Lanjun's back and shook his head.

The two lines of footprints stretched out and were soon covered by wind and sand. Xiao Fengyuan pulled the hood on his head and stepped out of the realm of the demon clan.

Xiao Fengyuan seemed to be seriously thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"I'm not here to chat with my former subordinates, but I just happened to come over to see our king. It's not the right time, so you go in first."

He never thought about what would happen if the Yezhu tribesman in his body left. Now...

Song Zhujun was very disappointed. She had seen those earrings before. Mu Wanwan wore them in Lanying at that time.

He hasn't really seen that person yet, and he hasn't asked her yet...how she could become like this.

Hanyuan looked at Song Lanjun from top to bottom before speaking slowly.

Although she was extremely disgusted, she still kept it in her heart. No wonder she couldn't sleep well at night.

"Master Xiao."

"What do you call me if you don't call me Young Master Xiao? Your Majesty? I don't dare to call you now. Or is it that Young Master Xiao actually comes to chat with me?"

He mumbled inadvertently, without stopping.

All her attachments in the human world were gathered in the demon world, but even this little bit was cut off by her own hands.

The journey was too long for her to distinguish between love and hate, nor between grudges and grudges.

Song Lanjun didn't want to say anything more and walked away.

After saying this, Hanyuan stood up, walked around the throne, and entered the inner hall.

A long time ago, Song Zhujun was not a child who was isolated and unloved by her parents. On the contrary, everything she was going through now was her fault, Song Lanjun.

Song Lanjun leaned down and bowed, and after a long time he raised his head and looked at the empty throne.

Those things that happened many, many years ago came to her again.

After a long time, Xiao Fengyuan exhaled a breath of turbid air.

She remembered that she had been here many years ago. At that time, the place was still full of monsters, and the person sitting on the throne was still the monster king from that time.

Song Lanjun glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.

But even if she got everything she had ever dreamed of, she still became cold and distant because she saw through the ugliness in it.

Song Lanjun sat up and slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When passing by Liuyun Peak, I couldn't help but take a second look. When I saw the barrier, my mind moved slightly.

Logically speaking, he can be considered dead. Is his consciousness still inside?

Probably not. After all, his body and everything about him have been stolen. Even if there is, it is not him anymore.

The top of the tree is slightly bent, but the person who was about to leave did not leave.

(End of chapter)