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    "Of course, nicknames must be taken, who is bypassing the sky." Xue Meng seemed enthusiastic, and introduced to Chu Wanning enthusiastically, "I think you are not very old, you should not be more than five years old, right?  Then you have just come to the Peak of Death and Life, and you are not familiar with everyone, but once you are familiar with it, you will know that the twenty elders here almost have nicknames among the disciples."

    "Oh." Chu Wanning gave him a meaningful look, "For example?"

    "That's something to say. But it's getting late now, and I'm a little hungry. Thank you for your reminder today. I'll take you down the mountain to have some supper, and we'll talk while we eat."

    Chu Wanning bowed his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Well, okay."

    Xue Meng put away the dragon city, took Chu Wanning's hand, and the apprentice who was kept in the dark and the master who shrunk his body walked along the long bamboo stone steps to the mountain gate.

    "Little brother, what do you call it?" Xue Meng asked as he walked.

    Chu Wanning replied calmly: "My name is Xia."

    "Xia what?"

    "Xia Sini."

    Xue Meng didn't realize the deep meaning, and asked happily: "Yes, it sounds nice. Which two words are it?"

    Chu Wanning squinted at him like a fool: " Situ's Si, Rebel's Ni. Xia Sini."

    "Oh." Xue Meng asked with a smile again, "Then how old are you this year? I guessed it right before, isn't it more than five years old?"

    "" Chu Wanning's face was black, but fortunately Xue Meng looked at Lu and didn't look at his expression, otherwise he would be frightened, "No, the young master guessed wrongI am six years old this year."

    Xue Meng said: "Then you are really talented, although it is still a little bit worse than I was back then. But with a little training/teaching, you must be a great young man. How about this, why don't you study under Xuanji's school, you call me  Say senior brother, I will ask my master to accept you as an apprentice, do you think it is okay?"

    Chu WanNing tried his best not to roll his eyes: "What do you want me to call you?"

    "Brother." Xue Meng bent down with a smile, and flicked Chu Wanning's forehead, "This opportunity is not for anyone."

    Chu Wanning looked complicated: ""

    "What's the matter, are you too happy to speak?"

    Chu WanNing: ""

    The two were talking and laughing, at least Xue Meng thought they were walking "talking and laughing".  Suddenly, a voice came from behind, ending this conversation that might kill Xue Meng if he continued talking.

    "Huh? Mengmeng, why are you here?"

    In the entire peak of life and death, who would be guilty of calling Xue Meng Mengmeng?  Xue Meng didn't even turn his head, and his mouth was already cursed.

    "Mo Ran you bastard, if you call me that again, believe it or not, I'll pull out your tongue."

    Turning around, it turned out that Mo Ran light clothes fluttered, standing under the bright moon, grinning at the two of them.  He originally wanted to tease Xue Meng again, but suddenly noticed that there was a handsome and beautiful child standing beside Xue Meng, and he couldn't help being stunned: "This is"

    Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning behind him, raised his eyebrows at Mo Ran: "Can you control it?"

    "Don't, don't, don't hide." Mo Ran went around and grabbed Xue Meng's hand, dragged Chu Wanning out again, squatted down and looked at it carefully, suddenly snorted, and murmured, "This child  It looks so familiar."

    Chu WanNing was alert: ""

    "I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere before."

    Chu Wanning secretly said that it is not good, if his identity is found out, what face will he have in the future?  Thinking about it, he subconsciously took a step back, turned around and wanted to escape.

    "Don't go!" Mo Ran grabbed him with a smirk, stretched out his finger, scratched Chu Wanning's nose, and whispered slowly, "Come on, little brother, tell brother what is your name?"

    The bridge of the nose touched by him was straight and greasy, Chu Wanning was embarrassed and guilty, and stepped back.

    Mo Ran thought he was scared, laughed loudly, and said: "What are you hiding, good boy, tell brother, is your surname Xue?"

