I woke up after 300 million years

As far as the eye could see, a dim retro kerosene lamp was lit inside the house.

Meng Chulian was sitting by the window, wearing very thin clothes, just an elegant cloth, looking up at the bright moon, looking very worried.

When she heard the door open, she subconsciously held the dagger at her waist, looking nervous.

But when I looked back, I was confused.

"Old, ancestor!"

[Ancestor, it’s so boring for you to drink alone. Your children and grandchildren will accompany you. 】

[Hmm~ Ancestor, I’m not a toy anymore. If you pinch Master’s face, you’ll pinch my face and slap me on the back of the head. I’ll make them angry! 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu 】

Past memories came to mind, Meng Chulian bit her lips and her eyes turned red.

That night was the first time she took the initiative to approach Yan Fan.

After sniffing, Meng Chulian waved his sleeves, closed the wooden doors and windows, and raised the magic circle.

After doing all this, she said aggrievedly:

"Ancestor, why are you still looking for me? I have severed all ties with my master and have nothing to do with him anymore. After the Supreme War, I will marry into the Tianxing clan and become..."

She did not continue.

Yan Fan lifted his hood, revealed his plain cheeks, and smiled, "Just because you call me ancestor, I can't ignore you."

Walking around the table, he sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"I went upstairs in the moonlight and saw that you and Changsheng seemed to have had a falling out. Tell me what happened?"

Meng Chulian was startled, "Master didn't tell you?"

"I haven't seen them. I've done some bad things recently, and I'm in the spotlight." Yan Fan said casually.

Hearing this, Meng Chulian by the window gritted his teeth and groaned, "Anyway, we have broken off our friendship. There is nothing more to say. I will be aloof from now on, and he is not worthy of being my master."

Looking at the still arrogant look, looking at the depression and sadness in her eyes, Yan Fan understood that this girl was definitely telling the truth.

"Are you afraid that the Saints will kill Changsheng?" Yan Fan pointed out.

Meng Chulian's delicate body trembled obviously.

In her body, the nine-story tower of the quasi-emperor soldier expressed, "First love, he is too mysterious. I suggest you not to contact him. Don't forget, he is a man who came out of the emperor's coffin. I seriously doubt that he is an ancient emperor." , it’s just amnesia.”

"When you marry the Holy Son, you still have a chance to escape and make a comeback. If you stay with this man, you have no control at all and cannot predict the future. Do you understand?"

Seeing that the woman was silent, Yan Fan waved.

Meng Chulian bit her lip, walked over obediently, and squatted at Yan Fan's feet, like a kitten.

"If you didn't tell me, my ancestor would have guessed something." Yan Fan stretched out his hand to caress the woman's hair, "You are afraid that Changsheng will offend the Saints, and you are afraid that the Saints will kill us, so you want to distance yourself from Changsheng and use sacrifice to Protect us in your own way, right?”

"I..." Meng Chulian opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Yan Fan spoke softly, "Girl, you know, Chang Sheng originally didn't want to ascend to the upper realm. He wanted to wait for his lover's return in the lower realm. He was afraid that after ascending to the upper realm, the saints who ruled the daytime would find him, but... ....When he thinks of you, he can't help but feel sad and blame himself for being weak and incompetent. In the end, he is willing to follow me to ascend to the upper world and fight for nine days."

"Our first stop is the Supreme Palace, which has kept a low profile for more than 1,300 years."

"Forgive us for not coming to you immediately. We know that with the cultivation of Earth Immortal, even if we arrive safely in the Central Continent, we will not be able to fight against the Yuhua Palace. Now, the ancestor has the strength and confidence to destroy the Yuhua Palace. It is a pity. .....”

The atmosphere became quiet and heavy.

Xiaota noticed that the woman's mood was getting worse and she hurriedly advised, "Chu love, calm down. You are not an emotional woman. He is playing the emotional card and trying to trick you. You have no choice now. Once you leave this courtyard, the Holy Son will If you notice it instantly, you will kill them when the time comes!”

