I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 67 Long Years(17)

The rain was still falling, and Mangming came out of the sword.

Looking at the sad master, he couldn't help but said: "I was just injured by a heavy blow, and I haven't come out for a few days to recuperate. Why are you in such a mess now?"

Seeing that its master had no intention of speaking, he looked blankly at Cheng Yan aside.

Chengyan's eyes showed sadness: "It has been almost seventy years since we hid in the tomb. But nothing has changed in this world. Even the massacre of that year has never existed. No one remembers my master.

Except the three of us.”

Mangmang rarely spoke this time and just stood in the rain waiting for him to come to his senses.

On a sunny day, he stood up from the yard and walked around the world with two swords in his arms. Sometimes he would draw a boat and listen to the rain while sleeping, and sometimes the sun would set over the long river.

Finally he returned to the mountain.

The junior brothers and sisters stationed there had all left. He walked in and stroked the familiar table, thinking about the scene of eating together at that time; touching the familiar rocking chair, thinking that at that time she always liked to sit in the rocking chair and watch the sunset.

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He looked through the jacaranda outside the window at the world of fireworks.

Then he sat down by the window. When the moon was at its peak, he suddenly said: "Chengyan, I want to"

The content of this paragraph seems to be an untouchable taboo. Mu Wanwan, who can hear all voices, including the voices of everyone in this illusion, can no longer hear it.

When I regained my hearing, all I heard was one sentence.

"I have sealed Mangmang, please help me take care of it. I will definitely do it."

Mu Wanwan felt baffled, but the next second she felt like she was drifting down again.

Chengyan's voice came: "Is it worth it?"

The man's voice was tired and gentle: "I do."

At the last moment when she left the illusion, Mu Wanwan seemed to see that person's eyes.

It's a pair of very beautiful eyes.

It is also a pair of very familiar eyes.

"Did you see that?"

Chengyan's voice was calm, but it brought Mu Wanwan back to reality.

"I saw it."

Chengyan's eyes were full of shock, but he said vaguely: "I'll just tell you, now you still can't look at me?"

Chengyan quickly calmed down: "Look."

He looked at Chengyan blankly: "Are you crazy! Do you think it's really me your master wants you to see?"

Chengyan lowered his eyebrows and didn't want to say more.

Mu Wanwan said: "Your master asked him to look at you."

Mang Mang sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't believe it. I fought with him through life and death, and even blocked a catastrophe for him. I was seriously injured and was in a coma for nearly a hundred years. What about him? In the end, he sealed me and let me stay in the sword furnace.

For hundreds of years. It was him who abandoned me!"

Mu Wanwan ignored the confused confusion and turned to look at Chengyan: "What did you and him plot on that moonlit night?"

Chengyan raised his eyes and looked at Mu Wanwan. Mu Wanwan instantly felt as if he was frozen. Not only could he not move, but his breathing was also suffocated.

"You don't need to know."

The way he spoke was as rude as the king in the fantasy world.

Mu Wanwan smiled and opened her mouth: "It's not a way to resurrect your master, is it?"

Cheng's cigarette didn't even raise its end, so Mu Wanwan couldn't see the emotion in its eyes.

However, Mang Mang suddenly transformed into a prototype and rushed towards Mu Wanwan.

Upon seeing this, Chengyan quickly transformed into his original form and rushed forward.

"Dai Xiao, don't be ungrateful. I didn't argue with you before, not because I was not strong enough, but because of our friendship over the years. Today, don't even think about stopping me!"

The vast sound was like firecrackers, violent and loud.

"I can stop you once, but I can stop you thousands of times. Today, you can't even think about going any further."

Chengyan is different, Chengyan is as cool as a mountain spring and as cold as the breeze.

Mu Wanwan stood there and watched the excitement. After all, she had seen people beating each other a lot, and sword fighting seemed strange now.

Especially two swords with entangled fates.

Mu Wanwan watched the two swords fighting so hard that even the sparks could splash onto her face, feeling vaguely very dangerous.

Instinctively, she took two steps back. As soon as she found a good place to watch the battle, she saw a blur coming towards her.

"Chengyan, you lose! Our purpose today is not to fight. There will be a day when you will be plotted against me."

Cheng Yan came a step late and watched helplessly as Mang Mang stepped forward and stabbed Mu Wanwan's wrist. Blood spattered out and stained the blade of his sword.

The vast changes were immediate, with red lines appearing on the pitch-black sword, until finally the engraved lotus turned red.

Then he transformed into a vague person: "Chengyan, you lose."

Chengyan's sword was trembling at the moment, and he felt that it would break into pieces in half a moment, but it stopped moving in an instant.

When he transformed again, his pupils had turned golden.

Chengyan, who was looking blankly at his golden eyes, said: "You" sighed after seeing the blood on Chengyan's sword.

"Oh, I made a wedding dress for someone else again."

Chengyan smiled lightly: "Now, I can still keep an eye on you."

Mu Wanwan was about to say something more, but was drawn into darkness.

When she opened her eyes again, she was standing on the long corridor of the sword furnace.

She held Chengyan in her hand, which was emitting a soft white light at the moment.

"Sister Wanwan, what sword did you get?"

After being patted on the shoulder by Su Hu, Mu Wanwan lifted Chengyan up and said, "Chengyan."

There was a lively discussion in the cave for a while.

"Chengyan? Did I hear you right?"

"That is the most mysterious sword in the sword furnace."

"No, I heard from others that there is an evil sword in the sword furnace which is also very mysterious. Have you heard of it?"

"What is an evil sword but not an evil sword? My master said that the most powerful one in the sword furnace is Cheng Yan."

Mu Wanwan didn't say anything as she listened, but Mang Mang, who was hiding in the sea of ​​consciousness, was unhappy.

"Ignorant country bumpkins, I am the most powerful!"

Chengyan's voice followed closely: "Just calm down!"

Mangmang suddenly raised his voice: "Of course you are at ease, you can be held in her hands now! I can only live in the sea of ​​consciousness in frustration!"

Seeing that the two swords were about to quarrel again, Mu Wanwan quickly closed her sea of ​​consciousness.

She used to think that only two people with hot tempers could quarrel. Who knew that now these two, one as hot-tempered and the other as calm as water, could also quarrel fiercely.

The most important thing is that there is a noisy nightmare in her consciousness now, which is really annoying to death.

"Sister Wanwan?"

Mu Wanwan came back to her senses and looked at Su Hu.

"What's wrong?"

Su Hu said: "I just asked you what kind of illusion you entered. You didn't reply to me. It turns out you were distracted."

Mu Wanwan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry. What kind of illusion have you entered?"

Su Hu immediately became stunned: "I have entered a particularly beautiful fantasy world. It is beautiful because I have become the richest man in the world. There is a stone of wealth in the world, and I have only one stone! But it's a bit strange, I

It doesn't hurt that such a rich man is not surrounded by beautiful women."

Mu Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Huaiyu?"

(End of chapter)