Chapter 3398
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"Abandoning him after using him, harming him. Your father is really a bad person. Younger Sister, you have to keep your eyes open when you look for a man in the future. Even if this little monk looks kind and gentle now, you can't be captivated by his beauty. You may know a person's face, but not his heart. Who knows how many good men there are in this world? "
Song Wu, who was innocently implicated, could only rub his nose helplessly. He looked at Liu Shuyan with an indescribably gentle gaze.
However, Leng Yaoshan's eyes widened when he heard that. "You, you, you, what did you say? Yumo and this little monk are … are …? "
Under the watchful eyes of Liu Shuyan and her grandfather.
Leng Yumo bit the bullet and held the little monk's hand, "Grandfather, this is my fiancé."
"This, this, this … Yumo, you just came to Fu … You just came here, how did you find a fiancé so quickly? Furthermore, he was a monk. No way! This matter must be considered at length. "
Leng Yumo felt a headache coming on.
At that moment, the barrier in front of them flashed with white light, and a couple walked out with smiles on their faces.
Leng Yumo felt as if she had been pardoned. She grabbed the little monk's hand and looked at Liu Shuyan, "Sister Liu, my darling's injuries are serious and he can't hold on any longer. Please send us in immediately. "
As he spoke, he pinched the back of Jing Yuan's hand.
The small monk's fair cheeks were flushed red. In the end, he stiffly leaned over and rested his head on Leng Yumo's shoulder, making a weak expression.
Sure enough, Liu Shuyan, this enthusiastic person, no longer had any interest in investigating Leng Yumo's background. She directly pushed the two of them into the barrier.
…
"Is this the Soul Cultivation Pool?"
He could feel the thin mist around him and the wonderful feeling of his soul being cleansed.
Leng Yumo could not help but exclaim.
A stream appeared in front of them.
However, the water in the stream was not clear and transparent, but milky white.
"This is only the accompanying stream of the Soul Nurturing Pool. It's not the real Soul Nurturing Pool."
Jing Yuan pulled Leng Yuemo forward, "Follow me, the real Soul Nurturing Pool is in front."
Sure enough, it was just as the little monk had said. As the two of them moved forward, the fog in the air became thicker and thicker. The color of the stream also became milky-white and smooth.
At the side of the stream, couples began to appear.
These people usually didn't have serious soul injuries and only needed to be in this accompanying stream to recover.
The deeper she went, the more anxious Leng Yumo became.
Mother and Uncle Zhi Xuan are inside?
Yes, if Grandfather was here, then Mother must be inside.
However, at that time, her mother's three souls and seven mortal forms were almost completely shattered. Could she really cure her?
"Be careful!"
Leng Yumo was in a daze and did not notice that the soil under her feet had become soft.
His body tilted and fell into the milky white stream.
Her waist tightened, and before she could use the spiritual energy in her body, she was pulled back.
The tip of her nose smelled a refreshing sandalwood fragrance, and her body was pressed against a broad and firm chest.
He could hear the faint thumping of his heartbeat.
Leng Yumo raised her head.
She heard the clear and gentle voice of the little monk, "Yumo, are you alright?"
"I … I'm fine."
Her ears quietly turned red. It was rare for Leng Yumo to be at a loss of what to do.
She pushed the little monk's chest and said with a forced smile, "Little monk, you look thin and weak, but your figure is not bad at all. Thank you for just now. I was too engrossed in thinking and did not see my feet clearly. I will be careful from now on. "
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