I woke up after 300 million years

Ta-ta, tap-ta, tap-ta.

Yan Fan stepped on the red carpet and pushed open the wooden door of the private room. What he saw was the rosy-cheeked Luo Die leaning on Su Yue's arms, muttering something. Song Shuning and Bing Yuxin had already fallen asleep on the table. Meng Xiaoxin, who drank orange juice, and Lu Bao, who drank milk, held hands and whispered.

"Your Highness, do you need to dispel the alcohol in their bodies?" Amo asked.

Yan Fan shook his head and smiled happily:

"Master, the important thing about drinking is to experience the sense of relaxation after being drunk. Our lives are always accompanied by various worries and sorrows, and little girls are no exception."

A sense of relief?

Amo seemed to understand. He never got drunk or felt dizzy when drinking, and he never experienced the fun of drinking.

Yan Fan and Feng Cui walked over and sat down.

"Hey, why are you holding my wife?" Yan Fan poked Luo Die's red apple-like face.

"Don't make trouble." Luo Die's voice was vague, her head buried in Su Yue's chest, a smile of enjoyment appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It's so warm and soft."

Su Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "This girl is just like Tiantian. She likes to hug others and act coquettishly when she's drunk."

Soon, the waiter pushed a tin cart with six bottles of Maotai-flavored liquor on it.

Su Yue caressed Luo Die's long, silky hair while talking to Feng Cui about business development.

Yan Fan rolled up his sleeves. The scars from his battle with the Spirit King remained on his arms. He picked up the wine glass and drank happily with Amo.

Amo is relatively dignified and calm, possessing the kind of aura that remains unchanged despite the collapse of a mountain. Every wrinkle on his old face is a trace of the wear and tear of time, and an unhealed scar under his collarbone tells the story of the past.

"Master, thank you for always accompanying me, supporting me, and helping me." Yan Fan said sincerely.

With a smile on his face, Amo murmured:

"Your Highness is serious. Our meeting and acquaintance were destined. You saved Ah Xiao's life and helped Ah Xiao rise quickly. I should thank you."

"Yes, it is destined." Yan Fan exhaled a breath and was silent for a long time, "If our encounter and acquaintance were written into a novel, a hundred chapters would probably not be enough."

"Hahaha." Amo smiled, "I don't think any author would spend a lot of time writing our story. In my opinion, the past has gone with the wind, but the future will be exciting."

"You are our lord, the direction we move forward, and the king we support. Only if you become stronger and stronger can we survive safely in the universe."

After hearing these words, Yan Fan poured another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, with a pair of deep and dark brown eyes.

After pondering for a while, he whispered:

"Sometimes, I'm quite confused. I don't know what's the point of protecting this world? Everything we are familiar with has long since disappeared and become the yellow sand of history...I don't know that the ancient gods, the old rulers, and the outer gods exist. What is the meaning of it? They destroyed one era after another, slaughtered one race after another, they were pure killing machines... I don’t know why the shady plot chose me. He said that he was the strongest and invincible existence, but I sealed it He is not as invincible as I thought, at least I can compete with him in his prime..."

"My only motivation to become stronger now is to protect Su Yue, protect Ah Xiao, and protect you."

The gold bracelet on Amo's wrist collided with the wine glass, making a crisp and sweet sound.

"Your Highness, you are still too young and the pressure you bear is too great. Sometimes, there is no need to dwell on the problem. You do what you think is right. No matter whether you succeed or fail in the end, you can always trust that we will always be by your side. I won't take a step back."

In Amo's eyes, Yan Fan was indeed very young. He had been sleeping for 75 million years and was only [-] years old when he sealed the shady world. Compared with those ancient gods who had lived for several epochs, he was too young.

There was an invisible light curtain around the two of them, and the conversation could not be heard by others.

Yan Fan drank one glass after another.

Looking back on the past, he first met Su Yong. Although the process was not pleasant, the result was wonderful.

When he was young, he picked up Luo Ping'an, a stray orphan, and Tiantian, who was on the verge of death in the desert. A few years later, a small fish kidnapped the stray cat Nuomi, and went on a sea adventure with Su Yong, saving A Xiao's life. A Xiao led him to Tianshangtian and met A Mo, who was still the first emperor...

