Yan Li took it off and looked at it on her hand, with a very meaningful smile on her face.

Through the staggered gaps between the branches of the fruit trees, I saw that the southern Xinjiang on the opposite side was happily pulling the branches to pick fruits, and Xi Ge was standing behind the right side of the southern Xinjiang.

Wu Yanli believes that after looking for an opportunity for a long time, today's opportunity is excellent.

Under the cover of the fruit tree, Yan Li stretched out her palm, and with a turn, the delicate box containing the mourning withered suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand.

Xu was persecuting Southern Xinjiang under the nose of Xu Ge, and when she opened the box and took out the mourning spirit, Yan Li's hands trembled a little.

With a wave of his sleeve, the box vanished, each holding the green fruit and the mourning dead in the brown mist.

In a panic, Yan Li, who was afraid of being discovered, quickly lifted the mourning spirit up gently and hung it on her chest.

The green fruit is then moved to the bottom of the mourning wither, forming an inclined line.

The palm of the right hand is turned smoothly again, and the palm of the palm is facing the dead soul... A blue mist emanated from the palm of his hand, and in the form of a wave of mist, it pushed the mourning wither closer to the green fruit.

......

In an instant, the mourning withered passed through the surface of the green fruit and entered the fruit.

"That's it, don't let me down. Wu Yanli, who couldn't hold back her excitement, said secretly.

When I saw that the mourning spirit withered into the fruit, a small hole was formed on the surface of the green fruit, and I raised my hand to gently brush the green fruit, and it returned to its original state in an instant.

Then he took the green fruit with the dead soul in his right hand, stretched out his left hand and picked a few green fruits on the tree at random, and went to the southern Xinjiang side.

"Nanjiang, have you seen enough of this?"

As she spoke, Yan Li looked at the scattered green fruits rolling on the withered yellow grass.

Nanjiang retreated from the branches, the fragrant sweat had soaked the sideburns, and the rosy appearance of the pink cheeks provoked the heartbeat of "dong dong" in the chest of the song, like a heavy gong and drum sound, and the shaking song was a little trance.

"Not enough, I'm going to pick more. When he had thrown the fruit in his hand to the ground, he turned and went to pick it again.

Seeing this, Yan Li grabbed Nanjiang: "Oh, look at you, you're sweaty, let's rest!" Holding the green fruit in her right hand, she shook it in front of Nanjiang's eyes, "Eat a fruit and quench your thirst!"

Seeing that Nanjiang was a little hesitant, he grabbed his cuffs and wiped the green fruit a few times, and handed it to Nanjiang: "You eat first, I'll pick it." ”

With such a heart-warming Yan Li, Nanjiang really couldn't refuse, so he took the green fruit given by Yan Li and took a bite.

Seeing Nanjiang eating green fruits containing mourning wither, Yan Li, who was smiling, turned around and picked the fruit seriously.

Nanjiang, who had eaten it in a few bites, clapped his hands, looked at the scattered fruits, and muttered, "Look, it's enough." ”

"You like to eat, in the future I will order the white fish/red black to pick it, you don't have to..."

When I said this, I didn't want southern Xinjiang to work so hard.

Nanjiang interrupted Xi Ge's words: "If you have prepared it, how can you pick it yourself?" turned his head and shouted to Yan Li: "Yan Li, don't pick it!"

After the addiction of the fun of picking, it is now necessary to pick up these green fruits that are rolling everywhere and make them easy to carry.

Xi Ge glanced at Nanjiang and concluded that she was thinking about how to collect the fruits.

Immediately raised his sleeves and waved, a square light-colored satin appeared on the grass, and Yan Li also walked over with seven or eight green fruits in her hand

"Aren't you picking it up?"

"Yes. Then he looked at the satin cloth laid on the ground, "Is this what is used to wrap the fruit?"

Seeing that Xi Ge nodded, Nanjiang walked to the green fruits scattered all over the ground, ready to kneel on his knees and put these fruits on the satin cloth.

