Being looked at by her gaze was a little unnatural, Song Xiaopeng knew her character, and it was difficult to change it when she decided, so she simply broke the dull atmosphere and asked, "When do you want to start?"

"Not today, tomorrow!" Luo Sui's big eyes sparkled, grinding two shiny teeth, and said coquettishly, "I'll wait for Brother Xiao Peng to make me something to eat later." Well, besides, you have to accompany me after eating in the afternoon, I want to go up the mountain, and I don't have a chance to see the scenery in the mountain. ”

"Okay, no problem, it's all up to you. Song Xiaopeng nodded, and the two walked towards home.

It's always been good to spend cooking at home, especially less time for two people to eat together, most of which is spent in the academy.

When he arrived at home, Song Xiaopeng began to pick vegetables.

Luo Sui made a hand on the side.

As a foodie, Luo Sui watched it with relish from the sidelines.

Song Xiaopeng is not stingy, and when he does it, he naturally explains the steps in detail.

It is worth mentioning that the wild vegetables he made this time were concocted methods that he learned from the Tree of Civilization.

In the words of the Tree of Civilization, the method of concoction is the method of skill of the chef profession in the Three Teachings and Nine Streams. As a person of chance, as the recipient of the Tree of Civilization, it is necessary for him to practice this basic skill.

The wild vegetables that were used as weeds in the crop base were made into delicious flavors and flavors, and Luo Sui was as happy as a little girl, and finally ate all of herself.

Seeing Song Xiaopeng shaking his head, it was hard to imagine that a person was so easily satisfied.

In the afternoon, the forest path is decorated with mottled points of light, and the wind blows gently, and the whole mountain and forest, the fallen leaves are scattered, and there is a rustling sound everywhere.

Song Xiaopeng and Luo Sui walked among the mountains and forests.

Looking at the flying fallen leaves, falling at his feet, Luo Sui leaned over, stretched out his fingers, gently sandwiched a fallen leaf in his hand, put it in his nose and sniffed, stopped through the mottled shade, looked at the sky in the distance, slightly raised cheeks, the corners of the mouth slightly rippled just the right curvature, like butterfly wing-like eyelashes, swaying slightly, behind his back, walking in the shade of the tree, as if communicating with nature, that is a pleasant comfort.

The forest path, although rugged, is full of birds and fresh air. It seems that in order to enjoy the natural breath of the mountains and forests at this moment, Song Xiaopeng is also quietly listening to the wonderful sounds of nature and the charm of autumn.

Stepping on the gravel road, I came to a mountain top, the charm of autumn colors is more intense, the distant mountains are like daisies, the green shade is dim, the cool breeze is blowing, and the birds are chirping.

Came to a boulder, the two looked at each other and smiled, Song Xiaopeng pulled Luo Sui up, gently jumped on the boulder and sat down, the two pairs of eyes stared at the sunset, and after looking at it for a while, Luo Sui opened the chatterbox, like a flood that opened the gate, and cried while talking, and in the same way, laughed while crying.

This is something that has never happened before, but it is obviously in her heart.

Song Xiaopeng was a little uncomfortable when he heard it, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he was a little uncomfortable. It turned out that she had hidden so much pain in her heart for so long. She was busy cultivating, and she didn't care much about the affairs of the academy.

Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, blowing the cool breeze of twilight, and letting his hair be messy, Luo Sui's white jade arms were wrapped around his chest, his eyes were closed, but his face was full of refreshing smiles.

Song Xiaopeng wanted to speak a few times, but he was reluctant to break this tranquility and beauty, but he felt the need to say something, and when the afterglow of the sunset was almost annihilated, he finally spoke: "If your meridians are broken and you can't cultivate, then I will take care of you." ”

"Ah, Brother Xiaopeng, what are you talking about?" Luo Sui suddenly opened his eyes, blinked, and looked at him slyly, "I didn't hear it, you say it again!"

"I said that if your meridians are shattered and you can't cultivate, then I'll raise you. Although he knew that this girl was obviously deliberate, Song Xiaopeng couldn't say it, as if he was infected by her, and said it out loud.

"Hey, did you hear that? Brother Xiao Peng finally said that if I can't cultivate, he will raise me, and you will help me testify. Luo Sui shouted loudly, "If I can cultivate, then I will protect him for the rest of my life, hahaha." ”

"Then I'll wait for you to protect me. ”

"You wait. ”

......

......

The night was dark.

Song Xiaopeng's house.

The tung oil lamp emitted a faint light, but Song Xiaopeng frowned tightly, if he made a move, Luo Sui would become a situation of choosing one or the other, either he could cultivate, or he would be completely abolished, not even a normal person.

Seeing Song Xiaopeng's hesitation, Luo Sui smiled and said, "Brother Xiaopeng, let's do it!"

Song Xiaopeng nodded solemnly, he knew Luo Sui's character, don't look at her, this girl looks soft and weak, and she is usually very aggressive, but once she decides something, it is difficult to change it, although he is worried, he did not hesitate.

Gathering her true qi in the palm of her hand, Song Xiaopeng began to urge her true qi into more than a dozen big acupoints all over her body.

Every time he injected true qi into a big hole, Luo Sui's face turned pale.

Slowly, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from Luo Sui's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.

It's just that Luo Sui has been holding on hard and not snorting.

Song Xiaopeng couldn't help but speak: "If you can't hold on, just say it, and I'll make you faint." ”

Luo Sui shook his head and forced a smile: "It's okay, Brother Xiaopeng, I can bear it, you, you go out first, if I really can't bear it, I'll call you again, I don't want you to see me embarrassed." ”

"Okay!" Song Xiaopeng nodded.

As soon as he went out and closed the door, Song Xiaopeng heard a clang, and the tung oil lamp in the house was knocked over. Song Xiaopeng wanted to go into the house to relight the tung oil lamp, but after hesitating, he still stood outside the door and sensed Luo Sui's general situation with his own mind.

Luo Sui endured inhuman torture, and in the dark, a beautiful face had already turned pale. But she gritted her teeth tightly, and there was a spirit of refusal to admit defeat in her heart.

When the last true qi on his body dissipated, Luo Sui's whole person had already become a person wet with sweat, lying weak and weak in the dark, without the slightest strength to get up.

All the intact meridians in the body were completely shattered.

Song Xiaopeng flashed into the house, hugged Luo Sui, turned her true qi into a ball of hot gas, saw her clothes dry, put her on the couch, and he sent a small stream of true qi into it to help her stabilize her body.

After half a pillar of incense, Luo Sui was much more awake at this time, and when he opened his eyes, he felt a warm airflow in his body constantly warming his limbs, and the pain was not so obvious.

But her mood was not high at all. Because at the moment when the meridians were shattered, she didn't feel the slightest bit of true qi when she was running the cultivation method of the "Teaching Basic Qi Refining Guide", which she had already memorized.

It undoubtedly shows that she failed this time.

Song Xiaopeng didn't know what to say to comfort her.

But he suddenly understood that yesterday, Luo Sui had actually expected this kind of result, and when it was convenient for him to move, he did something he liked.

There was nothing to say all night, the sky was bright, Luo Sui put his head on Song Xiaopeng's shoulder, and fell asleep in a daze, but with a natural smile on his face.

Song Xiaopeng clenched his fists, if he didn't say that, Luo Sui probably wouldn't have made up his mind to do this.