Slim and white fingers brushed across the arms with snow-white hair, soft like silk clouds.

Ling Chu looked down at Qingkong who was drunk, and gently touched his fingertips on both sides of his back. There were two small meat buns there.

Back then, Ling Chu almost took several pieces of debris from the unknown treasure hall. After Ling Chu arrived at the Chishui tribe and had his own residence, he took them out and looked at them one by one.

She didn't know what was inside those fragments, because they didn't even have time to check it out, and they were sent away by the collapsed space.

So, three years ago, when Ling Chu opened the storage bracelet and checked the fragments one by one, it felt like during the holidays, his elders and relatives gave her gifts, and opened them with anticipation and curiosity.

Although Ling Chu had already prepared, logically speaking, the cultivation level of a person and a demon in the palace when he died was even in the current world of cultivation, it was the best in the world. The things he carries with must not be simple, not to mention that the treasure that has been able to last for thousands of years but has not been destroyed is not simple.

Ling Chuyi grabbed eight streaming fragments in total. The first streaming fragments he took out were a drop of essence and blood from the divine beast White Tiger, and the second and third streaming fragments were the divine beast White Tiger's bones. These were all absorbed by Qingkong.

After absorbing the clear sky, I fell into a deep sleep on the spot.

I slept for a long time before I woke up. During this year, Qingkong's cultivation level continued to rise, but in just over half a year it broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, and then slowly stabilized.

However, the improvement of cultivation is only the second most important thing, and the most important thing is that there are two meat bags on Qingkong's back.

According to the drop of essence and blood of the divine beast White Tiger refined by Qingshang, some of the divine beast White Tiger inheritance told it that it was about to grow a pair of wings, the wind and thunder wings of the divine beast White Tiger.

Riding the wind and thunder, it is swift and majestic.

However, to truly grow wings, Qingkong has to wait for Qingkong to truly refine the essence and blood of the divine beast White Tiger and refine the two divine beast bones.

Because one of the divine beast bones is the wing bones of the divine beast White Tiger. Once refined, the wind and thunder wings in the clear sky will inevitably be extraordinary.

Ling Chu, the master of Qingkong, was very happy because when Qingkong grows wings in the future, Qingkong could not only take Lingchu to run on land, but also carry Lingchu to fly in the sky.

Not bad, it can save Lingchu from buying a spirit stone for flying magic weapon.

Following A Luo, Ling Chu looked calm on his face, but he thought a lot in his heart.

From this perspective, the clear sky is like sea, land and air, only one sea is missing.

The dinner at the Harvest Festival was very lively. A fire several meters high was set up in the center of the Chishui tribe. In front of each house, colorful straps were tied, or a brown wheat stem was inserted obliquely, or a bunch of bright flowers, or a green leaf.

These are all in particular. When there are girls who are about to marry at home, flowers are placed on the door, and when there are adult children, they are long leaves, and when there are elders, they are wheat stalks.

Of course, if there are all, you can hang them all, or you can choose the same one.

It's just a little bit of meaning.

Around the fire were the Chishui tribes sitting in a circle. They casually laid a layer of linen on the ground. In the center of the linen, there was a bowl of pointed food, a bunch of fresh flowers, and a green leaf.

And a jar of wine made of grain.

The men held a large pottery bowl and filled the high grain wine. They toasted each other with each other, saying blessings.

The women were wearing various clothes, colorful silk ribbons tied around their waists, holding hands forehand, dancing and singing around the fire.

The crisp and melodious singing echoed throughout the oasis.

Ling Chu was pulled by Alor, tied a colorful silk ribbon around his waist, held hands, and joined the dancing team.

The person who participated in the battle with the Molang tribe when the Chishui tribe saw Ling Chu, he was subconsciously afraid and respectful. The Northern Wilderness tribe admired the strong.

The women of Chishui tribe who had never seen Ling Chu calmly walking through the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and a ferocious monster beside him did not have much awe except that this beautiful girl was a little unsociable and mysterious.

Although they were a little strange to each other, they were people who had lived in the clan for three years, and at least they all became familiar with each other. Therefore, when Alao pulled Ling Chu to dance, the women from the Chishui tribe were surprised, but they still held Ling Chu's hand with a smile on their faces and enthusiastically taught Ling Chu how to dance this harvest dance.

It is not difficult. With the memory of the Lingchu Foundation-building monk, even if no one explains it to her, she can learn it after watching this dance.

However, Ling Chu looked at the Chishui woman who taught her to dance, and her face was filled with joy and enthusiasm, but she didn't say much.

Ling Chu is indeed a little uncomfortable with dancing like this, but such a lively atmosphere is indeed easy to infect people.

Ling Chu has always been a casual person. Although this is a bit awkward, it also makes her feel a little novel.

The fun heart suddenly arose and ignores the strange sight around him.

Ling Chu danced with him, but did not sing.

After staying in the Chishui tribe for three years, Lingchu has already learned the language of the Northern Wilderness. If he didn't know the details, just listening to the fluent speech of the Northern Wilderness, no one would suspect that she was from the Northern Wilderness.

It was very late for the Harvest Festival. After the Harvest Dance, a big fat sheep was roasted, with four hooves tied to the grill, and the flames were fierce underneath it.

The sauce is crispy and tender and oily.

The whole roasted lamb was shining with a bright oil, and a burnt fragrance lingered throughout the Chishui tribe.

There are tribe members who are good at sword techniques in their tribe. The sharp knife in their hands is quick and easy. As the sword light flashes, pieces of roasted lamb with leather and meat are added.

Packed one dish and passed to all tribe members present.

Ling Chu also got a piece, holding the plate of mutton in his hand, Ling Chu touched the other hand from his waist and took out a sealed small porcelain bottle.

When the seal was opened, a spicy smell overflowed. This was the rising version of Yu's seasoning bag. While the roasted lamb was still steaming and the crispy skin was oily, Ling Chu gently poured out some seasonings and evenly spread the whole lamb.

After waiting for a few breaths, I boldly pinched the steamed roast lamb with my hands and bit it down with a bite.

The people who roast the whole lamb have very good skills.

The skin is crispy but not burnt, and it has a light salty taste. It is mixed with the slightly tender mutton roasted under the skin. Most of the original greasy taste instantly melts away, and only the mouth is full of oil. Coupled with Lingchu's Yu's seasoning, a fragrance that is neither rinsed nor dissipated overflows the lips and teeth.

Scent, crisp, tender.

The clear sky lying on Lingchu's knees, her nose moved slightly, and her pink tongue subconsciously licked her mouth. She was still drunk, but she smashed her mouth twice.

I originally wanted to use roasted whole lamb as the chapter title, but my serious book stopped me. At the end of the writing, when I looked back at Feng Lei wings, I couldn't help but think of Coke chicken wings, baked wings of honey sauce, and various wings, hahahahahaha. Thank you Xing Yunlifang, Yun Shenyu's fine reward, thank you Jason, Nuanyang, Sakura, Qingli is the monthly ticket for lemons. I have to ask my editor again about the exemption limit, which is strange.
Chapter completed!