Seeing this, Yu Ge took three steps and made two steps over, and pulled up Nanjiang, who was in a half-kneeling posture: "You can't kneel." ”

This sudden pull was lifted, and Nanjiang was a little confused, why can't he kneel? How can he pick up these fruits if he doesn't kneel?

I picked the fruits with my own hands, but I don't want to use occult magic to harvest these fruits at the last step, how boring it is!

Yan Li looked at Xi Ge, thinking that Xi Ge was reluctant to kneel down in southern Xinjiang to pick up these fruits.

As a courtier, Yan Li can't let the king of a country do it himself.

"Your Majesty, I'll come!" As she spoke, Yan Li knelt on the withered yellow grass and picked up the emerald green fruits and put them on the satin cloth.

Let Yan Li clean up the fruits all over the ground alone, Nanjiang felt that this move was not unreasonable, frowned, and asked, "Yan Li can kneel, why can't I?"

With a compelling aura, he looked at Nanjiang with affection: "If you want to kneel, you will also kneel with me." ”

Isn't it important who kneels first and who kneels last?

Since this is the idea of the orchid, it doesn't hurt to go with his wishes.

Nanjiang blinked his eyes and said seriously: "Okay, then let's go pick up the fruit together!"

After that, he grabbed Xi Ge's wrist and was about to pick up the fruit, but Xi Ge looked embarrassed, getting rid of it, not getting rid of it, not getting rid of it, it can be regarded as a complete defeat in the understanding ability of southern Xinjiang.

It seems that to speak to this little fool in southern Xinjiang, you have to hit the topic directly, and you can't go around the bend.

If so, she will be to death by her ability to understand.

I saw that a gentle but powerful backhand of Xi Ge grabbed Nanjiang's wrist and said in a low voice: "You can only kneel on this Xuanyu land with this monarch and kneel down to the ancestors of the high hall." ”

Nanjiang seems to understand whether he understands or not, and if he says other words, Nanjiang must not understand.

However, this 'ancestor of Gaotang' has heard others talk about it, that is, kneeling down to worship Gaotang with his husband.

The shy Nanjiang tightly broke away from Xi Ge's hand, saying it so bluntly, and saying it in front of Yan Li, it was really embarrassing.

Yan Li, who knelt on the ground to pick up the fruit, heard the words of the song clearly, and her heart seemed to have been pierced, and she was in pain.

Clutching the corner of the satin tightly, he wanted to crush the satin into pieces.

After thinking about it, southern Xinjiang is not far from madness, so why should he compete with a person who is about to become stupid?

"I want to see if you want to bow down with her after Nanjiang is stupid. Yan Lixin said secretly.

"Yan Li, are you okay?" asked Xi Ge sideways.

"Alright, Your Majesty. ”

Xi Ge glanced at the wrapped fruit, raised his sleeve and waved, and the satin-wrapped fruit disappeared.

"Go back to the palace. Xue Ge said.

Then the three of them turned into three wisps of silky mist, left the ground near the mountains and rivers, and appeared directly in the main hall of Tonghua Palace.

Seeing this, Bai Yu/Chiwu, who was sitting on the tea table bored, immediately stood up energetically.

greeted him with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, Nanjiang, you are back!"

"Well, I'm back! Chiwu, Baiyu, you take down these green fruits and divide them with Xiao'e!" Nanjiang took over.

When the two heard that the king and Nanjiang had brought them back with fruits, they couldn't stop talking happily.

But looking at Xige, Southern Xinjiang, and Yan Li, the three of them are all empty-handed, what about the fruit?

Bai Yu tilted his head and turned around Xi Ge and the other three, stunned to see which one had a green fruit in his hand.

"Where's the green fruit?"

Xi Ge glanced at the greedy white fish, approached the tea table and waved his sleeves, and a light-colored satin package was placed on the table.