Along the way, too many people protected him and shared life and death with him.

[Xiaofan, where are you going? There is chaos outside the city. The empire is fighting the giants. You are not allowed to leave. Come back! 】

[I am 16 years old and an adult. I have my own pursuits and ideals. I want to explore the extraordinary, I want to uncover the mysteries of the world, and I want to become the light of mankind! 】

"Dad, Mom, I did it." Yan Fan whispered to himself.

......

Night falls, clouds cover the moon.

Yan Fan and Su Yue were standing on the balcony on the second floor of the villa. The couple were wearing pink couple pajamas.

Luo Die's six daughters lived in the villa next to them, and Amo went home with glutinous rice and cabbage. After all, there was a little dumpling at home who loved to draw every day.

"Wife, tell me, why do people pursue things that don't exist?" Yan Fan held the guardrail with both hands, looked at the green scenery in the distance, and listened to the sounds of the dark night.

Su Yue was lying on the armchair, holding a book in her hand and a lamp beside her.

Looking at her husband, she said with a smile:

"If you have everything when you are born, including money, status, and power, you will find it meaningless and want to give up and pursue what you don't have."

"For example, Lu Bao and Ye Yan have a bright future. Their parents have arranged their future, but in the end they gave up everything they had arranged and chose to follow the path of extraordinary people."

"Another example is me. Although I am very powerful, I still choose to pursue the once unattainable Zhao Group and experience a sense of accomplishment that I have never had before."

The clouds and mist dispersed, the moonlight dimmed, and Yan Fan changed his subject:

"Tomorrow will be a fierce battle, let's take a rest early."

"Yes." Su Yue closed the book, stood up, and untied her hair, "I'm going to take a shower."

"To save water, can we wash them together?" Yan Fan laughed playfully.

Su Yue had a slight smile on her lips, pinched her husband's chin with her right thumb and index finger, and teased:

"Are you okay? If you are too tired tonight, you may have trouble walking tomorrow."

"You underestimate me too much."

Yan Fan picked up Su Yue, turned off the lights on the balcony, and entered the bathroom.

The next morning.

In the spacious bedroom, Su Yue opened her eyes and found her husband looking at her with his body sideways and his right hand supporting his face.

"What?" Su Yue blinked her beautiful eyes.

Yan Fan caressed his wife's forehead, "You are so cute, how about you do it again?"

Su Yue picked up the phone beside her pillow and looked at it, "It's 8:42. It's unreasonable if you are late for the game you set, but..."

After speaking for a while, she lowered the quilt slightly, looming, playing with the smell:

"Can you solve it in 3 minutes?"

Yan Fan: "..."

The two of them got up slowly and washed themselves up. The time came to 8:58 in the morning.

Yan Fan wetted his right hand with water, combed his short hair, wore a loose pure white hooded sweatshirt, a pair of light-colored jeans and white sneakers, looking like a sunny and cheerful boy.

"Is it done?"

"Right away." Su Yue bit her headband, facing the full-length mirror, and tied up her long hair high.

She was wearing a light beige sportswear with a tight-fitting vest underneath, exposing her beautiful collarbones and flat belly, and wearing a sun-shaped pendant around her neck.

When he was ready, Yan Fan picked up the sandwich on the table.

Open a golden door and take your wife inside.

In just a moment, they appeared below the sinkhole.

As far as the eye can see, God without eyebrows stands on the left, and the goddess of the dark moon, who is always in a pure black dress, stands on the right. The two sides seem to be facing each other, followed by Adam, the God of the Ancestor, Eve, the Goddess of Life, and Wisdom. "God" Mars, "Lord of Stars" Mercury.

"Supreme Dharma God" Amo stood in the middle, feeling isolated.

The eyes of the gods turned to Yan Fan and Su Yue.

God tapped the ground with his golden scepter, causing the nearby mountains to shake, and said in an indifferent tone:

"9:03, you are late."

