I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 1

"Following Xiao Fengyu's final slash with his sword, Feng Yuan actually laughed. At that moment, the heads of the six sects joined forces to strike.

Before the landslide, Xiao Fengyu saw a relieved Feng Yuan close his eyes in the smoke and dust, and fell into the Sea of ​​Rebirth together with thousands of monsters.

After a long time, Xiao Fengyu looked at the green smoke rising from the sea of ​​past lives, and the tears in his eyes finally hit the ground.

This protracted battle between good and evil has finally come to an end.

It's just that there will be no more Fengyuan in the world.

There will be no devil who stirs up chaos in the world.

Not to mention his most glorious senior brother. "

Mu Wanwan stopped her hand that was typing, stretched her waist, and sighed.

I was planning to write again, but I have no more thoughts.

She set the book to finish step by step, got up and picked up her bag and went out.

"Hello, Kongjie Office, what kind of business do you want to handle?"

Mu Wanwan took out various documents from her bag before she said, "I want to register for death."

"Okay, please show your ID card, birth certificate, posthumous photo, suicide note, and family relationship."

Mu Wanwan pushed all the things out into it.

"Okay, it's being processed for you."

"Sorry, the system shows that you are an unregistered writer. Please go to the lobby to complete the author verification."

Mu Wanwan's eyes finally fluctuated.

"Can you not finish it?"

Her hoarse voice came out, and she was startled.

"Sorry, it's not possible. According to the regulations, all writers in the air world must be registered."

"Does it count as an amateur?"

"Yes."

Mu Wanwan was a little helpless. She originally thought that the registration of death did not need to verify the author's identity.

"I'm dealing with death registration."

"Sorry, this is a necessary process."

Mu Wanwan felt helpless, Kongjie has a set of rules for everything, especially for writers.

In this world where even death requires layers of approval, Mu Wanwan chose the most demanding writer as a side job.

It's just that in the past seven years, Mu Wanwan has written many novels, but none of them have really made it out of the circle.This made her feel frustrated and gradually realized how ridiculous her dream was.

After making a death plan for herself, she still decided to finish writing the last book.

Think of it as the end of my dream.

It's just that I can't let go anymore, and I don't know how to continue, so I really can't give "Wind Language Jue" a perfect ending.

"Hello."

His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Kongjie is committed to perfecting the construction of the text world, so every author has a chance to enter his own work before he dies. Do you accept this opportunity?"

Mu Wanwan was very afraid of trouble, but at this moment when she was about to die, she suddenly felt that it would not be a bad thing if she went to the book for a while.

She pressed "Yes" slowly.

"Okay, the program has been established. Please enter the books you want to go to."

""Wind Words Jue""

"Please enter the character you want to approach."

"Feng Yuan."

"Okay, the program has been established. You will enter the program before April 223, 4 in the space calendar, please make relevant preparations."

"I want to ask, is the time and place of entry fixed?"

"Sorry, because this is a randomly generated character, so the time and place are not fixed. And since your character is not in the original book, you can only watch and cannot intervene to change."

"Then what if I want to change?"

"I advise you not to do this kind of behavior. The consequences are very serious. This is your death registration form. After you come back from the book, fill in the relevant information and it will take effect immediately. Looking forward to your next visit."

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help smiling.

"Thank you. But even if there is a next time, you probably don't expect to see me."

Putting the things into the bag, Mu Wanwan looked at the phone.

April 223, 4 in the space calendar.

Even the time to leave is so tight.

It was rare to go home in the afternoon, and Mu Wanwan took a look at the place where she lived. It was a small room with plenty of sunlight, but she couldn't dispel the coldness in her heart.

She walked into the bedroom slowly, took out the diary, opened the first page and crossed out the last item.

Try to live to be 35 years old.

Then he took out the letter paper and wrote a long letter.

How long is it?About as long as dusk to late night.

The lamp on the table reflected Mu Wanwan's face, the pale complexion was in stark contrast to the dark pupils.

She felt tired, so she just lay down on the table and fell asleep too.

She had a dream, a long, long time ago.

Dreaming that her heart hurts and her eyes are sore.

Sitting up abruptly, what I looked up was a full moon hanging high, and a few crows were standing on the dead branches.

As soon as she reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she heard someone beside her shouting loudly.

"Sixth Junior Brother, don't hurt anyone!"

Following the sound, a man in white was stumbling forward.

Before Mu Wanwan even thought about it, she suddenly saw a face covered in blood and black lines appearing in front of her eyes.

Her eyes widened in horror.

I could only hear the sound of drawing the sword out of its sheath, and before I had time to think about it, I felt a warm feeling coming from my face.But after a while, the tears mixed with it slowly cooled down and dripped to the ground.

This was the first time Mu Wanwan felt the process of blood changing from warm to cold so clearly.

The thing that might still be called a human fell down in front of him like that.

Mu Wanwan didn't dare to blink, but silently clenched her fists, trying to recover some sanity from the pain.

