Qin Yousang glared at her, blood surging in his chest. He told himself over and over again that Lin Xiaotian was unintentional, and he was more serious than a little girl. Telling himself over and over again, let Lin Xiaotian see that he was angry, doesn't it mean that he is a thief?

That kind of thing is always more at the expense of women. Qin Yousang has always thought so.

However, I heard the word furnace ding. He's still angry. Active and passive are two different things. It's about attitude, it's about face.

He thought about that night again. Qin Yousang thought that he must find that woman and come back in humiliation. Ten times over!

As soon as the Burning Sky hits, he immediately retreats, and will never take advantage of the victory to pursue and beat the water dogs. She's scared - the dog jumps off the wall.

Pretending not to say anything, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "I cut the meat." ”

She holds a stout leg of rock lamb in one hand and a dagger in the other. The true qi accumulated in the past two months was used on the slices of meat without hesitation.

Monks are more skilled in the control of their strength than ordinary people. With each stroke of the dagger, the same thick slice of meat was cut from the leg of lamb. Pounced on the plate, the edges slightly curled, it was very good-looking.

The slender snow-white arms waved, light and graceful, and gradually became a phantom.

The little thin arms are pretty good. Qin Yousang remembered the woman's little hand again. A young woman with a very high status in the demon world, with a slender body like light feathers and a soft voice. Maybe it's not hard to find.

The hard thing is how he can get revenge.

He needs to get stronger, stronger than ever!

The thought of becoming stronger comes to mind his shattered meridians. Qin Yousang coughed and cleared his throat, interrupting his unrealistic reverie. Looking up, he saw the little smugness on Burning Sky's face, so he said disdainfully: "Cut meat, you don't need to cultivate." ”

Burning Sky stopped. Leaning on a leg of mutton, carrying a dagger, stepping on a stool with one foot, he looked at him like a condescending live bandit and with a disdainful look of "just by you".

Taking the leg of mutton and the dagger in her hand, Qin Yousang responded to her with practical actions.

The remaining leg of lamb was also cut into a thin slice of meat that could be seen through the light by curling. He showed off his powerful arms with some pride, and said reservedly: "The cultivation is gone." In the world, it is also an invincible warrior. ”

"That's great!" Burning Sky smiled at the corner of his lips.

A trace of vigilance rose in Qin Yousang's heart. And what does she want to do?

"I need to concentrate on cultivating and improving my cultivation, and in the future, the rough work of chopping wood, carrying water, washing vegetables, cutting meat, and cooking will be handed over to you. I'll do the dishes, I can't trust your cooking skills. ”

What's the situation? Chopping wood, carrying water, washing vegetables, cutting meat, and cooking are all left to him? Living in her spatial realm, in addition to making clothes for her, she has to be reduced to her long-term work?

"Hurry up and eat! The last meal of meat in the house. If I don't improve my cultivation, I can't kill the beast. We won't have any meat to eat in the future. Solved Qin Yousang's employment problem in the small realm, and Burning Sky happily soaked the meat slices into the pot.

The last meal of meat at home? If you want to eat meat in the future, you need her to go out and kill strange beasts?

Hearing her say the word "the two of us", all of Qin Yousang's anger disappeared. There was a little softness in the bottom of my heart that was accidentally touched, faintly sour.

No matter how poisonous Lin Xiaotian was, she also took him in. The cultivation of the first level of qi refining is not at the first level, and in order to eat meat, he has to risk going out to kill strange beasts. But he didn't forget his share.

Qin Yousang nodded: "Okay." I'll do the menial work. ”

Burning Heaven, who was stealing a glance at Qin Yousang, was about to refute his doubts with a bunch of words, but suddenly found that he didn't need it. He accepted it all so calmly? Burning Sky was a little difficult to accept for a while.

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Gobi rock sheep search for lichen moss for food in the underground canyons, and struggle to survive in the mouths of strange beasts. Running and jumping all year round, the hind legs are thick and powerful, and the meat is elastic. The slices of sliced meat are covered with simple and beautiful snowflake patterns. As soon as you roll in the milky white soup, the snowflake pattern turns translucent amber and gives off an enticing meaty aroma.

Two pairs of bamboo chopsticks rained down.

