Mozun raises the milk bag after the moon is old

And Yulin seemed to see that he was in a bad mood, and he was cautious no matter what he said or did. Fu Li hadn't had the heart to find fault these few days, but he was quite calm.

The mist over Misty Terrace was so thick that day that the entire platform could not be seen to the side.

The fog in Tayun Palace is lingering all year round. Fuli has always loved the fog very much, and often sits on the cloud treading ladder to watch the fog.

And the mist in Misty Terrace was even thicker than that in Tayun Palace, Fu Li was fascinated by it for a moment.

The Misty Terrace, which doesn't shit like a bird, isn't that bad!Fu Li stared at the continuously floating fog, squinting his eyes in satisfaction, at least the scenery was to his liking.

Just when Fuli was extremely satisfied, he heard Yulin's voice beside him: "Little God seat."

Fuli, who was disturbed, wanted to choke back, but Yulin spoke to him in a very relaxed tone, apparently because he was much more at ease by not finding fault with him these days.

Fu Li thought for a while, swallowed that sentence and explained to himself: I am in a good mood today, so it is not impossible to give him a good face.

"what?"

"Hmm..." Yulin at the other end hesitated for a while before saying, "Do you want to visit the Marriage Tree?"

"Go." Fuli stood up from the ground, and patted the dust that didn't exist at all: He has been staying in Misty Terrace all this time, and he hasn't been to other places yet!

"The little god, please follow me." Yulin made a "please" gesture.

Just as Fu Li was about to follow, Yulin stopped, frowning suspiciously, and at the same time saw a paper crane floating in front of her, flapping its wings towards her.

What does he mean by this?

After that, Fuli guessed from the expression on Yulin's face: the last time I went back to Misty Terrace with this Yulin, I followed behind with a stinky face, and he felt his dissatisfaction.

So use paper cranes to guide yourself?

Sure enough, Fuli's guess was right, Yulin followed him this time.

For an instant, Fu Li felt a little inexplicable.

Fu Li didn't like this feeling for a while, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore, and followed the paper crane to a certain direction.

The fog was very thick, and only the red light flickering below could be vaguely seen. Fu Li knew that the Marriage Tree had arrived, so she fell from midair.

The tree that came into view was very large, the petals were light pink, and all kinds of paper strips drifted in the wind.

There are many red lines under the tree.

Fuli looked at those red lines with some doubts. Before he came, he heard what his father said. Due to the old Yue, the red lines here were in a mess.

But although the red line in front of me is messy, it is not as exaggerated as my father described.

"Oh..." Yulin came up to the side, obviously guessing what he was thinking from his expression, and said slowly: "After Litang left, I came here to help tidy up when I had nothing to do. When Tang comes back, he won't be in such a hurry."

Fuli didn't say a word: "..."

I'm afraid this person is not a fool, is he?

Judging from the relationship during this period of time, it has been found that he is very busy, and this marriage tree is quite far from the Constellation Palace, so he is not too tired to find things for himself?

Fu Li couldn't help becoming curious: "Do you have a good relationship with Father's female seat?"

"Yeah." Yulin nodded to him and said, "It's very good."

"Why are you so nice to your father's mother seat?"

I heard from my father's mother seat that he was alone in the fairy world, so this Yulin didn't dislike him, treated him well, and took him in?

And he took special care of him. At that time, the father's mother was poor and white, and he didn't know that he was actually the son of Runze Qilin. What is this Yulin map?

Is the female seat of the father of the picture good-looking?

He doesn't look too bad himself...

Fu Li was taken aback by the idea that suddenly popped up in his mind: what is this all about!

Yulin next to him didn't realize that Fuli's expression had become very strange. He went to sit under the marriage tree, raised his head and said to him: "Litang is unaccompanied and has low mana. The other immortals are always laughing at me. he."

Fu Li looked at the face vaguely in the mist, probably because it was too blurry, which made the face more gentle.

"So others treat him badly, so I'll treat him well, at least let him know that there are still people who care about him." Yulin picked up a ball of thread, and didn't notice Fu Li's complicated eyes when she looked at her: "And Li Tang Treat me well, I treat him with sincerity, and he treats me with sincerity, so I should treat him well so as not to disappoint his trust in me."

Fuli thought of the sentence that Yulin told him that day if he didn't believe it, he would check whether the crabapple flowers were singular: So this Yulin didn't trust him?

"Why don't you believe me?"

Yulin said "Huh?" at this unprovoked sentence, obviously not understanding, and wanted to ask a question, but seeing Fu Li's expression was really not very good, he swallowed the words back.

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with Yulin having such thoughts. I am always teasing him to make things difficult for him, let alone treating him sincerely: "..."

What would it be like in exchange for his sincere treatment and trust?

Yulin was really puzzled in his heart: Why is Xiao Shenzuo's complexion getting uglier?

"Little God seat, come over and take a look at this!"

Seeing that Yulin hid the doubt in his eyes, Fuli knew that he was guessing what he was thinking.

But he just didn't want to get angry, so he walked towards him: He wanted to care about himself and was afraid of making himself unhappy by asking, so he deliberately changed the topic, right?

Fu Li frowned: Although he was very pretentious, he had to admit that Yulin was really kind to him.

He is so good to himself, so he is so familiar with his father's female seat and is the best friend, so what kind of good should he be to his father's female seat?

"Little God seat?"

Fuli turned her head, and saw the doubt in Yulin's eyes appeared again, this time she couldn't hide it: "Are you unhappy?"

Fuli exploded a little: "I didn't!"

"Oh..." Yulin lowered his head and handed him the red thread that was roughly arranged in his hand: "If you don't have it, you don't have it!"

Then he pointed to the red line and said, "You can try it, Xiaoshenzuo."

Fu Li felt a little flustered by being exposed half-heartedly, so he felt awkward for no reason, connected the red wire, and asked with a stinking face, "How do you do it?"

Yulin pointed to those flashing red threads: "Tie it up."

"Why didn't you tie it up after you dismantled it?" Fu Li looked at the serious face: "Is the fortress tied up?"

Is this Yulin teaching himself how to do things?

Feeling this dissatisfaction, Yulin waved his finger and pointed to the red thread and said, "No, little god, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I'm not Yuelao, so I can't tie the thread."

When I heard the following sentence "I can only do my best to help as much as I can", I suddenly felt a burst of irritability.