When the old man heard this, he first came over to Yang Fan's side, and then sat on the ground with his butt, and said in a flat tone: "I guess it's right."

Yang Fan squeezed out a smile a little miserable and said: "But there is no way, it seems that fate is like this, you can't hide, and no one is hard at fists, and there is nowhere to talk if you want to be reasonable."

The old man just nodded, but did not speak.

Then Yang Fan turned his head and asked as if he was puzzled: "How can I comfort and comfort your apprentice, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to drill the horns of the bull."

The old man turned his head to look at him, and answered Yang Fan's two questions in just four words, "It's useless, don't be afraid." ”

Yang Fan was really stunned at this moment, stretched out his thumb and said, "Old man, you are really confident."

Then it was the old man's turn to be puzzled, and asked, "Why don't you ask what the origin of this thing is, although your little dog will probably tell you, but you don't want to get some answers first."

Yang Fan said expressionlessly: "What is this, isn't it just some void creatures."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask him how he knew, but then he thought of the puppy who couldn't be seen by common sense, and this kid usually didn't play cards according to common sense, so it was not surprising that he would say the name of the void creature at this time.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak for a long time, Yang Fan turned his head and said in surprise: "It's really a fucking void creature, I was blind just now."

The old man's face was black, if he hadn't seen his miserable appearance at this time, he would have gone up and beaten him fat.

The entire fortress city, except for Yang Fan and the old man, was all in absolute stillness in the true sense, and Yang Fan even felt that even the passage of time had been suspended by the old man.

The old man still couldn't bear the silence, and spoke first: "Yang boy, you don't wonder what your cheap master is, your master and I have performed such an earth-shattering method, and you are not curious."

I thought that Yang Fan would ask with a curious face, but I didn't expect that this time Yang Fan was even more expressionless than just now, and when he didn't speak, he was about to suffocate the old man to death, and Yang Fan finally spoke.

I only heard Yang Fan say indifferently: "Master, you are the guardian of time, or, the god of time."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, like thunder on the flat ground.

It was really shocking to have an old monster like an old man, not that Yang Fan was talking nonsense, on the contrary, what Yang Fan said was almost the same as the truth.

The old man smiled self-deprecatingly, as if he was laughing at himself for being shocked by a stinky boy for so much.

Then the old man said slowly: "Stinky boy, you really gave me a lot of surprises, although what you said is a little different, but it's almost the same, your master Wo, in addition to the ability to control time, can also control space, so ah, in the long life of the master, those who are really old friends, know the name of the master, hehe, called."

Yang Fan saw the old man looking at him with a smug face, as if he was waiting to see the shock on Yang Fan's face, but unfortunately, the old man was disappointed again.

At this time, Yang Fan seemed to like to see his cheap master deflated, and then pretended to think deeply and said: "Then let me think about it, the master's natal life should be called Kiran."

The old man really can't sit still, how can this kid even know this, his real name, in a long time, he almost forgot it, how can this kid say it accurately, and now the League of Legends in the Valoran Continent has long lost his name as an old antique, so how did this kid know.

Then Yang Fan said proudly: "Master Didi, apprentice, I guessed correctly."

The old man waved his hand helplessly, sighed and said, "I have to go, I'm afraid of you kid."

"This kind of thing, oh, these void creatures, will it suddenly fall from the sky again in the short term like today?"

The old man shook his head and said, "No, I will personally go and watch it next, I really underestimated these beasts before."

Yang Fan hummed, and there was no follow-up.

The old man was unwilling to be lonely and said, "Then, what are your plans for the future?"

Yang Fan stretched out his hands, both of which were trembling because of the bloody battle just now, and took a deep breath and said: "It's nothing, it's just to continue to practice boxing, and then walk around as you like, for myself and for that little girl."

Speaking of this, Yang Fan suddenly had a little smile on his face, turned his head and squinted his eyes and said to the old man with a smile: "Master, can you bring Tao Duxue over to meet, I guarantee that you will like this little girl."

The old man didn't sweep Yang Fan's excitement, nodded, waved his left hand, and the little girl who was far away in a courtyard of the Liu family's mansion arrived in front of Yang Fan and the old man in an instant.

Then I didn't see any movement from the old man, and I saw Tao Duxue regain his mobility, his eyes blinking, obviously a little blind.

When the whole city was still just now, except for Yang Fan and the old man, everyone else had no sense, and the little girl was of course no exception.

It's just that he was still by Brother Liu Xuanjie's side just now, and suddenly flashed to Brother Yang Fan, and there was a strange but kind-looking old uncle.

Tao Duxue, who can't figure it out, really can't figure out whether to believe the memory in his head or what he really sees and hears in front of him.

The little girl was stunned at once, especially when everything around her was as silent as still, and Brother Yang Fan's miserable appearance at this moment.

The little girl hurriedly moved her steps cautiously, stretched out a hand and held Yang Fan's hand tightly.

Yang Fan smiled gently, stretched out his other hand and rubbed the little girl's hair.

The little girl instantly became relieved, no matter what the situation was around her, she didn't continue to think about the truth or falsehood, anyway, it would be good to confirm that Yang Fan's brother was true when she pinched Yang Fan's hand.

But the little girl was still very panicked at this time, Brother Liu Wuyuan and Uncle Liu Chongde were all full of learning and motionless, and the tears of the scared little girl had already swirled in her eyes, but she remembered that her mother had said that children who cried all the time were not well-behaved.

So at this moment, beside Brother Yang Fan, who should not hide his emotions the most, she held back her tears and did not fall.

The palms of the little girl holding Yang Fan's hand tightly were full of sweat, and Yang Fan naturally felt it.

So he half-squatted down, looked at the little girl with gentle eyes, and said softly: "My Xue'er is not afraid, my brother and uncle are fine, but they are a little tired because of this."

The little girl nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and hummed softly.