As long as the sky is willing, the small realm can always be sunny, and there is no sun and moon in the valley.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world. Burning Sky doesn't want to be paralyzed by the seemingly immutable nature of time.

Now it seems safe to stay in the small realm. However, the longer you stay in the Red Lake, the stronger the Sanctuary will blockade the Red Lake. In the future, it will be more difficult to escape from Chihu.

She needs sunrise and sunset to remind herself that each day passes.

The sun rises and sets, heaven and earth have their own laws. Therefore, when the hourglass drip into the evening, a bright moon rises over the lake, shining like a silver mirror. In the blue sky, fine light snow fell silently.

In the bamboo pavilion facing the lake, a glazed palace lamp hangs, and the white glowstone placed in the lamp emits a bright and soft light.

The charcoal fire is blazing, and the soup in the clay pot is bubbling and boiling. The heat and aroma waft out of the wind.

Burning Sky squinted slightly and sniffed the aroma, revealing a satisfied smile.

The only leg of mutton in the small realm, she has never been willing to eat it. Burning Sky muttered in a low voice: "Cheap him." ”

I can't bear the mutton and the wolf. If you eat happily at the dinner table, the atmosphere of talking will not be bad. Burning Sky believed that after eating this meal, she would probably be able to get along with Qin Yousang for the time being.

Qin Yousang, who came out of the bamboo hut, stopped. The scene in front of him made him a little dazed.

He remembered that one year was also like this, and there was a heavy snowstorm in the royal city. At that time, he had just laid the foundation. After receiving the letter from home, he returned to the royal city to help drive snow and save the people.

For the monks, it was only a matter of a day or two to clear the heavy snow from the city and rebuild the houses. In the eyes of mortals, he is a god-like existence. He won the admiration of the people and the gratitude of the court. The father and queen mother were pleased.

That night, there was a banquet in the palace. There is a hot pot on the table. In the hall sat his brothers and sisters, uncles and relatives. Waiting for him to eat together.

He sat down under his parents. Looking at the full house, the family was deeply relieved that they could contribute to the kingdom. However, everyone, including his parents, treated him so politely and respectfully, and there was a trace of trepidation. It dawned on him that he couldn't fit in. He thought with some mockery that he was probably no different from the Wang Cheng Rui Beast in the hearts of his family.

He subconsciously said that he had already opened up the valley, and it was inappropriate to eat more mortal food for cultivation.

He missed the family dinner. Leave behind the lively family affection that you want to have but have lost.

Without cultivation, the body of the Yuan Infant has no true qi nourishment, and can only rely on eating grains to maintain the needs of the body. So, now he is an ordinary person who faints with hunger if he doesn't eat.

He won't miss another family feast like that.

Cultivation is a belief that has been carved into the bones since childhood.

Faith shattered. Qin Yousang was at a loss.

He struggled to think about another question: If he couldn't cultivate, what would he do while he was alive?

Go back to the world and be a powerful lord. Married seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courts. Give birth to a bunch of cubs to inherit his cultivation talent. Train the younger generations to fulfill their own wishes. He hasn't done that yet, and he's already envious of his juniors - stop! He inevitably remembered that night he had been used as a return stove.

escaped from the demon realm and survived, and he got such a body that was stronger than the body of the primordial infant. If he can't cultivate, maybe he can do something as meaningful as cultivation in this world. Although he doesn't know what it is yet.

The past cannot be recalled. The snow fell on Qin Yousang's shoulder, and he reached out and gently brushed it away.

I didn't know that Qin Yousang had already realized once, but I only saw him standing quietly on the corridor with a face full of vicissitudes. Burning Sky pursed his lips secretly.

It's as if he's the only one who has lost his cultivation.

He lost his cultivation because his meridians were broken, and it wasn't that he couldn't cultivate. That body was wonderfully built.

What about her? There are cultivators who dare not use it. Cultivating the Xuanmen Exercises, the progress is so slow that it makes people angry and irritable.

Moonlight is like silver.

The man in front of the bamboo hut stroked the snow from his shoulder.

Burning Sky propped his chin and thought, the man's face was full of vicissitudes and his appearance was quite good-looking. Well, the piece of fur she gave me was pretty good.

There are not even her clothes in the small realm, let alone men's clothes. This fur was used as a carpet in her room. She didn't want to sit opposite a person in tattered clothes like a beggar when she was eating, but she didn't expect Qin Yousang to be very clever.

The piece of fur was folded in half and a hole was torn in the middle. Qin Yousang put on a set of clothes on his head. The waist is tied with silk, and it looks like wearing a luxurious long shoulder.

Under the light, the fur glows with a beautiful dark blue, and the face is as flawless as jade.

Receiving the blazing eyes of the burning sky, Qin Yousang pursed his lips and smiled. He's seen a lot of people like that. However, being stared at by Lin Xiaotian like this, Qin Yousang still had a faint satisfaction in his heart: "Thank you for the fur." ”

"Not bad, good, good-looking." Burning Sky did not hesitate to praise, and he already had an idea in his heart, "Qin Gongzi is ingenious and talented!" ”

"Miss Lin has won the prize." was praised, Qin Yousang was still very happy. He smiled reservedly, "I just tore a hole and tied a belt." People are good-looking, and they can look at anything they wear. ”

This was said so much that Burning Sky could not continue. She had never met a narcissistic person like Qin Yousang. She endured it and smiled, "Since it didn't take much effort. Qin Gongzi can help me make one for me. ”

Being a tailor does not require cultivation, Qin Yousang will definitely be able to do it. It is also worth it to let a Xuanmen Yuanying make clothes for himself and provide him with food and shelter. Burning Sky was very satisfied that he had found Qin Yousang's place to use.

Qin Yousang was slightly surprised.

He wondered if he had heard it wrong: "Miss Lin, presumably you won't eat the pot tomorrow?" ”

The weather in the small realm changes according to her mind. Today, for the sake of shabu mutton, she made a heavy snowfall, dripping and frozen. If you don't eat it tomorrow, the weather will naturally be as warm as spring. Does she still need to wear fur on her shoulders?

Qin Yousang looked at her suspiciously. Let him a big man make her fur shoulders. This girl didn't mean to summon him, did she?

In addition to wanting to find something to do for Qin Yousang, Burning Sky also has other scruples.

Her cultivation is already not afraid of the cold. Now that she is only wearing a single and thin skirt in the heavy snow and cold winter, Qin Yousang will think that she also uses a cold amulet. He didn't know that this was the only one in the small realm. There is no material for making talismans here, and the talisman in the hand is one less than one.

She can control the weather in the small realm. What will I do when I go out in the future? As a low-level monk who has just started refining qi, he does not have a magic weapon to ward off the cold but is not afraid of the cold, which will definitely arouse suspicion.

It takes a long time to build trust. Trust is often destroyed by a sesame seed-sized thing. Burning Sky didn't want his plans to be ruined on such a trivial matter.

Women always love beauty. Seeing the gorgeous fur and shoulders on Qin Yousang's body, Burning Sky no longer wanted to wear this prison robe.

Therefore, Qin Yousang had to make clothes for her.