A woman in white came galloping over, and said:
"Feng Yuan, why did you kill my sixth brother?"

"It is urgent to follow the right."

The voice in the ear was mixed with the strong smell of blood in the air, even colder than the night, Mu Wanwan shivered.

The people around him didn't speak any more, they turned and retreated.

The woman in white came forward and wiped Mu Wanwan's face with a handkerchief.

"My name is Song Zhujun, and I'm a doctor from the Cangshan School. Don't be afraid. That person just now won't hurt you anymore."

Listening to Song Zhujun's sad voice forcibly comforting herself, Mu Wanwan finally let go of her clenched fist.

"Okay, wipe it clean. It's still a bit messy here, you and I go and wait."

Mu Wanwan looked at Song Zhujun who was holding her hand in front of her, and had mixed feelings for a while.

Her fear slowly dissipated when she heard the phrase "Fengyuan", replaced by a confusion that she had never had before.

She suddenly began to think about a question that she should have thought about long ago, why this book and why Fengyuan.

But no one answered her, only Feng Yuan walked towards her step by step.

He was dressed in black, blending with the cold night, his face was colder than the night.

But it is undeniable that Feng Yuan has a good skin.

Even though Mu Wanwan knew what kind of heart was hidden behind her face, she couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment.

Mu Wanwan kept looking at him like this, and of course when he blinked, he also saw a small red mole on Feng Yuan's upper eyelid.

That was the most unique sign she gave Feng Yuan, and it was also the source of all Feng Yuan's pain.

"Why are you here?"

"Did I say I passed by the senior brother's letter?"

When Mu Wanwan heard the first half of the sentence, she still felt that she was talking to her.It wasn't until a clear youthful voice came from behind that he realized it, and hurriedly backed away.

"Uncle Master asked you to go to Lanying, but you are now in Yunzhou. The former is in the south, and the latter is in the north. How did you pass by?"

"Senior Brother, Lanying said it was a water ghost. The Qilin Sect and Qingyin Pavilion's lairs are there, can you beat it? Didn't I think that the monster in Yunzhou is more powerful, so I came to help you?"

"More than that."

"Oh, brother, why is it unnecessary? This is obviously my deep love for you."

Mu Wanwan turned her head to look at the flattering young man.

That man's face is clear and handsome. If Feng Yuan is a brightly colored peony, then this man is a pale landscape painting.

Even with such greasy words in his mouth, his whole body is still filled with elegance.

A red tear mole in the corner of the eye adds bright colors to this landscape painting.

Yes.

Xiao Fengyu.

"You want to be thrown out by me?"

Indifferent words came from the side.

"Don't dare! The senior brother agreed with me to stay here, right?"

Feng Yuan didn't answer him, but instead looked at Mu Wanwan.

"There are many disasters in Yunzhou now, why is the girl here late at night?"

"It's just a coincidence."

Mu Wanwan's voice was still hoarse after waking up.

"The girl's coincidence is too coincidental."

Mu Wanwan watched as Feng Yuan leaned against a nearby tree, slowly picked up the sword and played with Jiansui, as if the question just now was just a waste of time.

But Mu Wanwan knew that Feng Yuan never asked unnecessary questions, he was just waiting for her to answer.

Mu Wanwan thought that she could get off to a good start, but this situation is not necessarily so.In fact, she also had guesses, after all, in the first so many years of her life, nothing went well.

It's just that she didn't expect such a scene when they first met.

She slowly moved towards Fengyuan.

"It's a coincidence, but it's not true. I was thrown here."

"Ah? Who would throw people in this wilderness in the middle of the night? What's more, Yunzhou has not been peaceful recently."

Song Zhujun spoke suddenly, and Mu Wanwan looked at her and smiled slightly.

"My name is Mu Wanwan. I'm an orphan. I grew up in Cangzhou. A few days ago, a big man came to Cangzhou and said he could make us money, so I followed him. I didn't expect this man to sell us. Me and the buyer I passed through Yunzhou a few days ago, but my old illness relapsed on the way, and the buyer was afraid, so he left me here. I didn’t know why I passed out, and when I woke up, "

"This is too pitiful."

"Humph."

As soon as Song Zhujun finished speaking, he heard a cold snort beside him.

"Feng Yuan, what are you humming? You just killed the disciples of our sect without our sect's consent, and I haven't settled with you yet."

"You are always welcome."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yuan raised his sword and walked away.

"Hey, I won't fight with you today." Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the disciple beside him. "Huh? Why are you stopping me?"

"Senior Sister, that's Feng Yuan! We can't beat it."

"Yes, yes."

"Senior Sister calm down."

Mu Wanwan walked away slowly, away from the noise over there.

She knew that Feng Yuan didn't believe her.

　The content will basically be revised the next day. It is recommended that the babies who read the book come after twelve noon the next day.Thank you for the recommendation ticket OVO
　　


(End of this chapter)