You worship me, I will soar

This day Feng Ling'er was wandering in the Heavenly Court, when he heard that a mortal had ascended, he ran to join in the fun, but when he went to see, the ascended was actually an acquaintance.

Song Fu was still looking at his simple and honest face, seeing the crowd of immortals in a circle, he greeted each of them with a smile, and it was Feng Linger's turn, Feng Linger gave a soft 'hmm', turned around and left up.

He didn't want his embarrassing things in the mortal world to become the jokes of the immortals, he had been laughed at many times recently.

Song Fu was taken aback, and hurriedly followed, asking: "I am a newcomer here, but do I offend the immortal?"

This idiot really hasn't changed at all.

Feng Ling'er turned her head and stared at him with a pair of watery almond eyes.

Several immortal friends came over and introduced to Song Fu: "This is Lord Feng."

Song Fu smiled: "It turned out to be Lord Feng. Not long ago, I saw a phoenix in the world..."

Song Fu suddenly stopped, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at Feng Ling'er: "Could it be that you are..."

Feng Ling'er quickly covered his mouth and dragged him away, and smiled to the fairies: "Hehe... I'll take my new fairy friends around to get acquainted..."

All the immortals smiled and nodded, and said: "Go, go..."

Feng Ling'er dragged Song Fu all the way back to Wutong Garden before letting him go.

Song Fu took a few breaths, and when he recovered, he said cheerfully, "I didn't expect to meet an old friend in Heaven."

Feng Ling'er gritted her teeth and threatened: "Don't tell me about my encounter with you in the mortal world."

Although Song Fu didn't know why, he still nodded with a silly smile and said, "Naturally, naturally..."

Feng Linger breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Fu just came to the Heavenly Court, and he was very curious about everything. He looked carefully at the Wutong Garden, and remembered something, and asked, "The young man in black was also a fairy?"

Thinking of Mo Xun, Feng Ling'er felt a little sad. He hadn't seen Mo Xun for a few days, so he couldn't help but lower his voice, and said softly, "Well, his name is Mo Xun."

"I see. No wonder he was so sure that we would meet again. He must have calculated that I would have the relationship I have today and be able to attain enlightenment and immortality. By the way, I still don't know what Fengjun's name is?"

Feng Ling'er brushed her hair and said casually: "Feng Ling'er."

Seeing the sad look in his brow and eyes, Song Fu thought for a while, took out a bag of prunes from his bosom, and said with a smile: "This is brought by Xiaoxian from the world, if Lord Feng doesn't mind it, I will give it to you. "

Feng Ling'er swallowed her saliva hard, looked at the dried plums, and immediately picked up one and put it in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste spread instantly, and he couldn't help squinting. He has a bad appetite recently. Prunes whetted his appetite.

"Is it to Feng Jun's taste?"

Feng Ling'er nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and her mood improved.

Song Fu smiled with a good temper: "It's as long as the fairy likes it."

Feng Ling'er took the whole bag of prunes, bit another one, and said vaguely: "Thank you...and I was also thanks to you in the mortal world before."

Song Fu smiled and said heartily, "You're welcome."

Feng Ling'er ate happily, and became more energetic, and said cheerfully: "If you don't understand anything in the heaven, you can come and ask me."

Song Fu nodded, and said: "Thank you Xianjun, I will go to Xianfu first, and come to visit Xianjun when I have time."

Feng Ling'er was busy eating prunes with her head down, she waved her hands without raising her head.

From that day on, Song Fu liked to go to Wutong Garden to look for Feng Linger when he had nothing to do. He said that Feng Linger was an old friend in the heavenly court, so he naturally wanted to get closer. Feng Linger ate his things and owed favors, so naturally Sorry to drive him out.

Song Fu is honest, honest, cheerful and optimistic, and Feng Linger is also very happy to make him a friend.

With Song Fu accompanying her every day, the life is not so boring, but Feng Linger's appetite has become less good, and the things that she liked to eat before, but now she feels bored after seeing them, but the prunes become more delicious the more she eats. , He can't eat without eating for a day.

When Mo Xun came, he saw Feng Ling'er sitting in the gazebo with dried plums, enjoying themselves.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his footsteps paused slightly.

Prunes are things in the world, but he didn't buy them.

Feng Ling'er was overjoyed when she saw Mo Xun, and she couldn't care less about what happened that night when she was shy. Although she didn't want to admit it, she missed Mo Xun after not seeing him for a few days.

He quickly stood up, looked at Mo Xun with bright eyes, his voice became sweeter, and he said softly, "You are here."

