The old monster on the ceiling of Wuhendang's martial arts was actually entangled by a young monk from the Yuqing sect! Originally, this guy's purpose in approaching him was not simple, but he also encountered a "black mist" that made him even more unpredictable.
The existence of "black mist" makes Wuhen particularly uneasy, as if something is developing in a direction that is beyond his control!
Wuhen and the little monk hunted ghosts and monsters all the way, and unexpectedly discovered that he had lost part of his memory. As they got along with each other day by day, this part of the memory gradually became clear, and all of a sudden, thoughts of sadness, panic, and confusion rushed towards him.
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Wuhen looked at the little monk who was always blushing for no reason, and asked in confusion: "Why are you a little weird?"
The little monk shook his head and said nothing, and the fat cat beside him said in a disgraceful manner: "Who asked you to kiss someone?"
Wuhen's eyes widened, "... When did I kiss him?!"
After saying that, he thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he had accidentally kissed her, but this was an accident!
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"You're too clingy." The little monk wanted to cling to him.
Wuhen couldn't remember how this man had treated him so coldly and indifferently before.
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"Go away, don't let me see you again!" Wuhen's tone was cold, and he wanted to tear him into pieces.
The little monk cried with tears all over his face. No matter what he said, Wuhen didn't want to believe him anymore.
"Go away, he doesn't want to see you again now." Sui Yuqing tugged on his sleeve, hoping he would leave first.
The young monk was unmoved and still stood where he was.
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Don't be afraid, it's he, (*^▽^*)
Intention: sowing causes and reaping fruits