"That's how it is, Sister Su, do you think I've had a dream or I'm reborn in this world."

In the small greenhouse, on the straw bed, the two of them sat side by side. Lu Xiaochi revealed the dream that seemed real and illusory, without any concealment. Finally, he turned around and looked at Su Ningyan and asked very seriously.

Su Ningyan was listening quietly all the time, her emotions did not fluctuate too much. At this moment, she looked at Lu Xiaochi, but her eyes were very complicated. Youyou said, "I hope you just had a dream."

Lu Xiaochi smiled bitterly, hugged his hands behind his head, slowly lay down on the bed, and sighed: "Actually, no matter whether it is a dream or a reality, it doesn't matter. What matters is the cultivation in the dream..."

Speaking of this, his voice stopped. His body, which had just been lying down, rubbed and sat up again. His eyes were burning at Su Ningyan, and he couldn't suppress his surprise and shouted in a low voice: "It's true!"

Su Ningyan blinked and immediately understood, but there was no joy on her face. Instead, she lowered her eyes lonely and looked at the straw that had just been pulled in her hand, twisting her fingers one after another.

"Sister Su..." Lu Xiaochi put his hands on Su Ningyan's shoulders and pressed them down with a little force, and his voice seemed a little low.

Su Ningyan was silent for a moment, suddenly raised her head and said happily: "What you said before is right. As long as I am Su Ningyan and you are Lu Xiaochi, that's enough! Whether he is dreaming or... rebirth? It doesn't matter."

Lu Xiaochi suddenly hugged Su Ningyan and shouted emotionally: "Sister Su!"

Su Ningyan hesitated for a moment, hugged Lu Xiaochi, and gently patted his back.

"Sister Su, I'll try to practice again. I was too shocked before and I didn't have time to feel it well." Lu Xiaochi immediately fell into the shackles and sat down, pursuing the skills he was practicing in his dreams, and began to try to absorb the energy of heaven and earth.

Su Ningyan sat quietly on the side, looking at the boy with a peaceful expression with his eyes closed, and sighed softly in his heart, as long as he is still Lu Xiaochi, that's enough, but is he really Lu Xiaochi?

As Lu Xiaochi's martial arts was operational, strands of spiritual energy that ordinary people could not see or touch came continuously and was slowly taken into his stomach.

"Huh!" Su Ningyan, who was stunned and dazed, suddenly frowned. She reached out to catch her in the air in confusion, always feeling that she seemed to have seen something, but she didn't touch anything.

"Huh!" Lu Xiaochi gently exhaled a turbid breath and slowly opened his eyes. Now he could not see the wisp of heaven and earth vital energy floating in, but he could feel a wisp of different vital energy being absorbed by himself.

"How is it?" Su Ningyan put down the doubts in her heart and asked softly.

"Sister Su! We're lucky!" Lu Xiaochi said excitedly: "The skills in the dream can really be practiced. I feel refreshed now!"

"Yeah." Su Ningyan smiled with her eyebrows, but just nodded slightly.

"No one can bully us again!" Lu Xiaochi rubbed his hands excitedly. If it weren't for the small and not tall enough, he would have stood up and walked back and forth long ago.

"Yes, our little chick will become very powerful. Sister Su will rely on you to protect her in the future." Su Ningyan said with a faint smile.

"That's natural!" Lu Xiaochi slapped his chest louder, and he used a little more force. He only bared his teeth when touching the wound, without reducing his excitement: "Wait for me to practice for a few more days, if there is no change, I will find a suitable martial art for Sister Su, and we will all become high-ranking monks..."

Lu Xiaochi suddenly paused, looked at Su Ningyan in confusion, and asked inquiry: "Sister Su, do you say that there are people who practice in this world who I said?"

Su Ningyan shrugged, spread her hands, and asked back, "Who should I ask?"

"Okay." He really asked a stupid question. Lu Xiaochi touched his nose and smiled bitterly, then frowned, looked at his hand, and was silent for a while.

This is my little habit in my dream. Whenever I encounter helpless things, I will subconsciously touch my nose, as if even a big thing is a big deal, it will be solved by touching my nose.

Su Ningyan was also looking at Lu Xiaochi's hand. Seeing that he had noticed this, she added with a smile: "This is the seventh time you have touched your nose after you woke up."

"Okay." Lu Xiaochi was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a bitter smile, and raised half of his hand and put it down embarrassedly.

"It's not a bad habit, so don't think about changing it." Su Ningyan held Lu Xiaochi's hand and shook her head.

"I feel a little awkward to change it or not..." Lu Xiaochi smiled with a hearty smile. When he was about to say something, his stomach started to croak inappropriately.

It seemed as if he didn't want Lu Xiaochi to be beautiful, but he seemed to be unable to bear to be too lonely, and Su Ningyan's stomach also started to whine.

The two of them looked at each other and suddenly laughed, and said, "Oh, I can't stand it anymore!"

This was the way for the two of them to have fun in pain when they were so hungry that they couldn't get food before, so they seemed very tacit.

"Sister Su, let's go, it seems we should go out to find food." Lu Xiaochi nodded at the door of the house and walked out first.

Looking at Lu Xiaochi's back, Su Ningyan smiled sweetly and followed behind him with his waist.

When Su Ningyan smiled, looking at the left cheek alone, it was so beautiful. When looking at the right cheek alone, it was enough to cry and howl.

But looking at her relieved look, it seemed that she had really let go of her heart at this moment.

...

...

The two stood side by side outside their homes, listening to the whistling wind outside and looking at the heavy snow flying in the ancestral hall, Su Ningyan sighed: "With such a heavy wind and snow, can you get something to eat when you go out?"

"Of course, it's possible! We are quasi-cultivists now, and we may be the only monks!" Lu Xiaochi reached out and rolled like waves in the wind and snow, as if he had already taken over the whole world.

"I've had a dream and my confidence has expanded to this level." Su Ningyan shook her head, looking very helpless.

"What's this? It's a matter of time for those monks in the dream to practice until they reach the end of their cultivation. It's just a matter of moving mountains and filling the sea." Lu Xiaochi closed his eyes and shook his neck, his face full of intoxication.

"You said too, it's because they have been practicing for a long time. You just started, and you want to reach the sky in one step." Su Ningyan took out a handkerchief from her pocket and covered it on her face.

"Okay." Lu Xiaochi lowered his head, his voice weakened, but suddenly raised his head and said confidently: "I really feel refreshed now, as if I have endless energy."

"Okay, okay, our Xiaochi is very powerful now. He beat Chang San's group of people just as he was waiting." Su Ningyan curled his lips and said in a very perfunctory tone.

"That's natural! Let's go out to dominate the street!" Lu Xiaochi raised his neck and waved forward with force.

The two of them wrapped their clothes tightly, shrank their shoulders and waisted, and plunged into the wind and snow.

The snow had just fallen, and the snow had covered its ankles. They walked very hard against the wind.

But the real difficulties have been overcome!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!