I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 88 Feng Yuan

After hearing this, 'Mu Wanwan' turned back and glanced at Feng Yuan.

"Then let's run together."

Anyway, with the magic protection, they just run forward.

The demons pounced on them one after another, but they were not afraid and ran wildly under the night wind.

The moon illuminated their path forward, and the marks of the magic formula on their bodies became increasingly faint.

Seeing Feng Yuan who was about to run out of the woods, 'Mu Wanwan' slowed down.

Feng Yuan looked back at her, and 'Mu Wanwan' smiled: "I don't have the strength anymore. Run quickly. There might be reinforcements outside."

Feng Yuan hesitated several times and sped up.

This time, he didn't dare to look back, for fear that if he did, he would see 'Mu Wanwan' dismembered in front of him.

The moonlight illuminated the pale road ahead, and he finally stepped out of the woods.

The magic formula also expires at this moment.

The demon struck hard and knocked Feng Yuan to the ground.

Wounds of various sizes suddenly began to appear on Feng Yuan's body, and soon his clothes were soaked with blood.

He tried hard to get up, but couldn't find the strength.

Seeing that he was possessed and about to catch him, Mu Wanwan vaguely saw a few familiar shadows.

Feng Yuan didn't know where he got the strength at this moment. He suddenly got up from the ground and ran forward with the last bit of strength in his body.

Until he fell to the ground.

He raised his head and couldn't see clearly what the man looked like, but he just said in a daze: "Master, save me, I want to save people."

Only then did Mu Wanwan see clearly that the person who came had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked about thirty years old. Although his white clothes had been patched a few times, he still couldn't hide his aura of nobility.

"Master, this."

After the man behind him took a step forward, Mu Wanwan began to be shocked.

Who would have thought that this handsome young man is the ancestor Lingshan.

Ancestor Lingshan glanced at the demons in front of him, and those demons stepped back knowingly. However, they were killed by Ancestor Lingshan after they took only a few steps back.

Ancestor Lingshan held Feng Yuan who was lying on the ground in his arms. He didn't care whether Feng Yuan was dirty at all, but his face was full of worry.

"Mingzhao, you and Cui Wu are here to see if there are any other demons. I will take this child to the town first."

After saying this, Yu Jian flew away.

By the time Mu Wanwan stood still again, the surrounding scenery had completely changed.

They seemed to have returned to the original starting point, but the difference was that now, Feng Yuan was staying in an inn.

Feng Yuan is still awake, his face lying on the bed is as pale as paper.

Thanks to Patriarch Lingshan, Feng Yuan's wounds all over his body have been treated and he even wore new clothes.

After another three days, Feng Yuan slowly woke up.

Mu Wanwan found it strange that 'Mu Wanwan' had not appeared for three nights.

She saw 'Mu Wanwan' disappear with her own eyes, but now 'Mu Wanwan' no longer appears.

"Master, he's awake."

The one who spoke was the young Qinghui Taoist.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Lingshan hurried over and took Feng Yuan's hand.

After a long time, he said: "There is no problem."

At this time, Feng Yuan realized that he was in an unfamiliar environment. He suddenly woke up again and even his lips became pale.

"Have you seen a little girl? She looks about the same age as me. Her hand is injured." Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan after hearing this.

Ancestor Lingshan shook his head: "When we went there, you were the only living person there."

Feng Yuan's tears suddenly flowed out.

Mu Wanwan felt sour in her heart when she looked at it.

While sobbing, he said: "Anything that can't run is a lie." Seeing that he kept crying, Patriarch Lingshan could only stretch his hand along Shunfeng Yuan's back.

Feng Yuan cried for a while and suddenly stopped crying.

"She is not a mortal. She may have gone back. I will wait for her in the ruined temple. She will definitely be there."

Ancestor Lingshan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from Feng Yuan's face: "What's her name? I asked them to keep an eye out for you when they go out."

Feng Yuan raised his head and whispered: "Her name is Mu Wanwan."

Ancestor Lingshan touched his head: "Okay, I'll ask them to help you find it. What about you? What's your name?"

Feng Yuan's mood gradually calmed down at this moment, and he said: "My name is Feng Yuan, the phoenix of Phoenix, the far distance."

Master Ming Zhao recited Feng Yuan's name several times in his mouth, and then suddenly said: "It is very similar to Feng Yu's name." After saying this, he pulled Xiao Feng Yu out from behind.

"This is the young master of the Xiao family. His name is Xiao Fengyu. He is seven years old this year."

When Xiao Fengyu was a child, he was different from what he is now. He looked like a meat ball when he stood in front of Ming Zhao. His fair and tender face was in sharp contrast to Feng Yuan's thin and yellow face.

Feng Yuan tilted her head and looked at him: "What a coincidence, he also has a small mole next to his eye."

Ancestor Lingshan turned around and saw a small mole under Xiao Fengyu's eyes.

Feng Yuan closed his eyes: "Mine is here."

Ancestor Lingshan smiled when he saw this, and took the chestnut cake just brought from Cui Wu's hand.

"Eat this."

Feng Yuan stretched out his hand tremblingly and took one carefully. He didn't even dare to eat more, but just bit a little bit of the tip.

Xiao Fengyu stepped forward, picked up a piece of chestnut cake, and took a big bite.

Feng Yuan looked at him. Xiao Fengyu swallowed the chestnut cake and said, "Look! Eat it like this! There are so many here, enough for the two of us! Don't be reluctant to part with it!"

After saying that, he picked up a piece of chestnut cake and handed it to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan saw that Xiao Fengyu's hand was still raised, and he smiled reluctantly, ate the pastry in big gulps, and took the piece from Xiao Fengyu's hand.

Xiao Fengyu's eyes narrowed into a thin line at this moment: "Uncle Cuiwu, it's delicious!"

That day was probably the warmest day in Feng Yuan's life. At least he was not bullied or looked down upon by anyone.

But one day, everyone in Taiyan Palace went to patrol the streets, and Feng Yuan sneaked out.

He wandered along the familiar streets until he entered the ruined temple.

There he waited from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn.

There was no sign of anyone waiting.

‘Mu Wanwan’ disappeared as if she had never been there.

He stood up, took one last look at the portrait, bowed, and walked out.

After taking only two steps, I met those gangsters again.

The fire that day was so big that it burned away those young people who were abused to death. But those who deserved to die and were punished are still living a prosperous life today.

Perhaps Fengyuan had been cleaned up, and the gangsters didn't recognize him for a while.

After he passed by, he shouted belatedly: "Stop!"

Those wretched eyes looked at Feng Yuan from top to bottom, and then revealed a mouth of yellow teeth.

"The fire that day didn't burn you to death, and I don't know which financial sponsor it was. Now the tidying up is getting brighter. Do you have to thank my brother for sending you to die, eh?" As he said this, he stretched out his hand and thought.

To hook Fengyuan's chin.

Feng Yuan gave him a cold look: "Respect yourself."

After saying this, the gangster not only did not stop, but intensified.

"Self-respect? Do you respect yourself now?" Seeing him laughing more and more crazily, Feng Yuan was furious. When he was about to take action, he was stopped by his sword.

(End of chapter)