I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 21 (11)

"Feng Yuan?"

Mu Wanwan called out, but no one answered.

There was only a sound of chaotic footsteps, and the room returned to calm after a while.

"Miss Mu, this is the Huiyuan Pill I carried with me. Mr. Feng didn't give it to you, but gave it back to me. I know that this situation is caused by my insistence on not going to save you. I hope you can forgive me for this." One lapse in judgment. I will never do it again."

Mu Wanwan herself was indifferent, she knew that she was a stranger to them.It can only be considered normal to be treated like this by Fu Huaiying.

After all, what kind of friendship can be regarded as friendship after only a few days of acquaintance.

She just said calmly: "Young Master Fu, you don't have to blame yourself, but this elixir is precious, so I won't accept it." After thinking about it, she asked again: "What happened to Feng Yuan just now?"

Fu Huaiying looked into Mu Wanwan's empty eyes: "Mr. Feng seems to have suffered a serious injury. It's okay to suddenly vomit blood and pass out just now. But I found that he is only at the Qi training stage now. Mr. Feng became famous at a young age. Qingqing is a role model for my generation, and now she is at least at the Golden Core stage, how could it happen overnight."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Wanwan.

"Young Master Fu, do you still count what Huiyuan Pill gave me?"

Fu Huaiying put the box in her hand beside Mu Wanwan's pillow.

Mu Wanwan smiled at him: "Thank you Mr. Fu."

"Miss Mu is polite."

Mu Wanwan didn't want to say any more.

Fu Huaiying also saw Mu Wanwan's exhaustion, so she didn't stay any longer, and even closed the door for Mu Wanwan when she left.

Mu Wanwan couldn't be calm for a long time.

Facing mortals being arrested with dignity, she has the attitude of letting them live and die.

And her villain faced a dying mortal, but he traded his life for it.

What Feng Yuan did, others don't know, how could she not know?
Yiming, Yiming!

With [-]% cultivation as a guide, add half of your own blood, chant the mantra of changing life, and exchange life for life.Often the recipient lives and the performer dies.

Feng Yuan is very fateful and is still alive.

Just how long can he live in his current condition?
Mu Wanwan opened her eyes and looked at the curtain of the bed, cold sweat slowly oozing from her forehead.

She herself is extremely sensitive to pain, and she didn't know why she didn't feel that much pain when she first woke up.But time passed little by little, and the pain gradually manifested, and she was in so much pain that she could not speak now.

The physical pain keeps her awake all the time, but the more she is awake, the more she will think of Feng Yuan.

Does he hurt?Will something happen to him?How is he now?

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth to the point of breaking, but the pain could not be relieved at all.

She wanted to cry and scream out loud, to vent her pain.But with so many people in Fufu, how can he disturb others' cleanliness?
Tears flowed down, cold sweat flowed like water, Mu Wanwan bit the brocade quilt, and passed out from the pain.

When she woke up again, it was already night, and Mu Wanwan's eyes were completely dark.

It started to hurt again, she sobbed softly, but suddenly saw a faint light appearing in front of her eyes.

"you're awake?"

It was Feng Yuan's voice.

Mu Wanwan felt a puff of air stuck in her chest, which made it extremely difficult for her to speak, and even her breathing became difficult.

He could only reluctantly nod his head.

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan's face full of tears, and reached out to touch her quilt again.

"Afraid of pain?"

At this moment, Mu Wanwan's heart felt as if it had been hit by something sharp. A sore feeling spread from there, her nose sore, and tears gushed out like a fountain.

She nodded.

Feng Yuan pulled out an ugly smile, and the fishy sweetness in his throat seemed to come up again.He knew that Mu Wanwan couldn't see clearly now, so he turned around and took out the handkerchief, spat out the blood before speaking.

"Useless stuff. I only went out for a day, and you made yourself like this. Now I feel pain, and I don't even dare to cry. If you want to cry, cry loudly, if you want to cry, cry loudly. Now you are so restrained Come on, there is a blockage in your throat, and sooner or later you will be blocked."

Mu Wanwan lay there quietly and listened to Feng Yuan's nagging. Although the words were not pleasant as always, every word and every word was full of concern.

Before Mu Wanwan could react, Feng Yuan waved his sleeves.

"Sound-proof enchantment, now you can cry out loud when it hurts."

When Mu Wanwan heard these words, she couldn't bear to cry anymore.

"You" she felt a lump in her throat. "Your cultivation has dropped"

Before she finished speaking, Feng Yuan already knew what she meant.

"What kind of cultivation can a barrier require?"

While talking, he reached out and pressed Mu Wanwan's wound.

Mu Wanwan couldn't bear it any longer, she immediately cried out.

Immediately Mu Wanwan heard Feng Yuan say: "This is not a waste of my cultivation."

Mu Wanwan's crying continued for several hours, until she couldn't cry anymore, only shed tears.

Feng Yuan looked at her pitifully, and conveniently sealed her pain.

He got up and looked at the gray sky outside the window.

There must have been a lot of people awake last night.He casually picked up the overnight tea in his hand, drank the cold water, and he became much more awake.

The most difficult thing in this world is his own conscience. He doesn't have a conscience, but it doesn't mean that others don't.

It is true that he set up a sound-proof barrier last night, but now that he is practicing Qi, he can only ensure that mortals and immortals in the Qi training period cannot hear him.

All of them are self-reliant and listen to all directions, so they must have heard the wailing cry last night.

This is the one they took out and the one they failed to reach out to.

Before Feng Yuan could get back his thoughts, he heard a soft sound behind him.

Feng Yuan turned his head and saw Mu Wanwan staring at him with wide eyes.

"This is the Huiyuan Pill brought by Fu Huaiying. You need it very much now."

Feng Yuan's eyes flashed.

"You have lost a lot of blood now, not to mention the broken bones in your legs, and the tendons in your hands are also broken. This time Yuan Dan will be more beneficial to you."

Mu Wanwan lowered her eyes: "It doesn't matter, it's just a crippled body. But if you don't use it, the condition in your body will not be repaired for a long time, and your cultivation will gradually dissipate, and you won't be able to survive when it reaches the end."

Mu Wanwan seemed to hear Feng Yuan laughing at herself.

"I am the villain in your novel. If I die, won't you be free?"

Mu Wanwan looked up at him: "But Fengyuan shouldn't die like this."

"I understand."

After speaking, Feng Yuan stuffed the elixir into his mouth.

"I will follow your arrangement, walk all the roads you need me to take, and kill all the people you ask me to kill. Until I die in the sea of ​​life."

After saying this, Feng Yuan walked out the door.

Mu Wanwan began to lose her mind.

It's not because I want to think about everything about Feng Yuan, but the answer popped up in my mind after Feng Yuan's question was uttered.

It's not that Feng Yuan shouldn't die like this, but that she doesn't want Feng Yuan to die.

But the affairs of the world cannot be controlled at all, how can she grab something if she is reluctant to part with it?

Feng Yuan's ending is already doomed, and she is also doomed to be a bystander.

(End of this chapter)