I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 320 Returning Together

"You should ask her about this. My name is not Song Lanjun. Originally, you and this medical practitioner knew each other, and I planned to be merciful and let you talk again, but now I have changed my mind."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fengyuan took action.

Xiao Liu's blood spattered on his face, and he raised his head and looked at Song Zhujun.

Song Zhujun was stunned.

No one noticed that Xiao Liu was talking silently on the ground.

He asked her not to bow to Hanyuan. He said that he was not afraid of death. He said...

——Senior sister, we will be classmates in the next life.

Xiao Fengyuan's voice came unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, but this is the task that Hanyuan gave me. Originally, your sister should have carried it out personally, but your sister said that this one is not enough, which means that she must recruit more medical cultivators."

Song Zhujun was already on the verge of collapse, but now she saw Xiao Liu, whom she had watched grow up, die in front of her, and she couldn't hold back at all.

Xiao Fengyuan was stunned on the spot. Regarding Cuiwu, his memory stayed at the time when they first met, which was probably a thousand years ago.

"Second Senior Brother, oh, no! Second Senior Brother, you have fallen into this situation, so you should save your energy and shut up! The thing that bothers me the most in Taiyan Palace is you, that is, you were not in front of me two hundred years ago.

, if you were here, you would die together with the master."

"I don't like to tell the truth, but I will occasionally say a few words when I'm in a good mood. My black fire was dug out from the depths of the netherworld, and the burned corpse will never be reincarnated."

Song Zhujun's thank you only had a little tone, and Xiao Fengyuan spoke coldly.

Jing Shen was also stunned by the question and was completely speechless.

Jing Shen looked at him: "You just thought I was in a trance. You have paralyzed me for two hundred years, and you actually forgot what kind of person you are."

Everyone's life is the same, no one is more precious than anyone else, but they died so easily.

"What should I do? Or what are you going to ask me to do for you?"

Jing Shen lowered his head simply because what Xiao Fengyuan said was indeed her idea.

Now only by watching them rot little by little, Song Zhujun can get half relief from the heavy guilt.

"I asked Third Senior Sister why you said something about my good nature when we last met. I thought you wanted to persuade me to turn back, but I didn't expect that I had lived a stable life for too long."

Obviously as long as he agrees, so many people will not die...but...

He had been in Taiyan Palace for so many years and had been taken care of by that good man, but...

Jing Shen didn't say anything, and Xiao Fengyuan continued: "Let's talk about whether I am bad or not. As for the things I have done, if you mention just one thing, there will be no way for me to turn back. You claim to be on the right path, but in the end you have never changed your ways.

I won't give you a chance. Fortunately, I don't want it either, otherwise I don't know how much training I would have to endure. Think about it, you people in the right way are really pathetic. You are disciplined by dogma and can't indulge occasionally. It's better to be a devil.

, do whatever you want."

"What's wrong? Third Senior Sister asked someone to help her speak, but she only spoke half of it?"

"Junior Brother Cuiwu is here, can you help us..."

Jing Shen sighed: "The reason why people are human is that they can restrain themselves by their own rules. If you are a person and do things based on instinct, what is the difference between you and the jackal?"

There was no sound of wind in Stranglethorn Valley, but everyone heard the whimpering.

Then, walking out from behind Song Abao was a sister she was more familiar with but unfamiliar to, as if she had never really known her before.

Just by gently twirling his fingers, the thorns surrounding them dispersed.

Even though she was exposed, she just felt a pain in her chest. Now that she is an immortal, she should abandon ordinary emotions and put the common people first. Therefore, after foreseeing the crisis, every time she saves more energy, the common people can gain more.

Share hope.

As if thunder struck his ears, Jing Shen looked at Xiao Fengyuan in disbelief.

"Master Xiao."

Ming Zhao opened his mouth to scold, but Xiao Fengyuan silenced him.

Song Abao…

The disciples at the back were not burned by Xiao Fengyuan, so they could be considered safe in the next life.

Jing Shen seemed to look better, but his face was even more tired than before.

Xiao Fengyuan smiled after hearing this.

The daze only lasted for a moment, and then Xiao Fengyuan returned to his previous appearance.

Xiao Fengyuan clapped his hands happily.

Xiao Fengyuan looked at the suddenly depressed Jing Shen, shook his head, raised his hand, and another ball of fire came out. After a while, Xiao Liu was also burned to ashes.

This doesn't mean he will be soft-hearted.

"I'm not a good person to begin with."

Only two new piles of dust in Stranglethorn Vale were removed.

Another half month passed, and Xiao Fengyuan brought a medical practitioner over every day. Every face was familiar to Song Zhujun.

"That's almost it. Sister, how long are you going to persist? You can't complete your plan here."

Xiao Fengyuan laughed loudly, raised his hand and wrapped a ball of blue-light fire around Master Cuiwu. When the flames burned out, Master Cuiwu turned into a handful of ashes and fell straight to the ground.

After hearing these words, Song Zhujun fainted.

"Thanks……"

Ming Zhao couldn't speak, his face turned red from suppressing it, and Xiao Feng looked far into the mirror.

"But senior sister, it's so funny when you say this. You know better than anyone else what kind of spiritual power the fifth senior brother has, but if you think about it carefully, why has he been getting worse and worse for so many days, but you don't feel it? You don't

I really feel that it is so amazing to become an immortal through cultivation.

Right? Besides, when you called me just now, you simply couldn’t bear to use your remaining spiritual power, so you wanted me to help collect the bones of Fifth Senior Brother. If you are so good at disciplining others with morality, how can you feel at ease when it’s your turn?

How about abandoning the morality you talk about?"

"you……"

That was the junior brother she had watched growing up. It was really cruel to let her watch Xiaoliu rotting away day by day and gradually becoming less human.

The sound of footsteps as usual was heard again, and Song Zhujun looked at the person again.

Song Zhujun had only known a few people in the Cangshan sect for so many years, and in the end, they all died in front of her eyes.

She often asked herself, is it worth taking the risk? Is it worth watching so many familiar people die in front of her?

In the end, I couldn't get the answer.

The thorns slowly closed, isolating the three people from the outside world. There was silence all around, as if nothing happened.

——The younger brother of the proud man who lost his life at the beginning of the story.

A most familiar face appeared in front of her.

As if he didn't expect someone to call him at this time, Xiao Fengyuan raised his head and looked at Jing Shen.

Song Zhujun was indeed a little grateful to Xiao Fengyuan.

Xiao Fengyuan said nonchalantly: "Just think that I am in a good mood today, buy one and get one free."

Song Zhujun turned to look at him, with wet tears on his face.

Sometimes he is a fellow disciple of Jiangxiang Hall, and sometimes he is a disciple of Wang Buliuxing.

But Song Zhujun laughed. In order to make this ridiculous plan more credible, she ignored the deaths of so many disciples of the Cangshan Sect.

Obviously he would agree in the end, but so many lives were wasted.

"Do you know what I want to do?" Song Zhujun said weakly.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no wind in the Valley of Thorns, Song Lanjun might have lost her words before she could hear what she was saying.

(End of chapter)