[Spiritual Continent, Silver Domain, An Unknown Mountain]
"I'm not fake. We have a lot to talk about." Mo Meifen was helpless.
He rubbed her head gently, like she was a kid. His flawless movement left everyone, except Zhu Zemin, stunned. Because this move was so flawless, it was as if he had done this action countless times.
When Zhu Zemin handed her an ointment, Xiu Wanxue looked at him in disbelief. Isn't this ointment the same as the ointment last time that she found in front of her cave and didn't know who put it there?
Seeing that she didn't accept it, Zhu Zemin put the crystal bottle of the ointment in her hand.
Shui Yin took the ointment from Xiu Wanxue's hand and opened the bottle lid of the ointment as he applied the cream to her wounded face caused by the sickle of Sickle Weasels.
This cream will reduce her pain and stiff muscles.