Mo Xun walked over and sat down, putting down the pastry in his hand.

Looking at the familiar pastries, Feng Ling'er couldn't help being happy, he thought Mo Xun ignored him.

But he didn't have much appetite, instead he felt a little nauseous, so he quickly ate a prunes to suppress the nausea.

Feng Ling'er didn't eagerly pick up the pastries to eat as usual, but continued to eat the dried plums. Mo Xun couldn't help but his eyes darkened, his complexion obviously changed a little, and he pretended to ask casually, "Where did the dried plums come from?"

Feng Ling'er ate dried plums and said, "Song Fu gave me the mortal we met before. I didn't expect him to ascend so quickly."

Mo Xun pursed his lips, opened the paper bag containing the pastries, and said, "Eat."

Feng Ling'er flinched a bit, he wanted to eat the prunes in his hand more now.

But the pastry was brought back by Mo Xun... Suppressing the discomfort, he picked up a piece of pastry and put it to his mouth. The sweet smell filled his nostrils. He frowned and forced himself to put the pastry in. mouth.

With a cold face, Mo Xun snatched the pastry and said coldly: "Don't force yourself if you don't want to eat it.

After the words fell, he picked up the pastry, stood up and left.

Feng Ling'er hurriedly grabbed him, and called in a low voice: "Mo Xun..."

Mo Xun didn't move, Feng Ling'er felt very fresh, it was the first time seeing Mo Xun lose his temper like this when he grew up.

He secretly smiled, and then coaxed him patiently and softly: "Talk to me..."

Mo Xun's heart seemed to be gently scratched by the tail of the little phoenix, and there was a pleasant numbness. After he realized it, he turned his head back, feeling annoyed in his heart, and he could only try his best to keep his face expressionless.

Feng Ling'er looked at his complexion, and explained: "It's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I don't have a good appetite recently..."

Mo Xun frowned, and then became a little anxious: "Are you feeling unwell? I'll go find Taiyi..."

Feng Ling'er hurriedly grabbed him, "It's okay, I just don't have much appetite, just talk to me for a while."

Mo Xun looked at him carefully, saw that his complexion was rosy, and his cheeks were not thinner but rather round, so he felt relieved and sat down.

I haven't seen Feng Ling'er for a few days and feels that he has a lot to say, but now that Mo Xun is sitting beside him, he just wants to look at him, as if looking at him is enough, his heart is sweet, Feng Ling'er doesn't know why In this way, he has never experienced this feeling in others.

Feng Ling'er was about to speak happily, but when she looked up, she saw Hu Yueyue walking in unhurriedly, her mouth immediately shrunk.

Some time ago, Shanghua Xianjun asked in Qingyun Mountain, and only recently returned to the Heavenly Court, so the little fox naturally followed him back.

Looking from a distance, Hu Yueyue followed behind Shanghua and chattered non-stop. Shanghua Xianjun was extremely cold-tempered, and his whole body exuded a chill of independence from the world. He had silver hair and an ethereal appearance. Listening to Hu Yueyue's non-stop talking He didn't show any expression, only a little looseness between his brows.

Several people greeted each other, and Shang Hua said: "Mo Xun, I want to ask you for help with something. I heard that you are here with Feng Jun, so I took the liberty of coming to look for you."

Hu Yueyue raised her small chin, and said with her eyes, "Take me to visit your Wutong Garden."

Feng Ling'er glared at him, and reluctantly led him the way, leaving Mo Xun to talk to Shang Hua.

When it was confirmed that she had reached a distance that Shanghua could not hear, Hu Yueyue began to complain to Feng Linger: "I thought Mo Xun was cold enough, but I didn't expect that Shanghua Xianjun to be even more ruthless, and even stipulated that I would Since Mao, meditation, practice, and reading can be delayed. The day before yesterday, I just broke his crystal teapot and he punished me for a day. Yesterday, I pulled out two of his hairs, and he let me today Bigu, it's too much."

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but gloated and laughed, finally someone can cure Hu Yueyue.

Hu Yueyue slapped him on the back and said angrily: "Don't laugh! It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, Mo Xun would have sent me to him!"

Feng Ling'er puffed her mouth, feeling that she was wronged: "You were going too."

Hu Yueyue raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Feng Ling'er hurriedly closed her mouth, the past life is the past life, so there is nothing more to say.

On the other side, Shanghua said to Mo Xun: "I ascended after death, so I have no memory of my previous life. I always feel very familiar with Hu Yueyue. Every time I see him, I feel empty in my heart. I wonder if you can help me see What is the relationship between my previous life and Hu Yueyue?"