You worship me, I will soar

Feng Ling'er followed Mo Xun all the way to his Lingyun Palace.

The Lingyun Temple is surrounded by immortal energy, thin clouds are billowing, a pool of lotus is fragrant, the heavenly slaves behave quietly, and the environment is quiet.

Mo Xun was sitting on the couch, with a small square table in front of him, a chessboard on top, black and white chess pieces arranged in a criss-cross pattern, Mo Xun was holding his cheek in one hand and twisting a sunspot in the other hand, and was concentrating on the chess game in front of him. When Feng Ling'er came in, he didn't move at all, and didn't even look at him.

The incense is smoked in the censer, and the smell is mild and pleasant, refreshing.

Feng Ling'er approached, stretched out her hand, looked at Mo Xun expectantly, and asked, "What delicious food did you bring from the mortal world this time?"

Mo Xun took out two boxes of glutinous rice cakes without raising his head, and said softly, "Old rules."

Feng Ling'er picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake, took a bite, ate the whole piece with relish, and then said with a bitter face, "Got it."

He skillfully picked up the rag and began to clean the study, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Mo Xun is a big villain, a big devil, a big pervert..."

Mo Xun listened to his muttering and didn't stop him, and continued to study the chess game with the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Mo Xun often goes to the human world to catch monsters, and Feng Linger's favorite is human food, but he rarely has the opportunity to go down to earth, so he has to ask his enemy, Mo Xun, to bring him some delicious food to the heaven.

He begged endlessly, and Mo Xun finally agreed, but as a condition, Mo Xun would ask him to do one thing, and what Mo Xun asked him to do the most was to clean the room and treat him like a servant of heaven, but who made him do it? He is hungry!The temptation of delicious food is too great, he can only obediently follow it.

Feng Ling'er peeked at Mo Xun from the corner of her eye, and saw that he was focused, so she secretly put her hands behind her back, twirled her fingers, and silently recited the incantation.

Mo Xun raised his eyelids to look at him, and said, "No spells are allowed."

Feng Ling'er paused, and took her hand back with her mouth pursed.

This pervert can obviously be cleaned with magic, but he refuses to use it!

Everyone knows that Mo Xun is a cold-faced and cold-hearted fairy, but only Feng Ling'er knows that he is a big villain who likes to bully her!

Feng Ling'er wrinkled her small face and cleaned up the tables and chairs, then tidied up the books on the bookshelves, and finally did not forget to replace the vases with new flowers.

After finishing everything, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down opposite Mo Xun, and glared at him complainingly.

But staring and staring, his eyes changed. This man is really good-looking, with a face like a crown of jade, eyebrows raised, nose bridge high, and some thin lips slightly pursed.

Mo Xun pointed at the chessboard, raised his head and asked, "Have you seen enough?

Feng Ling'er stared blankly at her blank face in Mo Xun's eyes, and when she came to her senses, she immediately turned her head aside in annoyance, how could she think this villain was good-looking!

Mo Xun's thin lips parted lightly: "Tea."

Feng Linger automatically and consciously went to the small table next to her to make tea. The water for making tea was lotus morning dew. The teapot was delicate and transparent, made of thousands of years of ice. The light fragrance, the transparent teapot can see the tea leaves rolling and undulating in it, when the tea is boiled, the hot tea is slowly smoking, poured into the same transparent ice cup, and the temperature becomes moderate in an instant.

Feng Ling'er handed the tea to Mo Xun, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Mo Xun picked up the teacup and took a sip before raising his head and throwing a book to Feng Linger, saying: "Copy it again."

"Mo Xun, don't go too far!"

A trace of grievance rose in Feng Linger's heart that she didn't even notice. Today is his birthday, and Mo Xun didn't even say a word of congratulations, yet she still bullied him like this.

Mo Xun glanced at him lightly, and said slowly: "You don't need to copy, but that glutinous rice cake..."

"Hmph!" Feng Ling'er snorted softly, quickly grabbed the book, and obediently went to the desk to copy it.

One of the two played chess and the other copied books. The room was silent for a while, but it was exceptionally harmonious.

In the beginning, Feng Ling'er was very fast because of the anger in his heart, but then the sunlight in the house was perfect, the water was gurgling outside, and the fragrance of flowers wafted from the tip of his nose, he accidentally... fell asleep.

Mo Xun turned his head and saw Feng Linger's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow, her lips moved slightly, as if she had eaten some delicious food in a dream, Mo Xun couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth.

After Feng Ling'er rubbed her eyes and sat up, I don't know how long it had passed, Feng Ling'er's mind became clearer, only to realize that he had accidentally fallen asleep just now, he glanced at Mo Xun shyly, and said: "I ...here's a copy..."

