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Chapter 92 Immortal Venerable - You Are My Faith (43)

Wen Muyue didn't know what she had done to Xu Yingfeng, but Xu Yingfeng was taken away by Wen Muyue when she went out, and when she came back, Wen Muyue was left alone, with the spots of bright red and the strong blood on Wen Muyue's body now It seems that these are telling Shen Meng about Xu Yingfeng's fate.

The room was very quiet.

Shen Meng's current condition has completely passed out, and now she is lying on the bed with her eyes closed, probably because this symptom has become more and more serious, and now the whole person is like a dead person, cold, lying on the bed I didn't move at all.

His skin was so pale that it was dazzling, if it wasn't for the faint sound of breathing and extremely forbearable humming.

Wen Muyue almost thought that... the person in front of her was dead.

Just by having this thought in my heart, I already feel a little out of breath, and the suppressed whole person can't breathe.

What if the master is dead?

Will he be happy?

Wen Muyue didn't know.

Wen Muyue looked at Shen Meng who was lying on the bed. There was finally some change on her normally expressionless face. Even if it was a painful expression change, it was enough to show something, which made Wen Muyue feel that the master is far away from her... ...not that far off.

"Master..." Wen Muyue whispered softly, now facing Shen Meng's unconscious state, Wen Muyue has unloaded her usual disguise, now her brows are slightly frowned, her eyes are especially complicated, as if she is extremely hateful , and it seems completely inseparable.

"Why...it's Master..." Wen Muyue walked to the side of the bed, and gently lifted the thin fir covered Shen Meng, little by little, with doubts and incomprehension in his eyes.

Yes, there are so many people in this world, and the person who committed such a heinous thing could be anyone in this world.

But why... it happened to be the master I respect and love.

"Hmm..." Shen Meng fell into a coma, and now she is defenseless. She is not at all like the high-ranking immortal in ordinary times, but a weak woman who has no power to restrain a chicken. Now this fragile appearance It's hard to doubt, even if it is a child standing in front of Shen Meng, stabbing gently with a knife.

Shen Meng would also be defenseless and die in a dream.

"Master, does it hurt?" Wen Muyue gently took off her outer shirt, half-kneeled on the bed, gently lifted the broken hair on Shen Meng's face, looked at Shen Meng's delicate face, and there was a smile in her eyes. With an obsession and love that he himself has never discovered.

The movements of the hands were very delicate, the fingers finally rested on Shen Meng's lips, and Shen Meng unconsciously approached the heat source in front of him.

Wen Muyue's face was clearly filled with joy, and now she slightly raised the corners of her lips, took off her outer shirt, lay on Shen Meng's bed, and embraced Shen Meng with her hands, her movements were extremely skillful, as if ...It has been done for many years, and Shen Meng's body is subconsciously curled up in Wen Muyue's arms.

"Master, you are so good." Wen Muyue raised the corners of his lips, his voice was hoarse, he closed his eyes, and used the warmth of his body to slightly dispel the coldness of Shen Meng's body, and he gently bit Shen Meng's earlobe.

The voice was incomparably lingering and sentimental, as if he was speaking touching words of love.

"I've thought about the way to make Master's life worse than death." Wen Muyue's eyes were cold.

Shen Meng, who was floating in mid-air, looked at everything below with a particularly complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)