Why did this mysterious Mr. Jin ask me to look for him?
Is it possible that there is some relationship between these two people that I don't know about?
Could this damn mortal slave be one of his descendants?
Thinking of this possibility, Han Yun's mind, which had just been relaxed, suddenly became tense again.
He thought for a while and asked tentatively:
"Mr. Jin, can I ask why you want to find these two people?"
Hearing Han Yun's question, the eyes of the black fog figure suddenly became extremely sharp.
Then he glanced at the monk in white coldly and replied:
"Don't ask if you shouldn't. You just need to help me find these two people."
Han Yun was shocked in his heart and quickly lowered his head and said yes.
The figure in the black fog snorted coldly, and immediately dispersed into a ball of black smoke and dissipated in the air.
Han Yun was left standing alone with his head lowered, his face uncertain.
At this time, because he could not figure out the specific relationship between Mr. Jin and Na Fannu, he was very entangled in his heart and did not dare to reveal the news of the other person's death to the former at will.
If it turns out to be what I guess, the consequences will be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Han Yun sighed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at another painting.
There was doubt in his eyes.
Na Fannu does know it himself, but who is this mediocre-looking woman?
At this time, the sky was getting brighter.
On Yueling Island, a long-bearded monk named Li Qingshan waited at the gate of Qingxinyuan an hour early.
He was slightly nervous and raised his head to look around from time to time.
I don’t know which direction that mysterious young prodigy will fly over from.
When the time comes, I must greet him and salute him as soon as I see him, trying to leave a good impression of punctuality in the other person's mind.
The eyesight of monks in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm is still much stronger than that of ordinary people. From a distance, they can see through the clouds surrounding the floating island.
Yueling Island is not too big, and it is early in the morning, so it is the best time for monks from all walks of life to visit.
So flying boats kept passing by the floating island.
However, Li Qingshan never waited for the mysterious young talent.
Just when he was feeling anxious, he suddenly heard a creaking sound of the door opening behind him.
He turned his head subconsciously and saw a scene that stunned him.
I saw a young man with an unfamiliar face, but his movements and demeanor gave him a vague sense of familiarity, rubbing his eyes and yawning, walking out from behind the door.
And behind him, followed a beautiful girl in green clothes.
The girl was standing on tiptoes, using her jade hands to gently smooth the towering hair on the strange boy's head.
When the long-bearded monk saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot.
Most of the disciples in Lingxin Valley know that although Senior Sister Yue Ling is extremely beautiful, she has an extremely cold temperament. She treats any monks with a cold look that puts them away thousands of miles away.
Why is this strange boy treated so tenderly by the girl?
Moreover, from the way he looked at the other party, who was rubbing his eyes and just waking up, he must have slept in Senior Sister Yueling's residence all night.
who is he?
Why is the cold-tempered Senior Sister Yue Ling so favored?
The long-bearded monk felt that his world view had been greatly impacted.
The strange boy in his eyes was naturally Jiang Fan who had changed his disguise.
Jiang Fan finished washing and walked out of the bamboo building. As soon as he stretched out, he saw the long-bearded monk named Li Qingshan looking at him with dull eyes.
He smiled at the other party, showing his white teeth, and waved hello:
"morning!"
"Morning..." The long-bearded monk responded subconsciously.
He suddenly came to his senses.
This voice sounded so familiar to me.
It seems that he was the mysterious young genius last night?
Thinking of this, he was still a little unsure in his heart, and he boldly raised his hands in salute and asked:
"You...are the senior brother from last night?"
Jiang Fan naturally nodded.
Seeing this, the long-bearded monk felt confident in his heart, and he bowed his head again and saluted:
"I've met senior brother, I've met senior sister Yueling."
The girl nodded slightly in response.
Jiang Fan waved his hand. Seeing that the long-bearded monk looked very reserved, he thought for a while and said:
"Don't be so nervous. Just relax. After all, we will be walking together for a long time. You will be very tired if you keep tensing up like this."
"By the way, my name is Jiang Fei. You can just call me Senior Brother Jiang."
What Jiang Fan reported was naturally the pseudonym that his senior sister gave him on the spur of the moment last time in front of Ji Miaofu.
After thinking about it, he thought it was pretty good and sounded better than the name Jia Fei he originally used, so he decided to use this name in front of outsiders from now on.
The long-bearded monk heard this, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and the tense expression on his face relaxed.
"I understand, Senior Brother Jiang."
Jiang Fan saw this and nodded with satisfaction.
He looked up to the east and saw that half of the face of the blazing red sun had been exposed and was rising slowly, and he said:
"It's almost time. Get ready to set off. Junior Brother Li, please lead the way."
After hearing this, the long-bearded monk said yes, summoned a small wooden flying boat from his storage jade bracelet, and jumped on it.
When he turned around, he saw the eyes of the two people behind him staring at his feet, so he lowered his head subconsciously.
Then, his old face turned red and he said with some embarrassment:
"Ahem, my subordinate lives a somewhat poor life on weekdays. He can only afford this lowest-level flying magic weapon, which makes Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Yue Ling laugh."
Jiang Fan rubbed his eyebrows, not knowing how to complain.
The flying boat at the opponent's feet is obviously a basic style used by beginners for training.
Not only does it look rough, its flying speed is extremely slow, and it does not have any defensive capabilities. If you use it to fight with others, it may fall apart if you touch it.
Generally speaking, after a monk enters the foundation-building realm and saves a few spiritual stones for half a year, he can purchase a basic flying boat with good attributes in all aspects as a flying magic weapon in the Lingxin Valley Artifact Refining Pavilion.
Judging from the degree of solidification of the spiritual power fluctuations in Li Qingshan's body, he does not look like a monk who has just entered the foundation building realm.
This is strange. Where did his spiritual stone go?
Jiang Fanzheng felt confused, and suddenly remembered the other person's hobbies, and suddenly understood something in his heart.
Cherish life and stay away from gambling!
He shook his head and said to the long-bearded monk:
"You're really too slow, you'd better stay with us."
After saying that, he turned to look at his senior sister.
Sikong Yueling understood and waved his hand to summon the high-level flying boat that symbolized his status as a disciple. He jumped lightly and stood at the front of the deck.
Jiang Fan also jumped up.
Since this kind of flying boat is originally only used as a flying magic weapon for a single person, the space will appear a bit small.
On weekdays, it looks spacious for one person, but barely suitable for two people.
If there were three people, it would be a bit crowded.
Therefore, in order to make room for the long-bearded monk, Jiang Fan had to take a step forward, hug his senior sister closely, and at the same time, put his hands on each other's arms like he did when he brought Old Man Luo and Luo Wenwen back to Yueling Island. Thin waist.
The girl felt the warmth in her waist and twisted her body slightly a few times without much change in her expression.
The two of them have been together for so long, and have gradually become accustomed to some intimate actions such as this.
When the long-bearded monk Li Qingshan saw this scene, his eyes popped out and his expression looked like he had seen a ghost.
His worldview was once again impacted.
