Obviously, cabbage is an ordinary cabbage, and tofu is an extremely ordinary tofu. They are both mortal things.
Just this wild boar meat has a little bit of aura.
Didn’t it mean that Xuanyuanzong was extremely poor and extravagant and lived the most comfortable life?
After dinner, Song Qingyun was about to wash the dishes, but Chu Yan wrote a cleaning charm to do it.
After the meal, Sang Luo sent a message to the Deacon Hall, asking them to send someone over to deliver a set of clothes and disciple badges for his direct disciples.
Su Changluo also said hello to the other side before running away, so the communication was extremely smooth.
The deacon hall was very efficient. Within a short time, a crane was sent to deliver disciple cards and clothes to the door, as well as a monthly report of direct disciples.
Since there were only these two cabins in Xuefeng Peak, Chu Yanshu was naturally thrown into Song Qingyun's room to live together.
After the meal, Bai He expressly delivered the 9:9 free Thunderbolt Fire Bomb, so Song Qingyun enthusiastically made a bed for him and gave him half of the wooden house.
The moonlight was fading, and Chu Yanshu was half-leaning on the edge of the bed, holding the Xuanyuan Sect's disciple card in his hand. His long eyelashes were lowered to cover his dark eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Hey junior brother, don't be in a daze, go to bed quickly, otherwise you won't be able to wake up tomorrow morning!"
Song Qingyun's voice came, and Chu Yanshu turned his head, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"What's the meaning."
Song Qingyun pulled the quilt, closed his eyes, fell asleep in a second, and muttered,
"You'll find out tomorrow."
Chu Yanshu frowned slightly, a little confused.
When Sang Luo returned to the wooden house, he poured himself a cup of hot water as usual, then sat on the bed and meditated.
When she got here, she had just been admitted to Tsinghua University, and knowing that she was a vicious female partner, she was afraid of dying miserably, so she kept her old habits, meditating until at least 10:30 at night, and getting up around 5 in the morning. Practice swordsmanship.
Later, I found that meditating was more comfortable, so I simply stopped sleeping. I meditated every night to absorb the spiritual energy, and then got up at around five o'clock in the morning to practice swordsmanship.
Therefore, when Chu Yanshu just fell asleep at the second watch, he heard Song Qingyun getting up soon, and then the sound of sword practice.
The young man opened his tired eyes, pulled the quilt, covered his head, turned over, and continued to sleep.
Sang Luo changed into a goose-yellow short shirt that he usually wears, with three thousand blue hair tied up with a ribbon, and his ponytail tied high.
But when she saw Chu Yanshu's appearance, she frowned.
what happened?
Is this Chu Yanshu really useless?
Even if your cultivation level has not improved, your vigilance should still be there.
She approached so cautiously just now because she was afraid that the dog would kill someone in her dream, but now, why was she just sleeping? Still sleeping so hard!
"Hello, Chu Yanshu?"
Sang Luo called Chu Yanshu, but the boy on the bed remained motionless.
She shouted again, and this time the boy moved.
He grabbed the quilt again and covered his head with the pillow next to him.
Sang Luo: "..."
The system releases the task in a timely manner: [Ask the host to help Chu Yanshu build the foundation within three months. Task reward: high-grade spiritual stone*10]
Sang Luo fought hard for the top grade spiritual stone.
She raised her hand and lifted the quilt that Chu Yanshu was covering. Perhaps she was too strong, and he held the quilt too tightly. With just one force, she pulled him off the bed.
Chu Yanshu was thrown to the ground suddenly and was stunned for a moment.
Then, he heard the girl's iron voice ringing in his ears,
"How did you manage to sleep? With your level of cultivation, how did you manage to sleep?"
