Her Majesty the Queen never speaks loudly.

Redesigning a house was not a difficult task for her.

In the Apocalypse plane, all the materials she collected were stored in the virtual space.

The empty space realm, which has the origin of Xilan and wood, automatically spawns various flowers, plants, trees, vegetables, fruits, and various rare medicinal materials.

The supplies were randomly scattered on the grass, exactly the same as when they were put in. They did not become old and damaged with the passage of time, and remain as bright as new.

This space world is special and can be reborn into the next world with her infinite cycle.

However, the first few worlds did not lack food and clothing, so they left their existence behind and did not come in handy until they entered this plane.

The two pieces of chocolate and snack gift packs from the world of Void Space were taken out.

However, if you want to redecorate the room now, you have to give a vaccination to Xiao Baozi in advance.

"Xiaobao, my mother got guidance from the immortal when she was seriously ill..."

A few tricks of making up randomly.

He coaxed the little bun to amazement.

Fenghua moved out of the bed from the virtual space realm, and the empty room that had originally left nothing was immediately occupied by a large bed.

It is not the ancient stepping bed, but the soft and wide Simmons.

Xiaobao opened his mouth slightly in surprise, taking a "o" shape.

It turned out that my mother had really been enlightened by the gods and became a disciple of the immortal. She was not talking nonsense after recovering from a serious illness.

Otherwise... Otherwise, how could you wave your hand and create a... bed.

But, is this a bed?

The bed looks so strange, it is not a step bed or arhat bed.

Could it be...

The bed where the immortal sleeps?

Just as Xiaobao was pondering and thinking carefully, Fenghua waved his hand and made a Western dressing table, solid wood wardrobe, genuine leather sand, table and chair combinations, pots and pans...

Modern furniture is neatly and organized in a house with pure ancient buildings, with a strange contradiction and a sense of matching.

In just half an hour, the empty house was completely renewed.

The bedroom has a luxurious layer of soft white velvet blanket on the earthen brick floor.

Even the paper-paste diamond windows are equipped with luxurious silk curtains.

Xiaobao sat on something called Sha, drinking the yogurt stuffed to him by his mother in small sips. He already believed in the saying that Fenghua had deceived him into being enlightened by a fairy when he was seriously ill.

After placing the last thing, Fenghua patted the dust that did not exist on Xian's hands, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

It's just like this for the time being, just barely stay for a while.

Anyway, she and Xiao Baozi couldn't stay in Lihua Village for a long time.

"...Little Bao Niang?Little Bao Niang?" A woman's voice came vaguely outside the yard.

Xiaobao held the yogurt, blinked his eyes, reminding him, "Mom, it's Xiaohuzi's mother."

Fenghua goes out.

A woman was holding a mud bowl in her hand, with two sweet potatoes in it, and stood outside the yard with her neck stretched out and looked inside. When she saw her coming out, "Xiao Baoniang, you've come out."

"Is there anything wrong with Mrs. Li?" Hu Ziniang's husband's surname is Li.

A literary saying to Mrs. Li made Hu Zini blush, "We are mud-legged in the countryside, what kind of lady is not a wife?"
Chapter completed!