The pink and tender slices of meat have almost no fat, but have a creamy taste, fat but not greasy, and melt in the mouth. The moment the finely chopped wild onion garlic and dogwood and soy sauce are put into the mouth at the same time, the taste buds are suddenly stimulated and exploded.

Drink another bowl of soup sprinkled with salted green onions, and the pores of the whole body will be relaxed.

The snow was still falling tirelessly, and a cool breeze swept up, which happened to neutralize the heat of the shabu-shabu pot on the charcoal stove.

Qin Yousang was like flying, and he had already forgotten the demeanor of Yuan Ying. He had never eaten such a tender pot. He was amazed to find that the feeling brought by the food was no less than the comfort of cultivation.

He had to admit that it was more comfortable to eat shabu-shabu in freezing weather. Like, once again, Lin Xiaotian did the right thing?

lived to be more than 100 years old, and was always led by a teenage girl to play with her nose. I also want to praise her for doing everything right. The cultivation is gone, and his brain has become stupid? Or maybe she's more than a teenager.

Qin Yousang's gaze quickly swept over her. Still can't tell her real age. Once again, he felt that the elixir of rejuvenating the face was really a miracle medicine that killed male cultivators. Lin Xiaotian's voice was as clear as the thawing of a spring stream, and the feeling of crispy ice in the mouth was crunchy. In any case, it is not like an older friar who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

After cutting meat and snatching food in a pot together, Qin Yousang felt that now was the best time to ask the little girl about her origins.

Unfortunately, Burning Sky also thinks so. At this time, it is the best opportunity to make up stories to coax Qin Yousang's trust.

"It's best to drink some tea after a meal to relieve your greasy." Burning Sky touched a slightly bulging lower abdomen and sighed.

Qin Yousang did not shirk: "What you said is very true." ”

The two of them fished out the last piece of meat in the pot, put on a style of admiring the lake, the moon and the snow, and secretly figured out how to speak.

Of course, Burning Sky can't pour beans into a bamboo tube and recite the made up story first. Storytelling needs to throw bricks, and she hopes that Qin Yousang will take the initiative to make that brick.

If you want to inquire about Lin Xiaotian's origin, you must first establish the image of your predecessors. Qin Yousang let the burning sky get his wish, and opened his mouth first: "Before Qin's meridians are broken, he will cultivate to ...... It's actually not bad. ”

Qin Yousang thought slylyly, talking about such a topic as cultivation was tempting enough for the little qi refining cultivator. In particular, the little friars who did not have the guidance of a master were particularly eager to have the guidance of a master.

Burning Sky was very fond of the field: "Really? Have you laid the foundation? ”

Build...... Base?! Monk Tsukiji is a fart! If you have a good cultivation, is it only a foundation building monk? With his demeanor and bearing, Yuan Ying didn't dare to guess, but it was okay to guess a Jindan monk? Qin Yousang was blocked by the word Zhuji, and his chest was tight and short of breath.

I'm Yuanying! Lin Xiaotian will not be scared to death, he will definitely die of laughter. The dignified Yuan Ying fell into cultivation, lost in order to seek a place to stay, and gave her a long time to do rough work...... After holding back for a long time, Qin Yousang confessed with a sad face: "I have been building the foundation for a long time. ”

He built his foundation at the age of 20, and then cultivated without encountering obstacles until he was married at the age of 82. It's not a lie.

How good would it be if he could refine his qi again now? A foundation building monk can fly with qi and cast a lot of spells, so it's not bad to have a foundation building cultivation.

In the past, when he was an elder of Yuanying, the monks didn't bother to take a look. Losing his cultivation, he even felt satisfied with building a foundation.

Qin Yousang hid the sadness and embarrassment in his eyes, and squinted at her: "Seeing that you are not young, why don't you even have the cultivation of the first level of qi refining?" ”

What does it mean that you are not too young? Is she old? Her actual age and her face aren't old at all, okay? No matter how good the Burning Sky Qi Kung Fu is, he is angry enough.

Xu used her words as a knife to cut him bloody. He is not allowed to use this as a sword to poke her a few times?

Sure enough, age is a woman's death hole, and she will die if she pokes it. Qin Yousang blew the water vapor floating on the teacup, as if he hadn't said anything. My heart was dark.