"..."
An extraordinary ghost story unfolded like this.
Nie Xiaoqian used what she had learned in the book apartment at the time to play the female ghosts in ghost stories for a group of her "sisters"—strictly speaking, Nie Xiaoqian is more than 100 years old, so Gong Qingyu Fanqing present here Shenggong Lianyi and so on are all her younger sisters.
"Wow, sister Xiaoqian, you are so scary!!!"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Little Meng, didn't you scare you?"
"Leave her alone, she just yelled, Xiao Qian, you continue."
"Oh, okay, what's the next story? I feel a little scared by what you told Lianyi."
"Will ghosts be afraid of ghosts?"
"Well... don't people also fear people?"
"Hahaha, it makes sense."
Li Yun and Qingsheng sat in the corner whispering while the women by the fireplace were making fun.
"Qingsheng, do you know who the returner is?"
Li Yun asked about the name mentioned in the event option that the system prompts before. The nickname of Return Traveler gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
"Um."
Fan Qingsheng did not know when he threw away the book in his hand, leaned on his side, pressed her cold and beautiful face to Li Yun's chest, curled up in Li Yun's arms, a pair of delicate feet kicked off the slippers and put them aside. On the other single sofa-Li Yun didn't know when this single sofa came here. It seems to be moved by Qing Sheng by magic, the purpose is to lie down in his arms more comfortably.
The action of Lord Saint drew the curious eyes of many girls. Hu Xiaomeng, who had never seen Sister Qingsheng like this, was even more surprised. Will the cold fairies act like a baby?
Moreover, in front of a large group of people, he hugged Li Yun in such a close manner.
"who is it?"
Li Yun picked up a bunch of her silky and silky hair with his fingers, playing around. Qing Sheng at this moment is especially like a cat, gentle and gentle, and there is no trace of the coldness of the past, and some are just Full of tenderness and honey.
"I told you that one of the rare innate Dzogchens uses martial arts to enter the Tao."
The only pity is that the sacred cat of Fanqing still speaks so deserted, and he cherishes the words like gold, responding to Li Yun's question just now with short sentences.
"Congenital Dzogchen? Entering Tao with martial arts?"
Her words reminded Li Yun. In addition to him, there are some warriors in history who have also reached the congenital perfection, Da Mozu teacher, Zhang Sanfeng, painting sage Wu Dao Zi, Six Dao Demon Venerable, Sheng Wang, those who return home, etc.
At that time, the returning travellers were mixed with a bunch of historical celebrities. They seemed so inconspicuous. It was normal for Li Yun to not notice.
"Speaking of which... I remember why the words "Journey" are so familiar, Venerable Journey?!"
"Um."
Sage Fan Qing responded with his nose, his cheeks still pressed against Li Yun's chest, and his voice like a natural sound seemed very lazy: "Why, suddenly mention him?"
Li Yun loosened her hair with her fingers, placed it on her lower abdomen, and rubbed it unconsciously, causing the saint woman in Lili to make a comfortable hum, as if a real cat was being moved. , Commonly known as: Loot the cat!
"Journeyman...Venerable Journey...Holy God."
Li Yun murmured these three names, they were actually two.
The return journeyman and the return journey are the father of the Holy Spirit, Ji Ming!
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