Master Wuchen was even more worried, so he didn't care about his nervousness and quickly took out a piece of cloth from his wide sleeves and spread it under the big tree. His hands were stiff, but he gently put it on her shoulder and helped her sit down. However, he kept his eyes down and did not dare to look at her eyes.

Zhen Shan was also a little uncomfortable, but when he saw that the little monk's ears were so red that they were almost smoking, he found it funny.

After so many years, is his temperament still so easy to be shy? He is always so clean and pure that she, the vicious demon concubine, wants to tease him, wants to make him fall from the lotus platform, obsessed with the world, so bad!

The demon concubine felt that she would be so unlucky in the future, and it might be the retribution of the Buddha. Who made her defiled her holy Buddhist son?

A sin!

Wuchen took out a leather kettle from his sleeve, and didn't know how much stuff was placed in his empty sleeve.

He handed the kettle to Zhen Shan, but he still didn't dare to look into her eyes, as if he was afraid of seeing disgust in her eyes. After all, he had just crossed over and offended her.

Zhen Shan took it and said softly, "Thank you, Master."

Wu Chen was slightly stunned. Subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at her, but saw that her expression was soft. Her beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to rub thousands of stars, which were extremely bright and bright, which made his eyes slightly sluggish, "No, nothing."

He twisted the Buddhist beads with some anxiety, "I just offended the donor, it's not my monk."

Zhen Shan chuckled, "If the master hadn't caught me in time, I'd probably have hit the tree and kowtowed and bleeding. Wouldn't that be the time to be happy?"

Wu Chen paused his hand, Yuehua's shallow eyes were full of determination, "No."

As long as he is there, he will never let her be hurt again.

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly into his eyes. After looking at them for a long time, his heart would be soft.

The past is the past. No matter what kind of mood she has about Wuchen, they will never be able to reunite.

When the game is completed, she will leave here. Whether it is the promise of the old man or other reasons, Zhen Shan is destined not to stay in the game world.

But what will happen to Wuchen at that time? He is related to his mission, so he can't always stay in the game world, right?

The God-Scroll pretends to be dead, and Zhen Shan can't guess for the time being, so he can only continue to pretend to be amnesia.

They have already ended their fate!

So, the demon concubine should control herself. Don’t look at the simple Buddhists, and their claws will become restless. There will be retribution, really!

Zhen Shan took a sip of water to cover up the pain on her face. Who made the little monk pure, just like the pure white rabbit in the forest, fluffy, and it was hard to avoid the bad intention of ravaging people.

But there is a price to tease the little rabbit. Who knows if there is a big bad wolf behind the little rabbit?

It’s a good time to be a crematorium!

"Are the donor hungry?"

Wuchen asked softly when he saw that she had been drinking water.

Zhen Shan said "Uh", and embarrassedly covered the kettle and handed it to him, "It's something."

Wuchen took the water bag and handed her a warm paper bag, "If the donor doesn't dislike it, you can eat something."

Zhen Shan opened her lips and finally took it. She didn't understand. She should have rejected him, cold, alienated, and alert. This is the attitude she should have when facing him.

But whenever she touched his shallow eyes, she would be assured. Not to mention harsh words or questioning and guarding, she could not do it even if she refused.

Zhen Shan was very conflicted at this time. He knew that they were impossible, but he could not escape.

Ah, I always feel like a swaying white lotus, and the label of a scumbag is really sticking to her forehead.

The demon concubine looked for her lower limit, but she couldn't find it sadly, so she could only continue to continue the green tea. It was so painful and happy. It was so perverted, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Que'er hugged herself, trembling. The Empress, who had no blessing from the human heart, was too rich and afraid. She didn't know if Lord Chu Shen could hold it?

Well... no matter whether you can, the missing child is just a missing child, and the missing child doesn’t know anything, woo ~

Zhen Shan opened the paper bag and was slightly stunned. The white osmanthus cake was sprinkled with a thin layer of sprinkled on it.

The sugar, this is the pastry he made for her back then.

That time, after she was bitten by a poisonous snake to save him, the relationship between the two was no longer so unfamiliar. He treated her more gentle and considerately. Once she complained to him that she always had steamed buns and wanted to eat osmanthus cake.

Originally, she was just talking about it, but the next day, there was a small paper bag wrapped in the dry food he brought, wrapped in a few osmanthus candy cakes.

The past is vivid in my mind, Zhen Shan's eyes trembled slightly, the osmanthus cake in her mouth is still so sweet, but there is a hint of bitterness on the tip of her tongue, and she even wanted to ask him impulsively, why did she give up on her?

She knew the answer, but she still wanted to ask, but she didn't ask any more, as if there was no need.

When she lowered her head and ate the osmanthus candy cake, Wuchen couldn't help but turn her head to look at her, her eyes dazed. At that time, when she was eating the pastry, she would show a sweet smile to him, as if the ordinary osmanthus cake was the sweetest and best thing she had ever eaten, which made her eyebrows and eyes smile sweetly, and also made him feel a little panicked sweetness in his heart.

Later, when did she still smile at him, but her eyes were full of pain. Then, he could no longer see her smile.

Wuchen's eyes no longer fade in his indifference, and the cold mockery flashed by, and his mockery was ridiculed by himself.

He gave up on her, and now everything is just his own fault.

However, Wu Chen gently twisted the Buddhist beads and was very lucky to see her again.

A fair plain hand suddenly appeared in front of her. He heard her ask softly: "Master, do you want some food?"

Wuchen was slightly stunned and replied softly, "Okay".

After many years, he finally got the sweet osmanthus candy cake again.

Zhen Shan looked at the pastry in her palm, her eyes trembled slightly. She remembered that every day after her death, Wuchen would make a lot of osmanthus candy cakes, but no one smiled at that time, and could only let the pastries stay, gradually becoming cold and bad, and then he ate them piece by piece.
Chapter completed!