Chapter Twenty-Three: Heartless and Heartless

Mu Wanxi, this proud girl of the sky, this peerless beauty, has hidden her feelings and the scar on her face since that day.

Tears have become history, like drops of wax, sealing the past.

Now that this wound is uncovered again, Mu Wanxi still cried.

It was a cry from the bottom of my heart, and the tears were like a kite with a broken string, and in an instant it wet the placket of the clothes.

Zhou Lingyun could clearly feel the helplessness and helplessness in Mu Wanxi's heart.

Before, he knew the meaning of the word mother, but now his heart is sad and sad with Mu Wanxi. He understands that this is the meaning behind the word mother, which is a feeling like blood.

Zhou Lingyun has no parents, and he has never known what his parents are like.

He knows that there are these two words, which represent a person who will love you for the rest of his life.

Now, he finally understood.

Mutual love, mutual care, maybe they haven't known each other before, but as long as two people can feel each other's warmth and sadness at the same time at that moment, it is family affection, family affection that cannot be separated.

"Mother, don't cry. Zhou Lingyun held the handkerchief on the table and gently wiped the tears for Mu Wanxi.

Mu Wanxi came back to her senses, smiled gently, and held Zhou Lingyun's hand: "Child, my mother is fine." It's just that when you think about these things, it feels like it was yesterday, which makes you laugh. ”

Zhou Luck shook his head: "Mother, the child didn't laugh at you." The child knows the tears, but he doesn't know why the tears are shed, the child knows the affection, but never knows what the affection is, the child also knows the mother, but never the mother. All this is given to the child by the mother, if anyone dares to laugh at the mother, the child will definitely find him desperately. ”

Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the heart of the child in front of him was so pure.

"Thank you, kid. Mu Wanxi lowered his head and kissed Zhou Lingyun's forehead, suddenly felt that he had let go of a lot, his face became softened, and he continued to tell the story behind.

At that time, Mu Wan regretted that she returned to the Heavenly Maiden Sect like a walking corpse, and she was even more obsessed with dancing after sealing her heart, but the music was never touched again. Her dancing talent is worthy of being the most spiritual, and in just a few years, she is proud of the entire Heavenly Maiden Sect.

The old clan is about to abdicate, and Mu Wan has become a successor who is respected by everyone.

Then Mu Wan regretted that he still had one thing and did not let go.

That was her child, the clever and lovable child.

After two years, Mu Wanxi stepped in front of that sect again.

As before, a sword, dressed in white, proudly dusted.

She saw things that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Her children have become wild seeds here, and everyone is beating her children.

The five-year-old was covered in bruises and marks left by ulcerated skin. He ate on leftovers and did heavy work that wasn't for his age.

Mu Wanxi didn't know what was going on, her child was like flesh and bones, her whole person's eyes were lifeless, and she slowly walked on the gravel road with heavy steps.

The child didn't even have a pair of shoes, he was barefoot, and there was a clear trail of blood on the back.

It's so dazzling, it's maddening.

The people passing by were constantly mocking, and some even had their hands and feet.

The child did not speak, nor did he fight back, but was pushed and then stood up and continued walking.

He's going to work hard for that scrap of food. He had another thought in his heart.

Mu Wanxi's sword hair beeped, and tears fell on the blade, rolling hot.

On that day, Mu Wanxi achieved the title of killing butterflies, one person and one sword, killed countless people, and broke countless souls.

She is like a Shura who has fallen into the world, dressed in white like a ghost, like a butterfly's footsteps coming and going freely in the crowd, and wherever she passes, white light appears and blood flies three feet.

That day, it was still raining heavily, but it couldn't wash away the blood on her body, nor the blood on the ground.

The man who used to be was like a chivalrous man with a sword, and his cold eyes stared at Mu Wanxi.

Mu Wanxi looked at her child, and she asked him, why is this happening?

The one who answered her was the woman who robbed her father-in-law.

Because, that child is not hers, it is a wild seed, and the wild seed should be treated like a wild seed.

