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Chapter 61 Immortal Venerable - You Are My Faith (12)

"Well, no." Wen Muyue still had a faint smile on his face, a slightly immature, unopened baby face, which looked extraordinarily docile and harmless, making people let down their vigilance.

After the elder's lecture was over, the people gathered at the scene dispersed, and Wen Muyue directly asked the boy in the black gown to meet at the back of the mountain.

What happened next, no one knows.

Probably only I knew at the time...

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Wen Muyue returned to the Liuli Palace at night.

"What happened to the corner of your mouth?" Shen Meng looked at the corner of Wen Muyue's mouth, there was a faint bruise on it, as if it was newly added today.

"...It's nothing, Master, I heard something today. Will I be challenged as a disciple of the Immortal Venerable?" Jaw, looking at the bruise at the corner of his mouth.

The two of them were so close that Wen Muyue could vaguely smell the faint fragrance from Shen Meng's body. He didn't know if it was mixed with the incense in the room or the smell of Shen Meng's body. He could still clearly see Shen Meng's eyelashes trembled slightly like a butterfly's wings, and the peach blossoms that had just bloomed on the branches outside the window seemed to be placed on Shen Meng's head in a wrong place.

So lovely.

Wen Muyue subconsciously avoided her body, and didn't even dare to say much. He ate food at Qunyue Peak today, and he didn't know if there would be a taste in his mouth. If the master smelled it, what if the master hated him Is good.

"Come here." Seeing Wen Muyue dodging, Shen Meng spoke again.

Wen Muyue just came over a little bit, and Shen Meng used actual combat healing spells to heal the injury on the corner of Wen Muyue's lips. Seeing that Wen Muyue was fine, she didn't ask.

"Can you write your own name?" Shen Meng glanced at the location of the study room. The original owner, Shen Meng, was immersed in cultivating the Tao. There were also a lot of books in the room, and every book was taken out to be precious. Cheats, spells.

"No." Wen Muyue originally wanted to say yes, but for some reason, the words turned out to be no, probably because she hoped that she could talk more with Shen Meng, just like those spells and spells. The method of cultivation, in fact, he remembered it the first time he heard it, but...

"I'll teach you how to write." Shen Meng brought Wen Muyue to her study, and spread out the rice paper.

Wen Muyue looked extremely clumsy, she didn't even know how to hold the pen, her face was flushed, Shen Meng really... couldn't stand it any longer, so she stepped forward and grabbed Wen Muyue's hand.

Taught Wen Muyue to write his name stroke by stroke on the rice paper.

Wen Muyue looked at Shen Meng's hand holding her hand, Shen Meng's fingers seemed to be much colder than ordinary people's, the coldness seemed to seep into his bones, it was not normal at all, it made Wen Muyue's heart tremble.

"Where is the name of the master? Can the master teach me how to write it?" Wen Muyue looked at Shen Meng. He only knew that his master's title was Huanmeng Xianzun. He is best at creating dreams so that people can't tell if they are real Fake dream world, as for the real name, no one dared to mention it.

"Shen Meng." Shen Meng read these two words, grabbed Wen Muyue's hand and wrote down his name stroke by stroke. This time, Wen Muyue studied very seriously and focused his eyes.

(End of this chapter)