Wen Sheng's internal injuries were partially cured by the system, but she still had some soreness in her limbs.

Sword training?

That won't work, even Jiuyou can't lift it.

I can't lift the sword, but I can still lift the pen.

So Wen Sheng spent the entire afternoon drawing talisman seals.

Explosive charm, teleportation charm, bad luck charm, binding spell...

In short, focus on high damage and high defense.

[Baby, Wenyin won’t kill you for the time being]

[I feel sorry for you trying so hard]

By the way, I feel guilty that I didn’t do a good job in training back then.

Wen Sheng pursed her lips, feeling a little tired.

To draw a talisman, you need to concentrate the spiritual energy on the tip of the pen, which is laborious and tiring.

You can’t draw it wrong!

But in terms of neat painting, Wen Sheng did a good job, and the system even praised her.

Wen Sheng put down his pen, put away a stack of talismans, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Of course..."

The training in Hengshui was not in vain.

The night was clear and bright. Wen Sheng finished memorizing the words and lay in bed for a long time.

Suddenly he sat up in shock and took two deep breaths.

She is really not human!

The junior brother was obviously injured, but he still caught her.

She actually imagined people as carrots and cabbage!

Still asking questions knowingly!

She is a sinner!

She felt so guilty that she woke up in the middle of the night and even wanted to slap herself twice.

[Zai Zai...] The system actually wants to tell Wen Sheng not to care too much about others.

"Junior brother must have been injured today." Wen Sheng sighed.

【……】

She has a system to help her, but her junior brother does not.

well.

Her poor little junior brother.

[Come on, Zai Zai, you can go if you want, don’t talk here anymore] The system can’t bear it anymore.

For the first time, I felt that being able to hear Zaizai’s voice was not a good thing.

Wen Sheng quickly dressed and got out of bed. After a moment's hesitation, she took half a stack of talismans and seals and walked out.

She's not too presumptuous.

Anyway, my junior brother has insomnia and can't sleep.

…

Pei Yan really couldn't sleep.

After the accident that year, there was almost no peaceful night's sleep.

Apart from……

Pei Yan thought of Wen Sheng's endorsement voice.

She is very serious, and those words have a soft power.

"Tsk."

Pei Yan drank a cup of tea impatiently, and there was also a book of peerless sword skills placed in front of the table.

But I can't see it.

The stab wound on his shoulder was still painful. He was not afraid of the pain, but this reminded him again and again of what stupid thing he had done.

He didn't need to take this stab.

If he didn't insist on catching Wen Sheng.

It obviously has nothing to do with him, but he is willing to stay in Nanling Mountain just to find a shelter for his own growth.

This is the springboard for his revenge.

But in that situation, Tang Wanqing's appearance made him feel at ease, and he instinctively caught Wen Sheng.

It shouldn't be like this!

"Boom!"

"Dong dong dong!"

Someone knocked on the door.

Pei Yan instantly turned over and gripped the knife on the bed.

"Junior brother, are you asleep?"

Pei Yan let go of the knife and lay down on the bed.

Don't want to see anyone.

bother.

"I know you're not asleep..." Wen Sheng's voice sounded before he could close his eyes.

Pei Yan:......

…

Wen Sheng took two deep breaths, holding the redeemed medicine in one hand and the talisman seal in the other.

As a result, the door opened!

A big carrot and cabbage opened the door.

One afternoon passed, and she had forgotten about it, and suddenly saw this scene...

Wen Sheng wanted to cry.

She bit the tip of her tongue tightly and thought about all the sad things in her life, so she didn't laugh weirdly.

"Junior brother, good evening." Wen Sheng said hello and quickly asked the system to stop the skill.

"Why are you crying?"

Pei Yan frowned, lowered his eyes, and looked at Wen Sheng lazily.

The little girl's facial features were wrinkled together, her eyes were red, and she looked at him in grief...

It's like he's dead.

Wen Sheng:......

I pressed my cheek with the back of my hand, and it was indeed moist.

what to do.

You can’t say you’re holding back your tears because you’re suppressing laughter, right?

"I'm worried about your wound..." Wen Sheng said nonsense.

While speaking, the skill has been cancelled.

The cold and thin figure reappeared in front of her.

The young man was still dressed in black, standing against the light, almost blending into the darkness.

Only those eyes are bright.

Wen Sheng's eyes fell firmly on Pei Yan's shoulders.

The color there was darker, soaked in blood.

For a moment, she felt really uncomfortable.

Pei Yan:......

Pei Yan didn't know what he was thinking, he just got out of the way and acquiesced to Wen Sheng's visit.
To be continued...