Master wants to run away!

That night, Xue Hanling cooked the dishes silently, sat under the plane tree and waited for Lin Shen to come over.

The cold peak is made of profound ice layer by layer. Unlike other peaks, it is a land of spiritual soil and peaks, and there is no trace of spiritual grass and fruit. However, if monks need these things, they can only be prepared by the peak master Xue Hanling.

Lin Shen took back the Bing Xin Sword silently. He had practiced the sword all afternoon, and the sword technique that had been engraved in his heart was displayed by him in an instant, with both form and spirit, majestic and majestic.

But Xue Hanling didn't see it. In the afternoon, he finally slept comfortably with the Huolingzhu in his arms.

"Master." Even though it was the snowy cold peak, Lin Shen was still sweating all over.

Xue Hanling only glanced at it, then nodded in agreement.

In his previous life, the evil Xiaojun was full of anger, and he couldn't stop it. It's no wonder that he was sweating profusely just by practicing swords.

"Do you want to wash it first?" Perhaps because of the awkward atmosphere, Xue Hanling moved his nose and smelled the strong masculine breath coming from Lin Shen.

It smells good, but after all, it's a little warm.

Lin Shen brushed his hair, and didn't care about his master's reticence, "But the master cooked the meal..." and it was delicious.

In his previous life, he was inexplicably loathed by Xue Hanling, so he had never eaten the spiritual food made by the Immortal Hanling.

"It's okay." Xue Hanling tapped the air lightly, and the beautiful ice flowers scattered along his pink fingertips, and lightly landed on the spiritual food.

It's so beautiful.

Before Lin Shen came back to his senses, those few plates of spicy food were locked away, and the delicacy was guaranteed to the maximum extent.

Lin Shen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect his little master to have such an astonishing grasp of spells. These spiritual fruits, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual beast meat can only be kept fresh for an hour or two. Now it seems that under Xue Hanling's hands, There is no problem keeping it for half a month, and it will even be warm.

Is it really the phoenix soaring in the nine heavens?

"There is a hot spring in the back mountain, go ahead." Xue Hanling seemed to be satisfied with his operation, and the calmness in his words became a little more turbulent.

"Yes." Lin Shen smiled.

After he left, Xue Hanling silently patted his chest a few times. He was a little nervous getting along with Lin Shen, even though it was years after his heart was cut open.

Taking out a small notebook from the mustard space, Xue Hanling continued to write on it:

Xue Xiaoniao's diary, August 11th, Feng'[-], Yin

Today he gave him the Fire Spirit Orb, and he slept comfortably, but he always felt something was wrong.

Xue Hanling bit the penholder, and his small porcelain white teeth moved up and down, probably because he was a phoenix that was supposed to be on fire. Although he was extremely suitable for practicing ice-attribute skills, he still maintained the habit of a phoenix, and couldn't stand that. It's cold to the bone, so I yearn for warmth.

Because the bones are always cold, that's why they are so weak and lazy.Since practicing, it can be said that he has never had a good night's sleep - now that he has this precious Fire Spirit Orb, he can take a peaceful nap.

When Lin Shen came back from the bath, he saw his little master obediently sitting on the stool, biting the tip of his pen and looking at something.

Why are you biting the tip of your pen like a child?Lin Shen sneered, as expected, he knew people and faces but didn't know his heart, and strode forward, wanting to see what his little master was doing.

"Master." Lin Shen clasped his fists in salute, and caught a glimpse of the three characters round from the corner of his eyes.

Xue Xiaoniao.