"Well, it won't." Wen Muyue still had a faint smile on her face, a slightly immature baby face that had never been opened, which looked exceptionally tame and harmless, making people let down their vigilance.

After the elder's lecture, the crowd gathered at the scene dispersed, and Wen Muyue directly asked the young man in the black robe to meet on the back of the mountain.

What happened later, no one knows.

Probably only known to me at the time......

……

Wen Muyue returned to the Liuli Hall at night.

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

“…… It's nothing, Master, I heard something today, will being challenged as a disciple of Immortal Venerable? Wen Muyue shook her head, lowered her eyes, and looked exceptionally docile, letting Shen Meng lift his jaw and look at the bruises on the corners of his mouth.

The two of them were very close, so close that Wen Muyue could vaguely smell the faint fragrance on Shen Meng's body, and he didn't know whether it was mixed with the incense in the room, or the smell of Shen Meng's body itself, he could clearly see Shen Meng's eyelashes trembling gently like a butterfly's wings, and the peach blossoms that had just bloomed on the branches outside the window seemed to be misplaced on Shen Meng's head.

It's so beautiful.

Wen Muyue subconsciously avoided his body, and didn't even dare to say much, he ate food in Qunyue Peak today, and he didn't know if there would be a taste left in his mouth, if the master smelled it, how would the master hate him.

"Come here." Shen Meng looked at Wen Muyue's dodging appearance and spoke again.

Wen Muyue just came over a little bit, and Shen Meng was a spell of actual combat treatment, which cured the injury at the corner of Wen Muyue's lips, and seeing that Wen Muyue was fine, he didn't ask.

"Do you know how to write your own name?" Shen Meng glanced at the location of the study, the original owner Shen Meng was immersed in the cultivation path, and there were a lot of books in the room, each of which was a precious cheat book and spell that was to be robbed.

"No, it won't." Wen Muyue originally wanted to say yes, but he didn't know how, but the words became no, probably hoping that he would be able to talk more to Shen Meng, just like those spells and cultivation methods, in fact, he remembered it the first time he heard it, but it was just ......

"I'll teach you how to write." Shen Meng took Wen Muyue to his study and directly spread out the rice paper.

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

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

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

"Master's name? Can Master teach me how to write? Wen Muyue looked at Shen Meng, he only knew that his master's name was, Dream Immortal Venerable, what he was best at was creating dreams, so that people couldn't tell whether it was true or false Dream World, as for the real name, no one dared to mention it at all.

"Shen Meng." Shen Meng read these two words, grabbed Wen Muyue's hand and wrote down his name one by one, this time Wen Muyue was extremely serious, and his eyes were focused.