The next day, the sun fell on the house.

Lin Xuewei opened her hazy eyes and frowned, she was awakened from her sleep by the pain of the leg bone wound.

She struggled to get up, and the room was quiet.

It's just that......

She stared blankly at the heavy quilt on her body, and the mess in the middle of the room, the whole room seemed crowded.

"Squeak......

The door was pushed open, and Lu Ren walked in with a bowl of porridge and sat on the edge of the bed, gently blowing away the heat of the porridge.

Lin Xuewei hadn't drunk a sip of water for two nights and a day, the fragrance of white porridge aroused her appetite, she licked her chapped lips, and swallowed saliva inadvertently.

Lu Ren looked at her haggard face and asked, "Are you better?"

"Hmm. ”

"Just be better. His face was calm and gentle, and he whispered, "I boiled porridge and ate a little." ”

He handed over the porridge, Lin Xuewei reached out and took it, tasted it, and the temperature was just right.

She quickly finished her bowl.

Lu Ren took back the empty bowl, went out quietly and came back with another bowl, sitting on the edge of the bed patiently blowing hot air.

"I want to go out and soak up the sun. Lin Xuewei said softly.

"Okay, I'll carry you. ”

Lu Ren put down the bowl, turned around and squatted down, Lin Xuewei's cheeks were slightly red, but she didn't speak, and leaned on Lu Ren's broad back.

Well, this time the hands were not messed around.

Still a little lost?

Lu Ren carried her out of the room, sat down on the brim of the "hat" boulder at the door, and then went back to the room and took out a thick dress and draped it over her shoulders.

Next to the boulder, Lu Ren built a simple stove with stones, on which an iron pot was placed to cook rice porridge.

"You're coming down?"

Lin Xuewei held her knees with her hands, sat in front of the stove and roasted the fire, and asked.

Lu Ren looked at her face flushed by the fire in the stove, and nodded lightly, "Without food, we all have to starve to death, since we all have to die sooner or later, I think I have to give it a try to be willing." ”

Lin Xuewei turned her face and looked at him: "What if you run into Bai Qianchu and Qi Qi?"

Lu Ren was stunned.

He knew that if he ran into one of the two, then there was a high probability that it would be a dead end. He sometimes feels that he is a gambler at heart, even if he knows that he can't do it or that it is risky, but he wants to do it.

Entering a dream is a gamble.

Sneaking up on the dog demon is a gamble.

Moving supplies at night is also a gamble.

He had to lament that his luck had always been good.

Lin Xuewei glanced at her legs twice, knowing that maybe for a long time, she would become a drag on Lu Ren. She suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and when she saw him for the first time, she swore that she would never drag him down.

She looked at him and suddenly said, "Do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

"Huh?" Lu Ren was stunned.

He even suspected that he had misheard.

Lin Xuewei straightened her face and said: "Don't think too much, I just remembered that there is such a condition in the conditions I promised you, and besides, now my leg is injured, and now only if your strength is enhanced, I will be safer......"

Lu Ren rolled his eyes,

This girl Balabala has said so much, who thinks too much?

......

"The angle of the sword is wrong, do it again!"

"Can your body twist it over and start over!"

"Are you a man, haven't you eaten?

"Do it all over again!"

"Do it all over again......"

Since ancient times, strict teachers have produced high apprentices, and Lu Ren felt that Lin Xuewei seemed to be too strict.

The name of the sword technique she taught is "Huanhua Sword Technique", and the sword technique of the Open Realm is more than one level higher for Lu Ren, who only has the Foundation Building Realm.

However, since practicing the "Huanhua Sword Technique", he found that his true qi seemed to be running much smoother than before, and even many obscure sword moves in the previous "Qingfeng Sword" suddenly became clear.

Faintly, he felt that he had touched the double barrier of the foundation building realm.

A breakthrough may only be in the morning.

Under the sun, the 'evil spirit' glowed with a faint blue light, dancing in the air like a blooming and bewitching flower dancing with the wind, and the footsteps were agile and the sword light was fierce.

Lin Xuewei sat aside and nodded invisibly.