"Don't nag, it's only 3 minutes. You can't beat the Spirit King in 3 more minutes." Yan Fan disagreed and divided the sandwich into two, eating half for himself and half for Su Yue.

The gods were speechless.

Yan Fan and Su Yue have undoubtedly become the "conspicuous packages" among the gods.

"I hate the human race." The Mercury girl with long ocean blue hair complained.

The red-haired Hongxing adjusted his glasses and said, "Same feeling."

It can be seen that they are very hostile to humans, and their eyes show disgust without any concealment.

But they don't know that the soul of the Dark Moon Goddess they protect belongs to humans.

After finishing breakfast, Yan Fan's brown eyes turned golden, his amiable temperament disappeared, the temperature in the air suddenly increased, and the majesty of the sun god spread.

He stood in the middle with Su Yue and Amo, stared at the cave, and said calmly:

"Let's go."

The gods entered the cave, crossed the river, and arrived in front of the stone gate.

The stone door turned into powder, and the dark altar appeared.

With Yan Fan leading the way, they jumped into the altar and landed smoothly.

"It's you! Yan Ba!"

Two of the three bronze coffins were damaged, and the remaining one was still hanging in the air. Song Changsheng, who was wearing a black assault jacket and had inch-long hair, was chopping down the wall with an immortal axe.

After being stunned for two seconds, Song Changsheng laughed happily:

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in!"

"Where's Su Yanyu? Where's your cousin? Why don't you tell me... It doesn't matter, as long as they are still in the ancient tomb, I can find them. I am not what I used to be, and you are just a bunch of ants in my eyes!"

"These four women are quite good. I'll give you a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy. Give them to me!"

The atmosphere was calm, and the gods looked at this man calmly.

Song Changsheng perfectly explained what it means: people who go up the mountain laugh at the gods who come down the mountain.

In front of the three ancient gods, he was more arrogant than anyone else. He held the sky-opening ax in one hand and tilted his mouth, as if he could fight three with one.

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the other party was indifferent, Song Changsheng's eyes were cold and he snapped his fingers. The bronze coffin suspended in mid-air shook, the lid of the coffin flew off, and a zombie with a severely corroded face jumped out, filling the area with black mist.

Aren't you afraid? No, he must have been frightened out of his wits... Song Changsheng was secretly embarrassed and said:

"I easily subdued the zombies that your cousin couldn't defeat, and turned me into an immortal! The supreme immortal! You ordinary people, when you see an immortal, why don't you kneel down obediently!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

God: “Doesn’t the soul belong to this era, the people of the future?”

Dark Moon Goddess: "It's not a person from the future, just a soul three years from now. The time is too short."

Yan Fan: "I suspect it is the work of the shady, but I can't sense the aura of the shady."

"Damn it! You mortals, are you listening to me?" Song Chang was furious.

Ever since he reached the early stage of soul-burning and even obtained the immortal weapon, he had imagined countless encounters with Yan Fan and Su Yanyu in his mind, and imagined various ways to torture them.

However, the indifferent expressions of this group of people made him very unhappy. It was not the scene he wanted!

Amo said in an angry voice, "The shady story shouldn't be that boring."

Mercury's voice was sweet but not greasy, "Who knows? The thinking of foreign gods is different from ours!"

Martian's red eyes were cold, "A mere human dares to blaspheme the ancient gods and grant you death."

With a look from him, Song Changsheng's head exploded, the immortal weapon Sky-Opening Ax shattered into countless pieces, and the zombies turned into a ball of black mist.

The gods cannot be looked directly at or blasphemed. If you violate any of these rules, you will be under the gaze of the gods and either go crazy or die.

Before his thoughts completely dissipated, Song Changsheng was still shouting in his heart:

"I am the protagonist of the world, everyone must surrender to me!"

The gods turned a blind eye, which was easier than trampling an ant to death, and walked straight inside.

After a while, they arrived at the dark cave and saw a collapsed iron tree and a dry well.

God's golden staff struck the ground, the dry well exploded, the entire cave collapsed, and the gods fell rapidly.

The living die, the dead live, and the living cannot enter the spiritual world.

The gods ignore this rule!