I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 33 Symbiosis (1)

Feng Yuan walked out after her. Su Hu was still talking with everyone beside her, but Mu Wanwan could no longer hear her.

Zhang Yunzhi, the patriarch of Lingshan, is the ceiling of combat power in the early stage of this book.

Everyone guessed that he had become a fairy.

This is indeed the case.

But now it's just a Nightmare, and he went out in person.

Mu Wanwan didn't know why, but her intuition was that it was related to program repair.

Feng Yuan followed the ancestor and entered his room.

Before the ancestor could speak, he knelt down flatly.

"Master."

Patriarch Lingshan stroked his beard and sighed.

"That's how you save people? Can you save yourself? I can't say that in front of that girl, but how can you make yourself like this?"

Feng Yuan bowed his head and did not speak.

"You said that you cultivated to save people. I saw that your eyes were firm, and you didn't seem to be lying, so I agreed to accept you as a disciple. Although you have been placed under the name of my great disciple, in the end I am your preacher." The master who taught you. Seeing that you have lost all your cultivation, why don't you feel sad for being a teacher."

Feng Yuan lowered his head: "Master, this disciple really knows his mistake."

After speaking, Feng Yuan fainted.

It is true that Feng Yuan came back to save people, but the price was his life, the painful backlash.

And the only reason why he hid well these years is that no one who needs his rescue has appeared.

But now it's nothing more than showing up one after another, and everyone is worried.

What's more, now that Feng Yuan has already hollowed out his body, coupled with the frequent backlash, he actually can't last long.

Patriarch Lingshan saw Feng Yuan fainted, so he didn't have the heart to admonish him.

Feng Yuan was the last and youngest apprentice he took before he became a fairy.

What's more, his cultivation talent is also very high, even more than he was back then.After him, he is the most likely disciple of Taiyan Palace to become an immortal.

More importantly, he has a heart to help the world and save others.

He will always remember the scene when Feng Yuan threw himself at his feet covered in blood when he was ten years old.

The little boy was seriously injured, and he was still dying, but his eyes did not lose their light.His breath was weak but he still said, "Master save me, I want to save people." '

The cold-hearted sword repairer felt endless anger for the first time, and killed all the monsters who chased him down.

saved the child.

In more than ten years, the young man at that time became tall and tall, from that miserable little beggar to the eldest disciple of Taiyan Palace who is now in charge.

He watched Feng Yuan approaching step by step, knowing how much Feng Yuan had suffered and suffered.But now it's been less than a month since he came out, not to mention his spiritual power is exhausted, even his body has become extremely weak.

He put Feng Yuan on the bed, and used his spiritual power to help Feng Yuan warm and nourish his blood.

After about an hour, Patriarch Lingshan came out with sweat on his face.

He kept walking, turned around and walked towards Mu Wanwan's room.

He was reluctant to blame Feng Yuan, but he was willing to blame Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan was still thinking about the purpose of Patriarch Ling Shan's visit when she heard someone knock on the door.

"Who?"

An old voice came, and Mu Wanwan turned over and hurried to open the door.

"Why did the ancestor come here?"

The visitor didn't look very kind to her, and Mu Wanwan wasn't angry, but just welcomed him into the room respectfully.

Ancestor Ling Shan inspected the house and finally sat down at the table.

Looking at the tea set on the table: "Do you also like tea?"

Mu Wanwan came over and smiled: "I used to like it, but this is not mine. This is brought by Feng Yuan. He seems to like drinking tea very much."

Patriarch Lingshan smiled: "Yes, he likes it very much. I don't know why a ten-year-old child is so mature to drink tea every day? I asked him before, and he told me that when he drinks sweet , he is alive. I don't know where he got the fallacy."

Mu Wanwan poured a cup of tea for Patriarch Lingshan, and said to herself, "It should be someone very important to him, after all, he is not the kind of person who will listen to what others say."

The old ancestor just took a sip of his tea and didn't answer.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Nightmare is now a problem. Yesterday, I got an order from the heavens to help you eradicate this demon. But the envoy of the heavens gave me something and asked me to give it to you. How can you, a mere mortal, be favored by the heavens?"

Mu Wanwan took it, it was a top-quality jade carved hollow lotus flower earring, gorgeous and delicate.

"You are a fairy, I will not hide it from you. I am the creator of this world, including you, I created it. But today's story is no longer under my control. I am afraid that the purpose of your coming here is not only the nightmare, but also There must be Lanying's water ghost."

Ancestor Lingshan was one of the immortals after all, the expression on his face was not very surprised.

He just opened his mouth slowly: "That's true. I was still thinking about why the Celestial Envoy specifically asked me to discuss something with you after I came here."

"Because they asked you to help, to help me change the whole world back to how it was originally set."

Ancestor Lingshan spoke very calmly: "But will the things that have changed really not have any impact due to the intervention of the heavens?"

"At least the trajectory after that will come back."

Mu Wanwan knew very well that even if the following trajectory followed the trajectory, what happened before would more or less affect the next direction.

Other things in this world may be controllable, but the human heart is the biggest variable.

And what she can do now is to restore the original work as much as possible.

The tea in the cup was exhausted, and Mu Wanwan was still biting the rim of the cup.

"Since you are the Creator, then you must know. Nightmare has no entity. Now if you want to destroy it, you can only imprison it in the human body. Although the old man can destroy it, I don't know how this human body will feel."

Mu Wanwan looked at Patriarch Ling Shan.

"Then let me go, just treat it as my experiment in death."

Ancestor Lingshan was shocked by Mu Wanwan's straightforwardness, and then became angry again.

"My grandson saved you with his life, so you don't take your own life seriously?"

Mu Wanwan looked at the suddenly angry Patriarch Lingshan and gradually figured out why he looked so bad at her.

It is not true that the heavens asked him, a god, to discuss things with her, a mortal, but it is true that his disciples have received so much training from her, and they came here to make trouble.

"The ancestor said this method, isn't it just for my promise?"

Patriarch Lingshan put the teacup in his hand on the table heavily.

"I made this plan, but you agreed so quickly, I really feel sorry for my grandson. Originally, I came to trouble you because of my disciple, and I thought of this method to make you suffer. Originally, I thought it was a You will die if you don’t pay attention, and you plan to make peace with you, you agree so easily, it makes me feel that my disciple is very worthless!"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "I'll save you some saliva. You won't let me die, I know."

Patriarch Lingshan let out a 'hum'.

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Now that we have the solution, when is the right time, let's get rid of the Nightmare and go to Lanying."

Patriarch Lingshan looked at the sky: "It's still early."

(End of this chapter)