Chapter 21 Clues (11)

"Fengyuan?"

Mu Wanwan shouted but no one answered.

Only a mess of footsteps could be heard, and after a moment the room returned to peace.

"Miss Mu, this is the Return Yuandan I carried with me. Young Master Feng didn't use it for you, and I gave it back to me. I know very well that this situation is caused by my unyielding actions and not saving you. I hope you can forgive my mistake in judgment this time. I will never do such a thing again."

Mu Wanwan herself actually doesn't matter. She knows that she is a stranger to them. Being treated like this can only be considered ordinary.

After all, what kind of love can only be considered a love relationship if we know each other for a few days?

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

Fu Huaiying looked at Mu Wanwan's empty eyes: "Young Master Feng seems to have suffered a serious injury. It's okay if he suddenly vomits blood and faints. But I found that he only has the ability to practice in the Qi training stage. Young Master Feng became famous at a young age and is a role model for us at a young age. Now he is at least in the Golden Pill stage, how can he be overnight?"

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

"Mr. Fu, can you still count if you say to Yuandan for me?"

Fu Huaiying placed the box in her hand next to Mu Wanwan's pillow.

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

"You are kind to Miss Mu."

Mu Wanwan didn't want to say more.

Fu Huaiying also saw Mu Wanwan's fatigue, so she didn't stay for it. When she left, she brought Mu Wanwan's door.

But Mu Wanwan couldn't calm down for a long time.

Her decent attitude was to face the arrest of mortals and let them live and die.

But her villain exchanged his life for a mortal who was about to die.

What Feng Yuan did, others didn’t know, how could she not know?

Easy to live, easy to live!

Using 80% of the cultivation level as the guide, adding half of one's own bloodline, chanting the curse of Yi Destiny, and exchanging life for life. Often, those who receive the art of life are born, while those who perform the art of life die.

Feng Yuan has a great life and is still alive now.

But how long can he live in his current situation?

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtain, and cold sweat slowly oozed out of her forehead.

She was extremely sensitive to pain. When she woke up, she didn't know why she didn't feel that pain. But time passed by little by little, and the pain gradually manifested, and now she was so painful that she couldn't speak.

The physical pain kept her awake all the time, but the more she woke up, the more she thought of Feng Yuan.

Does he feel pain? Will he be in trouble? How is he doing now?

Mu Wanwan bit her teeth almost shattered, but the pain could not be relieved at all.

She wanted to cry loudly and shout loudly to vent her pain. But how could she disturb others' purity in the Fu family?

Tears were flowing, and cold sweat was flowing like water. Mu Wanwan bit the brocade quilt and fainted from pain.

When I woke up again, it was already night, and Mu Wanwan's eyes were pitch black.

It started to hurt again. She sobbed softly, but suddenly saw a blurry light appearing in front of her.

"You're awake?"

It's Feng Yuan's voice.

Mu Wanwan felt a breath blocking her chest, which made her speech extremely difficult and even her breathing became unsmooth.

I could only forcefully nod.

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan's tears on her face and reached out to touch her quilt.

"Afraid of pain?"

Mu Wanwan's heart was as if something sharp was hit by something, and a sore feeling spread from there, his nose felt sore, and tears instantly surged like a spring.

She nodded.

Feng Yuan smiled ugly, and the fishy eyes in his throat were about to surge up again. He knew that Mu Wanwan couldn't see things clearly now, so he turned around and took out a veil, vomited blood, and then spoke.

"Useless stuff. I went out for a day and you made yourself look like this. Now you feel pain and you don't even dare to cry. If you want to cry, you cry loudly, and if you want to scream, you scream loudly. Now you are holding it in such a way, your throat is blocked, and sooner or later you will be blocked."

Mu Wanwan lay quietly listening to Feng Yuan’s nagging. Although the words were as bad as ever, every word was full of concern.

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

"Soundproof barrier, you can cry loudly when it hurts."

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

"You" she felt her throat choked. "Your cultivation has dropped."

Feng Yuan knew what she meant before she could finish her words.

"What kind of cultivation can a barrier require?"

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

Mu Wanwan couldn't bear it, and immediately cried out.

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

Mu Wanwan's cry lasted for several hours until she could no longer scream and just shed tears.

Feng Yuan saw that she was pitiful and sealed her pain.

I stood up and looked at the gray sky outside the window.

There must have been many people who didn’t fall asleep last night. He picked up the tea that was on hand and drank the cold water. He woke up a lot.

The most difficult thing in this world is one's own conscience. His lack of conscience does not mean that others do not.

It is true that he set up a sound insulation barrier last night, but now he can only ensure that mortals and immortals in the Qi training stage cannot hear it.

They all rely on their profound cultivation and listen to all directions. I guess they heard the shrill cry last night.

This is the one they took out, and the one they couldn't help.

Before Feng Yuan's thoughts could be restored, he heard a slight sound behind him.

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

"This is the Huiyuan Dan that Fu Huaiying brought. You need it very much now."

Feng Yuan's eyes flashed.

"You have lost too much blood now, not only are the bones on your legs broken, but the tendons and veins on your hands also broken. This time, Yuan Dan will be more beneficial to you."

Mu Wanwan lowered his eyes: "What's the point? It's just a broken 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 disappear. When it dissipates, you will be unable to survive."

Mu Wanwan seemed to hear Feng Yuan laughing at himself.

"I am your villain. If I die, won't you be relieved?"

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

"I understand."

After saying that, Feng Yuan stuffed the pill into his mouth.

"I will follow your arrangements and walk all the roads you need me to walk, kill all the people you asked me to kill until I die in the sea of ​​rebirth."

After saying this, Feng Yuan walked out of the door.

But Mu Wanwan began to lose her mind.

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

It’s not that Feng Yuan shouldn’t have died like this, but that she couldn’t bear to die in Feng Yuan.

But there is no way for the world to be controlled by others. How could she catch anything she can’t bear to bear?

Feng Yuan's ending is already destined, and she is also destined to be able to watch.
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