Chapter 2922 Fan Linglong

Going up the wooden stairs to the second floor, Li Yun finally met the former saintess, Fan Linglong, whom he had heard about a long time ago and who had "intersected" several times.

She is more beautiful than expected.

This was the thought that came to Li Yun's mind the first time he saw Fan Linglong.

The woman in front of her was kneeling on the futon, wearing a simple taoist robe with gossip patterns embroidered on her waist, her black hair was very long, several times longer than that of ordinary women, she was kneeling on the futon, straight At the waist, the blue silk hair hangs down to the wide futon, like a black coquettish flower in full bloom, so strangely beautiful that Li Yun can't move his eyes.

Her hair is too long.

Smooth and black, smooth as satin, it reflects light like a beautiful night sky.

Her back was facing Li Yun, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but Li Yunguang knew from her back that she was a beautiful woman with a temperament as mysterious as the ocean and as dazzling and profound as the starry sky.

"Master."

Fan Qingsheng called in a calm voice, ignoring Fan Linglong who seemed to be clasping his hands together, and walked to her side.

If it were any other disciple, they might have waited respectfully when they saw the master kneeling on the futon, and waited for the master to sit up before disturbing her.

Fan Qingsheng didn't, and walked directly to her side, and looked at her master suspiciously, as if wondering what the master was doing.

Li Yun almost cried out, Qingsheng, Qingsheng, you really don't understand the world at all.

But after thinking about it, Qingsheng lived in the Hidden Sacred Valley since she was a child, and was brought up by her master. The two of them were more like mother and daughter than master and apprentice.

Naturally, daughters and mothers don't need to be so polite.

"sit."

Fan Linglong closed her eyes and opened her mouth. She folded her hands and knelt on the futon. There was a statue of the Patriarch of the Sanqing in front of her. A special kind of fragrant wood was burning next to it. The curling cigarettes ignited, making Fan Linglong with her strange long hair look even more holy.

Li Yun thinks that such a person is a saint, not a person who is expressionless and desolate like his pure saint.

Fan Qingsheng looked at her a few more times, and wanted to speak a few times, but seemed to see the expression on the master's face, so he could only sit down as told, and at the same time called Li Yun to sit down.

Strange to say, after Li Yun sat down, he discovered that there seemed to be something unusual in the room.

The room is not big, a screen separates the inside and outside, the inside cannot be seen clearly, it is probably Fan Linglong's bed.

On the outside, Li Yun saw something that the outside world often sees.

Bookshelves, ipads, charging cables, mobile phones, Rubik's cubes, building blocks, napkins...

These things are so incompatible with Fan Linglong, who has long hair that is as smooth and silky as silk. Fortunately, Li Yun soon saw a lot of things for cultivation.

Small alchemy stoves, simple books, brushes, scrolls, spells, some strange bones, jade, etc., were also piled up on a mahogany table not far away, which made the sense of disobedience less.

Those Rubik's Cubes and building blocks, shouldn't they be things that Fan Qingsheng played with when he was a child?

Thinking of this, Li Yun's eyes lit up, and he looked at those building blocks with great interest, wondering if he should go and have a look later, and feel for the toys that Sheng played with when he was a child.

Lady Saint's toy is definitely a collectible when placed outside.

"Master."

Qingzhu served tea for the two of them, and after Fan Qingsheng took a sip, he told her master to get up quickly.