Mu Wanxi looked at the man, she wanted to see a little moving eyes.

Then, she was wrong, and the man just listened unconsciously, and the tip of his sword was still pointing at Mu Wanxi.

From that moment on, Mu Xuanxi's sword truly became a murder weapon.

Flying with his bare hands, twisting his wrists, Mu Wanxi integrated the dance into the sword, and integrated the killing intent into the sword.

The world's most obsessive dance, but it exudes the killing intent of the world that is completely indifferent to the world.

The sword is too red, and the person is dead.

Killing butterflies, the entire monk world will be shaken from today.

If a person is not even afraid of death, how much potential does he have?

The old monsters of the family sect felt that they were sorry for Mu Wan at first, but now, they had to take action.

But it was too late, they couldn't leave someone who had ignored their own life, and she could trade her own life for a human life.

They can't.

Mu Wan came with a sword, and actually broke through the late Ming Dao stage and entered Dacheng.

In this battle, there are no earth-shattering ghosts and gods, just like a quiet cat, quietly beginning and ending quietly.

Mu Wan spared one person, one sword, killed the entire sect, and took his own child, stained with blood, and walked out from the awe-inspiring eyes of countless people.

The rain was like a waterfall, and it quickly blocked people's view.

The man and his new wife looked at the departing figure in a daze, just now, the sword was between their necks, but Mu Wan regretted that he had withdrawn his hand, it was so heartbreaking, and the broken heart finally chose to give up the sword in his hand.

That look in the eyes is cold and cold, and cold makes people sad.

Mu Wanxi's fate was not so good after all, and God seemed to be intent on torturing her.

His child was taken out by her, and the child looked at his mother, his eyes were rejuvenated, and he smiled sweetly and shouted, "Mother." ”

That was the child's last words, his weak body couldn't withstand the daily bullying of the group of people in the sect. The last thought was to see his mother, and at this moment his wish was fulfilled.

He closed his eyes as he wished.

Mu Wanxi threw his sword, holding his child and crying in the heavy rain, and his hoarse voice seemed to penetrate the rain curtain and spread far, far away.

Blood-stained clothes, but unusually warm.

I don't think about whether love is unbearable or people's hearts are too unbearable.

On a rainy night, for a while, the mandarin ducks flew separately, and they were shackled on their backs.

Zhou Lingyun listened to everything quietly, his fists had already been clenched, and his eyes seemed to breathe fire.

"Mother, who are those two people, I will avenge you in the future. Zhou Lingyun looked at Mu Wanxi's eyes and asked.

Mu Wanxi shook his head and said, "You don't have this ability yet. What I wanted you to do for me before is actually that if you can win the overlord in ten years, then let the overlord take you to the Demon Sound Sect, and you just need to help me ask him a word. ”

Zhou Lingyun didn't understand why Mu Wanxi still refused to forget that person: "What did my mother ask me to ask?"

So I asked him what his feelings were. Mu Wanxi sighed, and then said, "I want to know his answer." ”

"Is it that if he doesn't say it well, his mother will kill him?" Zhou Lingyun wanted to kill the person who provoked his mother's fate like this.

"Yes. Mu Wanxi did not object, but nodded: "I want to know the answer." Maybe it's because of my heart, if he doesn't have an answer, I'll kill him, and it won't be enough to calm myself down. I wondered how his heart worked. ”

Zhou Lingyun nodded fiercely: "Don't worry, mother, I will definitely get justice for you in the future." ”

Mu Wan touched Zhou Lingyun's head dotingly, and said: "Actually, the most important thing to call you here today is that I want to give you this ruthless piano, so that you can also rely on the duel with the overlord in the future." ”

"Heartless and ruthless?" Zhou Lingyun looked at the guqin that Mu Wanxi was caressing before, and didn't know what it meant.

Mu Wanxi looked at the guqin, sighed, his eyes were indescribably haggard, and said lightly: "The original name of this qin is called Xiangzhu Lifetime Qin, this is his qin." ”