Yang Fan thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "Think about it!"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him with sparkling eyes, his eyes were full of hope and expectation for the future, and he was still a little confused. But isn't this the heart of a teenager who goes in and out of the rivers and lakes?

Yang Fan thought about the magical and somewhat dangerous world outside, everything outside was novel, he wanted to go to this vast world to explore, it had nothing to do with personal beliefs, it had nothing to do with the world about to collapse, even if the old man said that it might have something to do with him, but he didn't think about it at all, he also felt that it didn't matter.

Yang Fan on Earth is like a robot in captivity. He longed for a true freedom in his heart. Because Yang Fan didn't want to pot the days of orbit when he was on Earth.

When he was a teenager, he listened to his parents' teachings, and from the first day of school, everyone was telling him, "You must study hard, otherwise you will suffer in the future, read good books and find a good job in the future, and sit in the office every day to collect money leisurely, how good." ”

Yang Fan, who has been sensible and obedient to his parents since he was a child, studied seriously, and did not want his parents to disappoint him once, and finally Yang Fan was admitted to a good university.

But how could a family like Yang Fan afford the high tuition fees, so he quietly went through the withdrawal procedures, and found a job in that big city without telling his parents that he lived in a simple rental house.

From the first day Yang Fan gnawed cold steamed buns and went to odd jobs, he knew that there was no place for the weak to survive in this world. There are people who are born at the top, and you are not qualified to catch up.

Yang Fan remembers lying on the bed in the rental house, staring blankly at the ceiling. He thought that when he was young, he lived for the expectations of his parents, when he was middle-aged, he would work hard to pay off the mortgage and car loan, to "buy" a wife, and in the second half of his life, he would run for the vitality of the family. In the end, when you are old, oh, what can you do when you are old.

He remembers tears before he knew it.

The boy was only in his twenties, and he could actually see death at a glance, and his whole life was in his mind in an instant. He felt that he would not be able to live for himself in his life.

And Yang Fan feels that his life and death are not something he can control, and life is tasteless, but if he wants to say that once he dies, Yang Fan not only doesn't dare, he can't do it.

What about parents? Could it be that the parents who worked hard to raise themselves are wrong? How could he not care about anything and leave the aftermath to two gray-haired old men.

At this time, Yang Fan stood on the top of the bell tower, looking at the old man, a touch of sadness, a touch of desolation, and a renewed look flashed in his eyes, and then clenched his fist.

He Yang Fan, this time, he wants to really live for himself once!

The old man saw the changes in the young man's heart just now, and he didn't understand why this seemingly grinning child had such vicissitudes in his eyes at that moment, like an old man standing in the wind and sand and about to be buried. But seeing that Yang Fan quickly walked out of the confusion and regained his yearning for the world, like a leaf that was about to wither, it suddenly received the watering of the spring rain and became green again.

Immediately, the old man waved his robe, stretched out his palm, and the space on his palm fluctuated, and a cyan robe fell from the fluctuating space to the old man's hand, pouted and said: "Just like you, why do you say that you will make a name for me, don't embarrass me, I will burn high incense for you."

It turned out that Yang Fan's previous clothes had long been tattered, no different from the beggars on the street, and he was covered with holes. This is to take another broken bowl to squat on the street, and it is estimated that all the beggars in the same company will have to come and give alms to him.

Yang Fan scratched his head, smiled and took his clothes with both hands to change them.

Yang Fan, who originally belonged to the medium-sized appearance, had a more angular face after experiencing a lot of tempering, and his muscles were strong but not thick, which made Yang Fan's figure more beautiful. At this time, after wearing a green shirt, Yang Fan looked like a young man. The old man also secretly admired in his heart: "What a handsome young man." ”

But these words, the old man will never praise Yang Fan openly, the old man looked at this Yang Fan who showed off himself with Xiaobai with an impatient face, waved his hand and said: "Hey, hey, don't be an eyesore here, hurry up and let the old man get out of here, don't disturb me here."

Immediately, a "door" that rippled this spatial fluctuation appeared in front of Yang Fan and Xiaobai.

Yang Fan greeted Xiaobai, turned his head and said to the old man: "Master, I'm leaving, don't miss me too much" and then turned around and left.

Xiao Bai, who was following behind, glanced at the old man meaningfully when he entered the space door. The old man laughed and snorted.

Yang Fan and Xiaobai, who stepped out of the different space, suddenly found that they did not return to Freljord, but appeared in a dense forest. The place was full of trees that covered the sky and the sun, a far cry from the very cold of Freljord. Yang Fan, who was wondering what the situation was, suddenly heard the old man's voice in his ears: "Stinky boy, cultivation has always been to fight with people and the sky, and you can experience a fart in the place where the bird doesn't."

Yang Fan responded happily: "Master, you are tired."

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And then there was no response.

Yang Fan didn't care about this mysterious old man, turned his head and asked Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, check what is here, it belongs to the jurisdiction of that country."

……

Alternate space.

The old man stood on the top of the bell tower with his hands behind his back. The two sleeved robes are windless and automatic.

The eyes seem to have traveled through this different space. Then he said in a cold tone: "Is it true that the old man is a dead old man with no temper? The magic breath has tracked down to my realm, hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead! Immediately, the entire space shook, and the galaxy energy began to become manic, and several powerful galaxies practiced through the space.

Outside of the other dimension, Freljord, a filthy place that has nothing to do with pure ice and ice, magic vibrates, gathering magical barriers that cover the entire territory. Suddenly, a wave of stars suddenly descended into the world, smashing straight into this barrier. Like a mantis arm as a car, the seemingly impregnable barrier was pierced by the galaxy in an instant, and then smashed into the territory within the barrier regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

Rumble!

The huge energy of the galaxy instantly destroyed most of the territory below, and a very injured muffled snort came from the innermost palace.

But after receiving this unwarranted disaster, no one came out with righteous indignation to think about revenge, and was actually ready to settle the matter?