After teaching for more than ten days, I finally taught him.

I really doubt that he is an outer disciple of the Eight Classics, and he doesn't even know the foundation of many sword moves, how did he cultivate to the foundation building realm without becoming a fire demon?

Good luck!

The sky suddenly became hazy, and a few drops of rain were falling on the drop.

Lu Ren hurriedly stopped, carried Lin Xuewei into the house, and then closed the doors and windows.

"Click, click, click......"

There was a sound of slapping on the doors and windows, followed by white snowflakes falling from the sky, and the wind picked up, rolling the salt particles in the snowflakes and smashing them on the windows.

"It's snowing?"

Lu Ren saw the swan-like snow outside through the crack in the door, and frowned deeply.

In the eyes of women, snow is a romantic thing.

But in Lu Ren's opinion, the snow on the mountains in winter is distressing.

There was water, food, and a quilt to keep warm in the room, which should last a few days.

I just don't know when this snow will stop.

The only good thing may be that the heavy snow covers the mountain, and the demon clan should stop for a few days, and when the snow stops, you can go out and get some meat back.

Lin Xuewei's body still needs to be mended.

......

The year is cold and fierce, and the snow is cruel and greedy.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it had been falling for five days.

The snow outside was knee-high, and half of the door was buried in the snow.

Lu Ren broke a piece of pancake and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it hard, the water became less and less, and on several occasions he used to put snow in a jar and heat it into water.

The point is that the firewood is also running out.

On such a cold day, it is not realistic to leave the snow in the house waiting to melt.

He sighed, tightened his cotton clothes, and frowned deeper and deeper. He knew that if the snow didn't stop, the end result would be either starvation or freezing to death.

Dog system, isn't it said that the demon clan is blocked?

How can there be natural disasters?

He raised his head and saw Lin Xuewei lying on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, and her face flushed.

Well?

Wrong!

"What's wrong with you?" he asked quickly.

Lin Xuewei opened her eyes with difficulty and shook her head slightly: "I'm fine......"

"Are you alright?"

Lu Rencai didn't believe her nonsense, and stepped forward and touched her forehead, which was hot.

It must have been a wound that had not healed, and it was infected with a high fever caused by wind and cold.

"No, she's going to have an accident if she goes on like this. ”

He no longer cared about whether there was enough water, poured the water into the pot and boiled it, and wiped her forehead little by little with a cloth dipped in hot water.

Lin Xuewei closed her eyes and fell asleep grogily.

By the time she woke up again, it was late at night.

She touched the warm cloth on her forehead, turned her face and found that Lu Ren was busy in front of the pot, and on his shoulders, a thick layer of snowflakes fell.

"You, down the mountain?"

"Hmm. ”

"With such a big snowfall, what are you doing down the mountain?"

She was a little anxious and sat up with her body propped up.

Lu Ren said lightly: "I'm going to catch fish." ”

"Catch fish?"

"Well, make fish soup for you. ”

“......”

She was stunned, and after the bits and pieces with Lu Ren that were not so cold to him during this period of time, the relationship between the two was much closer, and she could see more of what he had ignored before.

He's a good person.

The night is getting deeper.

Lin Xuewei, who drank the fish soup, felt much more energetic.

Lu Ren lit a fire next to him, opened the window to reveal a crack, and then added a quilt to Lin Xuewei to prevent her from freezing.

"You say, when will this snow stop? ”

Lin Xuewei looked through the gap in the window and found that the snow seemed to be smaller.

"Come on. ”

Lu Ren said perfunctorily.

How can he know the answer to this kind of question?

The two men fell silent, the firelight illuminating the room, illuminating their faces red.

The night was long, and Lu Ren suddenly felt a little bored.

"I'll tell you a story......

"What's the story?" Lin Xuewei's eyes showed a hint of interest.

Lu Ren smiled: "The story of Xia Yuhe on the shore of Daming Lake ......"

Lin Xuewei was slightly stunned, and asked suspiciously: "What kind of sect is the Daming Lake Sect, is Xia Yuhe a master of this sect?"

"......" Lu Ren was speechless.