Meng Chulian lowered her head and lay on Yan Fan's knees, her big tears falling down drop by drop.

She sobbed, "Ancestor, I have no right to choose, I can only marry the Holy Son. I have confessed to you that I did approach the Master with a purpose, but he treats me sincerely, and I treat him sincerely. I will be my master for a lifetime." As a father, I miss him very much for more than a thousand years, and of course, I also miss you..."

By the way? Are you polite... Yan Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and listened quietly without interrupting.

"I'm very happy to see you again, it's enough, it's really enough." Meng Chulian cried with pear blossoms and rain, too many grievances and helplessness.

Yan Fan patted the woman's back and said gently, "We are late. If you had arrived in the Central Continent before the Supreme War, you would not have been forced to marry the Saint."

"Girl, I can take you away. The Tianxing clan only rules Hongtian. Jiutian is so big and the four seas are home. From the moment we choose to ascend to the upper world, we are destined to fight for Jiutian. I promised my younger brothers and sisters that I will take them Standing on the Nine Heavens, the future collision with the Saint Clan is inevitable."

"We... are not afraid of the Saints!"

Fight for nine days!

These four words sound passionate.

But Meng Chulian shook his head repeatedly, "Ancestor, you don't understand the terror of the saints. Although I can't see your current cultivation level, you are probably in the realm of life and death."

"Beyond life and death is the Supreme. Above the Supreme is the Saint. The Supreme fights. There are tens of billions of monks. There are only a few Supremes. Saints only exist in the Saint race. To the people of Nine Heavens, the Saint is a myth. Do you want to defeat the myth? Too much It’s a fantasy!”

Yan Fan picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

"You have no confidence in the ancestor?"

"Well, I'm not confident!" Meng Chulian replied firmly. The mole on the left corner of her eye combined with the tears looked pitiful and endearing.

Although Xiaota suspects that Yan Fan is an ancient emperor, Mengchulian does not think so. Ancient books record that the ancient emperor's every move contains endless truth, and his words follow the law.

When the emperor goes out, all races bow their heads.

On the other hand, Yan Fan is mediocre, without the majesty of a great emperor, and without the accompaniment of a great path.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward. Yan Fan pinched the woman's face, pulled it, and said half-jokingly, "Ancestor, I am omnipotent. You must have confidence even if you don't have confidence. Be careful I beat you!"

"Oh~ don't pinch me!" Meng Chulian's voice was soft.

This small gesture brought the two of them closer together.

Yan Fan let go of his hand and said seriously, "I'll give you some time to think about it and ask yourself, do you really want to marry the Holy Son?"

"No need to think about it, I've made up my mind." Meng Chulian rubbed her nose with a firm attitude.

She hesitated for a long time and whispered in a low voice, "Ancestor, you can't fight against the Holy Clan. I know the Tianxing Clan too well, because I am a reborn person and was born in the Tianxing Clan in my previous life."

Yan Fan paused while drinking tea, with a surprised expression on his face, "You...are from the Tianxing clan?"

Now that the matter has come to this, Meng Chulian has no intention of hiding it, and has inexplicably developed a sense of trust in Yan Fan from the first meeting.

She took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, "In my last life, I was a member of the Tianxing clan. My parents' status was neither high nor low. Before I was three years old, I lived a carefree life until that day..."

"The little holy son found my father, holding a baby girl in his arms, and said that it was the result of his relationship with a foreign woman, and he hoped that my parents would help raise her."

"The Tianxing clan values ​​​​blood, and members of the direct clan must not intermarry with outsiders. Once discovered, the baby girl will undoubtedly die, and the little holy son will be deprived of his status as a holy son. But the little holy son is an infatuated species and wants a child. I also wanted identity, so out of desperation, I chose my parents."

"After all, the patriarch has not visited the side clan for thousands of years. It is safer for the baby girl to be raised by the side clan... In order to please the little saint, my father agreed... From then on, I The nightmare begins."