At this moment, Ye Fan thought that he had returned to modern society and was in Egypt, but when his eyes fell on Isis's dazed pretty face, a terrifying feeling gradually floated up his spine and made his heart cold.

This is not modern, this is still in antiquity!

"...... you" Isis frowned and said, this man actually knows who he is?

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to run into you here. Ye Fan pulled out a wry smile, jumped off the altar, picked up the fragment of time and space, and stretched out his hand to the woman.

Pulling Isis up from the altar, Ye Fan had time to look at the place, this is the ancient Egyptian temple, looking out through the huge columned corridor, on the banks of the Nile at dusk, hundreds of thousands of slaves who have finished their labor are lining up to rest places, and the towering pyramids stand on the edge of the desert, silently telling their glory.

It was the thirteenth century B.C., when the construction of the pyramids of ancient Egypt was at its peak, and Egypt was entering the ranks of the ancient civilizations of the world.

From ancient times to the Middle Ages, Ye Fan quickly figured out what was going on.

The final battle with the Sword Emperor allowed him to escape from the Sahara at the last moment and come to ancient Egypt in the turbulence of time and space.

Rather than lack, no, it should be Fang Lang, he has died in ancient times, his body and soul are dead!

The elite leaders of the three major clans who stepped into the ancient era together, only the whereabouts of the Sword Sect were unknown, but at this time, it was impossible for Ye Fan to go back and hunt them down, they had already integrated into history! No matter what kind of impact they had, they had become ironclad historical facts.

He knew that he would leave this time, and he didn't know how many years of blankness he would have in his life, and he didn't know if those relatives and friends had escaped danger.

It's time to leave!

"Who are you, why do you know my name?" Elsis's puzzled eyes fell on his back.

Ye Fan looked back and smiled, he finally understood why Elsis was so desperate for himself that he even gave him the Golden Scales unconditionally.

They had already seen it thousands of years ago, and she had concealed this matter because she did not want to affect the real course of history by revealing the heavenly secrets. There is no love in the world for no reason, and this wise and infatuated woman, from this moment on, has already identified him as a man in fate, and has waited for this for three thousand years!

"Aisisi, it's so hard for you to deceive me......" Ye Fan stared at the woman's face, and there was tenderness in his eyes.

"I lied to you?" the woman wondered even more, when had she lied to him? It was the first time they had met, and she didn't even know his name.

Ye Fan approached her with a smile, looked into her eyes, and asked softly, "When you found me, didn't you see a golden scale?"

"Golden Scale, I don't understand......" At this moment, Isis, who had just started practicing the art of the soul, could not read people's hearts yet, but from Ye Fan's eyes, she saw a color that she had never seen before, which was a gaze that she had never touched as a high pharaoh.

Kindness and familiarity make her feel quiet and trusting......

"I understand......" Ye Fan suddenly realized, the golden scales were lost at the moment, but in the near future, it would be found by Isis, and after thousands of years, it would be handed over to him in person, and the things would return to their original owners! It did not belong to Dongchen, it belonged to herself! Elsis just told a white lie.

If so, then where did this thing come from? Over time, the golden scales appeared again and again, seemingly forming a closed ring that was always in his hands and that of Isis, but it could not have come out of nowhere, who made it, and when did it first appear?

Suddenly, Ye Fan suddenly had a strong sense of horror in his heart!

The appearance and disappearance of the Golden Scales is too unbelievable, as if someone is secretly manipulating, in the dark, Ye Fan feels that maybe from now on, it will never appear in his field of vision!

Coming back to his senses, Ye Fan gently took Ethis's soft little hand, "It's time for me to leave, Ethis, I've been delayed for too long, three thousand years later, you will understand who I am, take this pill, keep your youth and face forever, I will wait for you in the future......"

"Three thousand years ......," Isis muttered, but the smiling face in front of her slowly disappeared in front of her eyes, and she could no longer feel his presence, and when she looked down, there was an aromatic elixir in her palm......

In the sky above the desert where no one is inhabited, a figure stands alone, and its deep gaze penetrates a hundred miles and falls on the magnificent pyramid.

"Goodbye, Isis......"

With a sigh, his figure disappeared silently, passing through eternity, opening the river of time, the top of Maoshan Mountain, in the vast wind and smoke, and then reincarnation......

For thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, in the river of time, nothing is insignificant and not worth mentioning, but in that distant time and space, there is a person and a pair of eyes that he will never forget.

It's just because, in that chaotic life, we have met and met...... Three thousand years!

……

Stockholm Concert Hall, the capital of Sweden.

Tonight's concert hall is star-studded and star-studded, but all these faces are not showbiz people, they are outstanding in their respective disciplines, and their contributions to mankind are far better than those so-called stars and big names.

Many of them are over half a hundred years old, gray-haired, and nearing the end of their lives, but among these admired old men, there are also a few young faces that stand out.

In the applause, still handsome and handsome, as if His Majesty Henry, the eternal forty-year-old King of Sweden, took a steady step to the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we are gathered in Stockholm to announce the final results of this year's Nobel Prize......" His Majesty Henry stood on the podium and spoke slowly in his calm and deeply magnetic voice, "First of all, the Nobel Prize in Medicine laureate ......"

Everyone waited with bated breath, the Nobel Prize in medicine was extremely heavy, and the competition was very fierce.

The old king paused, unveiled the final envelope, and immediately showed a solemn and solemn look on his face after unfolding it.

"This outstanding medical worker, with his life's energy to promote traditional Chinese medicine, he traveled all over the African continent, bringing hope to the suffering people there, he successfully developed the dengue virus vaccine, he reduced the AIDS infection rate in Africa to a record low, he is Dr. Luo Xiaogang from China!"

Boom - thunderous applause, a tall figure slowly got up, waving to the people.

He looks middle-aged, although he is wearing a suit, he shows his old state, he has been working in Africa all the year round, he is no longer young!

Luo Xiaogang's pace was very slow, and when he came to His Majesty Henry and turned around, people realized that this "young" Nobel laureate had burst into tears!

"Say a few words for us, young man!" said King Henry, smiling kindly, and patting him on the shoulder.

Luo Xiaogang wiped away his tears, looked into the microphone, and said affectionately: "I can stand here today, thanks to only one person, that is my teacher." I'd rather not have the Nobel Prize, as long as I can see Mr. Ye again, my Luo Xiaogang will be worth my life!"

There was a sigh in the audience, and several faces had begun to cry secretly.

"It's been ten years, Mr. Ye, it's time for you to come back!" Luo Xiaogang shouted loudly with tears in front of the live broadcast of hundreds of millions of viewers around the world: "You said that I should stay in Africa, and I did it, what about you? Mr. Ye, how can you break your word? You think that if you win the Lifetime Achievement Award, you can stay out of the world and abandon everyone? If you hear me, please come back! I beg you to come back immediately, because, we, we really can't afford to wait!"

In the more than 100-year history of the Nobel Prize, there has never been such a scene, regardless of men, women and children, on and off the stage, all infected by a person's acceptance speech, that pair of moist eyes, can not hide the sad expression, is true and moved from the heart, so that hundreds of millions of viewers are moved......