    Xue Meng: "???"

    Mo Ran pointed at Xue Meng, and asked Chu Wanning with a smile: "Is this person your father? You have to tell the truth, so my brother will love you and buy you candy."

    "You're sick, Mo Weiyu!!" Xue Meng burst into flames, his face flushed red, and he yelled, "You, you, what are you thinking? You, you are nasty! You, you  Dirty! You, you, you are shameless!"

    Chu Wanning was also speechless for a while, but his heart was a little more relaxed: "My surname is Xia, and I am a disciple of Elder Xuanji, Xia Sini."

    "Scare you to death?" Mo Ran smiled.The frozen bamboo shoots are fresh and crisp, the green vegetables are green, the tofu is crystal clear, the fish fillets are fresh and tender, the lamb slices are rolled into thin as cicada wings, neatly stacked on a white porcelain plate, and the crispy fried meat is golden and crispy, sprinkled finely  Cumin pepper, a pot of freshly ground soy milk are placed by the desk, and the small table creaks under pressure.

    Friendship daughters are all eaten one meal at a time, not to mention the hot antique soup, three or two rounds of fat sheep in the pot, and one or two cups of soy milk into the stomach, Rao is such a cold relationship between Xue Meng and Mo Ran,  I can't help but temporarily relax in the dense steam.

    Xue Meng rummaged through the spicy oil soup with his chopsticks: "Hey, what about the brain I threw away?"

    "Your brain is resting on your neck." Mo Ran laughed.

    "I'm talking about pig brains!"

    Mo Ran bit his chopsticks and smirked: "Yes, I'm also talking about pig brains."

    "Son, you dare to scold me¡ª"

    "Hey! Your brain has come to the surface! Eat, eat, eat!"

    When Xue Meng was excited, he was caught in it, and shouted: "Take your dog's paw away! Don't grab me, this is my brain!"

    Chu WanNing sat on a small bench, holding a porcelain jar of sweet soy milk, while drinking it, while leisurely looking at the two childish ghosts next to him.  Shi Shiran was not in a hurry, anyway, half of the clear soup pot was his.

    After drinking the soy milk, the child licked his lips unsatisfactorily, Mo Ran saw it, and asked him with a smile: "Little brother like this?"

    Chu Wanning digested the title of "Little Junior Brother", silently estimated the possibility of getting rid of this title, and found that it was almost zero, so he had to say dryly:

    "Well, not bad."

    Mo Ran then turned his head and said: "Xiao Er, this soy milk, bring another can for my junior brother."

    Chu Wanning then drank the second can with satisfaction.

    He was born with a sweet tooth, but he had cavities from eating too many pastries before, and it took a lot of work for Elder Tanlang to fix it for him.  Afterwards, Chu WanNing got in the way of face and didn't eat too much every time.

    At this time, he turned into a child, which made it easier for him to eat dessert.

    Mo Ran dragged his cheeks and watched him eat, and said, "Your taste is similar to Master."

    Chu Wanning was choked for a bit, but his face was still very calm, and he said calmly: "Brother, you mean Elder Yuheng?"

    "Yes." Mo Ran nodded with a smile, and pushed a plate of steamer to Chu Wanning's hand, "Come and try this. I think you will like it too."

    Chu Wanning picked up the leaves in the bamboo steamer and took a small bite. The soft white skin showed a hole, and the steaming red bean paste inside was soft and sweet.

    "Is it delicious?"

    Chu Wanning took another bite, then nodded: "Yes."

    Mo Ran smiled and said: "Then you eat more."

    The three were eating and chatting, and Chu Wanning suddenly remembered the previous conversation. He pretended not to care, and after eating the fourth Yeerpa, he asked Xue Meng: "Young master, you were on the mountain before.  Tell me, every elder has a nickname, since my master, Elder Xuanji, is called the Poor King, then what is the nickname of Elder Yuheng?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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