Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Time flies, and 300 years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the bustling city, she listened to the rumors and secrets of the world of cultivating immortals from Bai Xiaosheng in a city of cultivating immortals below.

For example, Nian An Xianzun passed away 300 years ago because of a mistake in his cultivation, and now the number one combat power in the cultivation world is Wenzu Xianzun, the ancestor of the Lingsu Sect.

Another example is talking eloquently about how the comprehension world united to kill the disciples of Nian Anxianzun who went mad, who were born with demon seeds, and lost a lot of immortal cultivators.

Seeing the other party's reluctance to describe himself from time to time, Mu Ciwan just wanted to laugh.

These people still look like hypocrites, and they will only embellish themselves to be superior.

"It's a pity to read An Xianzun. It is clear that no one in the cultivation world dares to provoke him, but he insists on accepting the natural demon species that should have been eliminated as soon as possible as his apprentice, and let a certain kind grow to the fusion stage, so that the subsequent sects will jointly strangle him. The difficulty has become so great. He himself has also suffered backlash, and it is a pity that he was the person with the most potential to ascend, but now he has fallen like this."

After the man finished speaking, he shook his head seriously.

Mu Ciwan couldn't stop for a long time, her lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, the spiritual power in her hand slowly condensed, and it directly transformed into the shape of a needle, with a flick of a finger, the speaker's mouth was already sewn shut .

The man opened his eyes wide in horror and tried to break his mouth with both hands, but it was useless at all. He used a stronger spiritual force than him, so how could he let him untie it so easily?

He could only feel the erosion of spiritual power painfully, and then looked at Mu Ciwan angrily.

He could see clearly that the spiritual power was shot from this direction.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Mu Ciwan.

Mu Ciwan was so careless, she didn't even put on any disguise, she just sat here and accepted their gaze, but unfortunately, no one recognized her.

She stood up slowly, approached the man, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Just to teach you a lesson, some things should not be heard, spread rumors with rumors."

After all, the figure disappeared directly between them.

It happened so suddenly, it's not that some people didn't want to stand out, it's just that Mu Ciwan's coercion made them unable to move at all, let alone others.

He could only tremble, and watched the unknown boss leave.

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Mu Ciwan knew very well what he did for reappearing in the public eye.

She has been cultivating in secret all these years, never slacking off for a moment, just waiting for this moment to come.

After coming out of Scarlet Heaven Sect, she looked at the kneeling and trembling disciples, she didn't even give them a little look.

This line of work has killed all those who were unfavorable to her in the Scarlet Heaven Sect back then, without any mercy.

Which sect is next?

There was a hint of teasing in her black pupils. According to the current development, her existence should have been spread throughout the sect.

Seeing their terrified faces, Mu Ciwan felt joy from the inside out.

I didn't really make a move until I felt that it was almost done.

Everyone pinned their expectations on the ancestor, but unfortunately Mu Ciwan's strength has far surpassed him, destroying their last hope, and she enjoyed the panic of those people very happily.

Some people are still talking about the righteousness in their mouths, and some people have already prostrated themselves on the ground begging for her forgiveness.

In fact, it is useless, so what if you admit it wrong?Her master will never come back.

Looking at those people, she suddenly lost interest.

"Or, tell me who is the culprit, and I will let the others go."

She spoke slowly, as if she was talking about something casual.

The bottom has already exploded.

They blamed each other, scolded each other, and some even started fighting, just to shirk the charge.

But in an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.What's more, they are immortal cultivators who "uphold righteousness".

He watched them kill each other indifferently, until the end, she made a move, the person who hurt her and her master at the beginning.

None of her remained.

As for the fake talisman in her hand when she first entered the secret realm, she didn't bother to pursue it, anyway, the perpetrators were all in it.

Someone cursed her before she died.

But Mu Ciwan only got a sneer.

She has made countless enemies, but no one dares to provoke her, because his current state is beyond anyone's guess.

Some people even vaguely speculated that she might be about to ascend.

In this unilateral revenge, only Ling Hezong survived.

"Mu Ciwan." Mu Ciwan found a treasured place to stay, waiting for the expected person to come.

But there was also some surprise, she thought the person who came would be the head, but she didn't want to be Zheng Xinghui.

At this moment, he can no longer be called a teenager, his face is full of maturity, and he no longer has the calmness that he deliberately pretended to be back then, nor the arrogance that he used to flaunt.

He looked at her, his eyes lost their previous appearance, with apprehension.

Mu Ciwan turned his head to look at him, "Senior brother Zheng, what's the matter with you? I won't take action in the Linghe Sect. There is no need for you to come here."

"It's not for this reason." Zheng Xinghui shook his head slowly, but he didn't know where to start. He was no longer the youthful and energetic appearance of the past. Looking back on the past, he also knew that his attitude towards Mu Ciwan was a bit bad.

But Mu Ciwan is not the same as Mu Ciwan back then. He heard what the other party did, opened his mouth, and finally did not say anything, but asked: "Back then, how did you escape?"

Mu Ciwan frowned, his face was full of coldness, "How do you think my master passed away?"

The words have come to this point, and it is meaningless to say more.

Zheng Xinghui was silent, unable to say anything more, bowed to her, and disappeared in front of Mu Ciwan.

He was apologizing for his youthful recklessness.

Looking at the empty air, Mu Ciwan said slowly: "Actually, you don't need to apologize, you are not at fault."

Although the young boy was prejudiced against her and the two had different personalities, they never stood against her.

The air froze for a moment, and the breath completely disappeared.