"no need."

Feng Ling'er's eyes lit up immediately, and she looked at him expectantly.

"Come over tomorrow and continue copying."

Feng Ling'er's eyebrows drooped immediately, and she responded with a muffled voice.

Mo Xun suddenly threw something over, Feng Ling'er subconsciously caught it, held it in his hand and looked at it, it was a palm-sized mirror with intricate patterns carved on the frame, it looked very ordinary.

Feng Ling'er looked at him in confusion.

"It's for you, use it to see the sights of the mortal world."

Mo Xun said casually, with a flat tone, as if this supreme magic weapon was just an ordinary object.

When Feng Ling'er heard that it was so useful, she felt a burst of joy. He was always the most curious about the mortal world, and now he could finally find out.

"Thank you!"

He couldn't wait to watch it, and he didn't want to appear too excited in front of Mo Xun, so he stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

As he said that, he bounced and walked outside the house.

"Hey!"

Mo Xun called him to stop.

Feng Ling'er turned her head and threw a peach over, it turned out to be the fairy peach from today's fairy peach feast.

"You haven't eaten?"

Mo Xun gave a faint 'hmm', and added another sentence as if explaining: "I don't like it."

Feng Ling'er nodded, took the fairy peach and went out, secretly thinking that Mo Xun really didn't know how to appreciate it, all the immortals like such a delicious peach, but he didn't like it.

Eh?Wasn't he participating in the Xiantao Banquet for the first time like himself?How do you know you don't like it if you have never eaten it?

Feng Ling'er shook her head and walked out in a daze.

There is a huge sycamore tree outside Lingyun Hall, with luxuriant branches and leaves, bigger than the sycamore tree in Feng Linger's sycamore garden.

On weekdays, Feng Ling'er likes to lie on this huge sycamore tree the most, and watch the wind and the clouds roll and calm through the green shade.

He immediately changed his original form and flew to the plane tree. Although he didn't get along with Mo Xun, he liked Lingyun Palace very much, so he often came here and stayed on this plane tree for a whole day. There are more immortals helping him, and it is more lively than his Wutong Garden. It is really boring to have him and a Tian Nu who takes care of him there.

As soon as he flew up, a sky slave came over, saw Feng Ling'er was stunned on it, and then hurriedly bent over to pay respects.

Feng Ling'er asked: "What's the matter?"

Tian Nu replied: "I take care of this sycamore tree on weekdays. The Immortal Lord always attaches great importance to this sycamore tree, and told me to wait for it to take care of it, pay attention to maintenance and hygiene, so I will come to check it every day."

Feng Ling'er nodded: "Why haven't I seen you before?"

"The Immortal Lord has ordered that if there is a phoenix on the tree, you must not be disturbed, so every time I see you in the slave, I secretly retreat. Today, the slave was blind for a while and didn't see you. I disturbed you. Please don't blame me."

Feng Ling'er thought for a while, it seemed that she was the only phoenix living in the Heavenly Court, would there be other phoenixes coming?

Naturally, he would not blame this Tian Nu, Feng Ling'er likes Wutong, so naturally he has a little more affection for the Tian Nu who takes care of Wutong, he just said: "I'm going down now, you can clean it."

Tian Nu waved his hands again and again, and said anxiously: "No need, I will go to clean other places first, so I will leave."

The slave left in a hurry that day.

Feng Ling'er didn't force it either, he stretched his body and lay on the trunk of the sycamore tree, took out the fairy peach and looked at it, only thought it was very pink and tender, put it in his mouth, but he was not willing to eat it, he opened his mouth and closed it again back.

This peach was obviously no different from the one he ate at the Xiantao Banquet before, but he just couldn't bear to eat it, he just thought this peach was prettier than the others, he looked at it for a long time with a smile on his face, and then put it back in his arms.

He took out the peeping mirror and looked at it. After shaking it lightly, the picture of the world appeared. He looked at it for a long time, and it turned out that there were lotus seed cake, imperial concubine red, sweet and sour lotus root, sweet snow, candied haws, golden soufflé, Roasted Chestnuts...

All of them were exquisite and fragrant, and everything looked delicious. The more he looked at it, the more he became greedy, and his saliva almost flowed out.

Xiantao was reluctant to eat it, so he had to take out the glutinous rice cake and ate it cheerfully. While eating, Little Phoenix couldn't help but yelled a few times in a good mood. Live the joy.

When Mo Xun in the room heard the voice, the corners of his lips curled up, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Feng Ling'er: "Mo Xun is a big villain, a big devil, a big pervert..."

Mo Xun: "Am I too old?"

Feng Ling'er: "!!! Big hooligan!!!!!!"