Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Nian Shutong really suppressed his own smile and tried his best to put on a serious face.

But when she passed a mirror, she looked at her serious self in the mirror, as if she was going to "send flowers".

"Hey, brother, do you want one?"

Nian Shutong looked at the few people in the flower shop who were choosing wreaths and hats, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, my hometown does not allow white flowers to be worn on the head."

"Ah, is it? It's really different. We can only wear white ones, and we can't wear other colors."

Several men wore all kinds of white flowers on their heads, and Nian Shutong's eyes hurt a little from looking at them.But when she looked outside, her head hurt even more, and there was only one thing in her mind: what kind of funeral is this?
The streets are filled with dense crowds of people, all walking in one direction. Everyone holds various white and yellow wreaths in their hands, with small white flowers on their heads.

"If I can hold back my laughter, I will be able to cultivate to Consummation."

Nian Shutong took a deep breath, let out a breath, raised the wreath in his hand high, and joined the team.

It is said that walking seems more sincere.

Of course, it is not a long distance. The flower shops here are all at the foot of the mountain of the fairy clan. These people need to send flowers to the foot of the mountain of the fairy clan to express their blessings.

Nian Shutong participated in this prosperous event of sending blessings. On the other side, Fu Yunhe, who has already arrived in the fairy clan, feels another small dot on the token of the ghost clan, which is constantly moving and getting closer. Nian Shutong wants to coming.

A smile flashed across Fu Yunhe's face.

"My little brother laughed, so I must like it."

Fairy Yunling's words made the people in the gazebo focus on Fu Yunhe.

On the peak, on the platform, under the white jade gazebo, there were a bunch of men and women sitting, while Fu Yunhe sat outside the gazebo alone, his black color was different from everyone else, very conspicuous.

Fairy Yunling was the organizer of this party, and all the brothers and sisters who came were drinking tea and chatting together, but for some reason the topic was brought to Fu Yunhe.

Fu Yunhe, who was pointed, did not raise his head, and a voice came out from under the cover of the cloak: "I didn't listen to a word you said, I don't know what you said, I just laughed because I thought of my wife. "

Completely naked slap in the face, if it was someone else, they would have felt that they would not be able to get off the stage, but Fairy Yunling was not angry at all, and smiled understandingly: "Little brother is really an infatuated person, but why is your wife this time?" Didn't come, it seems like I haven't seen her for a long time?"

"Although my wife is my wife, she can act freely. I don't know what Fairy Yunling means by that?"

Fu Yunhe finally raised his head, his face could not be seen clearly, causing Fairy Yunling to stand up and walk towards Fu Yunhe.

"Little brother, don't get me wrong. My sister has no other intentions. She is just worried about the quarrel between your husband and wife."

"Dogs meddle with mice."

Fu Yunhe had already stood up and strode away.

Fairy Yunling who had just walked out called out, "Little brother."

It's a pity that there was no response from the other side. Bad emotions flashed in her eyes, and after a flash, she turned around and said with the most understanding look: "My little brother is a little bit impatient, but he is no matter what. He is the head of the clan and has confidence."

After saying this sentence, everyone here felt a little uncomfortable.

They are all the heirs of the patriarch of the fairy clan, only Fu Yunhe appeared the latest, but now he is the person with the highest strength and the highest status among them, and can even sit on an equal footing with the patriarch of the fairy clan.

However, everyone also has a consensus in their hearts that it is impossible for Fu Yunhe to become the patriarch of the fairy clan. He is already the patriarch of the ghost clan.

A heart-to-heart meeting between brothers and sisters gradually dissipated with Fu Yunhe's departure.

After Fairy Yunling sent everyone away, she still drank tea by herself, with an unknown light shining in her eyes, Fu Yunhe was too difficult to control.

The former Fu Yunhe knew that he had a little respect for himself, but now the Fu Yunhe really has no patience for himself after the so-called wife appeared.

Do you want to kill again?
Last time in the secret realm, all the people who went to kill Nian Shutong were wiped out. I don't know if it was really a coincidence or there was another reason.

Fairy Yunling didn't want Fu Yunhe to get out of control. She always thought that she was somewhat special because there was no one around Fu Yunhe.

Ten years ago, when Fairy Yunling met Fu Yunhe for the first time, her stunning appearance and that damn charming temperament made her a little moved.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that she saw a corner of Fu Yunhe's future.

He will be the king, the king of the fairy clan, the ghost clan, and the demon clan.

For so many years, she has been secretly helping Fu Yunhe, but after he was taken away by the patriarch of the ghost clan, it was difficult for Fairy Yunling to get in touch with him.

Therefore, in fact, the relationship between the two of them was not much at all, and she didn't believe it at first, until he was taken away by the patriarch of the ghost clan, but the best opportunity was missed.

Fairy Yunling was hesitating about how to deal with Nian Shutong, Fu Yunhe on the other side walked towards the foot of the mountain of the fairy clan, ready to welcome Nian Shutong down the mountain.

At this time, Nian Shutong had already reached the foot of the mountain, followed the crowd to send flowers up, but was stopped by someone.

"Hello, you are the nine hundred and ninety-ninth flower sender, which happens to be the birthday of the patriarch of the fairy clan, so you have been selected to participate in the birthday banquet of the fairy clan."

"Huh? Me, me, me, can I attend the birthday banquet?"

The excited Nian Shutong danced and danced, and was excited on the spot for a long time. Fu Yunhe, who came down the mountain, happened to see this scene, and started to walk back silently, because it was obvious that Nian Shutong wanted to play, so he was going to disturb him now. If she loses her interest, she is afraid that she will be bitten.

Nian Shutong really saw Fu Yunhe, looked at his leaving back, and said via voice transmission: "Go back and reward you, how about taking a bath together?"

"Okay. Then I'll wait for Madam."

Fu Yunhe's heart was burning hot from Nian Shutong's words. In his beautiful fantasy, he went back to the place of the fairy clan's birthday banquet, and he would see his wife in a while, the acting lady.

Nian Shutong was lucky to be selected, followed the people of the fairy clan, and went up the mountain, but was taken into a place far away from the main table, almost in the last row.

The people here are probably all the little immortals of the fairy clan, and even the patriarch doesn't know them.

But Nian Shutong still acted excitedly, sat down at a loss, and after sitting for a while, asked a person next to him: "Brother, I'm so nervous and urgent to urinate, where can I go?"