At this time.

Nan Lengrou smiled and said, "I've finished listening to Brother Fan's story over there, so can you tell me now, what happened to Brother Fan?" Also, where is he now?"

Liu Dahai's heart sank, and he pondered: "As I said earlier, the old ancestor came to Scorpio through the space-time rift. ”

"So, there may be a difference in time between the two worlds, or the time and space are out of order, in short, in your place, it seems that only twenty years have passed, but on the other side of Scorpio, two thousand years have passed!"

"Huh?!"

Liu Xin exclaimed.

Nan Lengrou's delicate body trembled, her eyes showed infinite pain and fear, and she asked in a trembling voice, "That...... Navan Geta......"

Liu Dahai nodded, sighed, and said, "Grandma, your brother Fan, that is, my ancestor, he is here!"

As he spoke, he took out a tablet from his bosom and respectfully placed it on the table.

Suddenly, Nan Lengrou and Liu Xin were stunned, and the two looked at the tablet, on which the words "Liu Fan's Divine Position, the Ancestor of the Ancestor of Cultivation" were clearly eye-catching.

The characters are traditional characters, but they recognize them clearly, and they can't help crying, holding Liu Fan's tablet, tears are like rain, and their liver and intestines are broken.

Twenty years of waiting, staying alone in the empty room, taking care of his face at night, getting up in the morning to draw makeup in the mirror, just to see Yiren again in the future, so that he could recognize the makeup at that time.

But before he could think of it, two thousand years have passed on that person's side, and the previous joy and expectation are just a dream!

At this moment, the dream is broken, and the heart is broken!

"Woo woo woo ......"

Nan Lengrou cried and became a tearful person, crying out sadly, "Brother Fan!"

Liu Xin cried and sobbed, grief-stricken, touched the tablet of the ancestor, and shouted sadly: "Dad, Dad, Dad......"

Liu Dahai was so worried that he couldn't help but have red eyes.

At this moment, Nan Lengrou suddenly made a "poof", blood spurted out of her mouth, and her face turned pale.

Liu Xin was shocked and exclaimed, "Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?!"

Liu Dahai's face changed greatly, and a flicker appeared beside Nan Lengrou, grabbed her hand, sensed her physical condition, and noticed that her vitality was passing quickly, and couldn't help but be horrified, screaming while crossing the vitality.

"Grandma, grandma, listen to me, the ancestor is not dead, the ancestor is still alive!"

"The old ancestor is the ancestor of physical cultivation, he has lived for more than 2,000 years, and he sent me here this time just to pick you up and reunite with the little old ancestor in the past!"

When Nan Lengrou heard this, her face suddenly flushed, and she struggled to get up excitedly, and said, "Really, Brother Fan is really not dead yet?"

"No, no, you're lying to me, if Brother Fan is not dead, then what is the matter with this tablet? If he is not dead, why would you set up a tablet for him?!"

"Also, if Brother Fan is alive, why didn't he come to us in person?!"

Liu Dahai was sweating profusely, looking at the ancestral tablet, and was about to kowtow to ask the ancestor to appear.

At this moment, the ancestor's tablet suddenly flickered.

Then, in the shocked eyes of Nan Lengrou, Liu Xin and Liu Dahai, a light curtain gradually rose on the tablet of the old ancestor.

This light curtain is like a circular portal, which is hazy, white smoke is like fairy mist, and there are white cranes flying in the sky, and spirit butterflies are fluttering.

The light curtain illuminated the entire hall, and from the smoke-like fairy mist, a figure slowly walked out.

This figure, dressed in a white robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, long hair and a shawl, is extremely handsome.

He appeared, he was handsome, he had a temperament like a god.

With a melancholy and gentle smile on his face, he stepped out of the light curtain step by step.

In an instant, the whole world was eclipsed, time and space seemed to be quiet, and a colorful rain of time fell in the void, like a dream.

He is the ancestor Liu Fan!

Liu Fan came to Nan Lengrou's face step by step, gently stroked Nan Lengrou's face with his palm, wiped the tears on her face, smiled gently, and said apologetically: "Rou'er, don't cry! I'm still here, I'm back......"

After that, he turned around and touched Liu Xin's head again, looked at her sluggish appearance, couldn't help but smile, and said, "My baby, you have finally grown up, you are a big child, you can't cry anymore!"

Nan Lengrou finally came back to her senses, saw the person she thought about day and night, excited and happy, and rushed up to hug Liu Fan.

"Brother Fan——!"

She cried happily, tears wetting Liu Fan's shoulders.

Liu Fan gently patted her back, and her movements were as gentle as ever.

At this time, Liu Xin's excited and timid voice came from his ears.

"You...... Are you really my father?" she looked at Liu Fan, her eyes were excited, nervous, and a little unfamiliar, a little expectant.

I haven't seen her for twenty years, and her father, who lives in dreams and mother's stories, suddenly appears, and she is a little dazed and at a loss for a while.

Liu Fan smiled slightly and said, "He looks so handsome, in the universe, who else is there besides your bulldozer father?!"

"Flutter!"

Liu Xin was amused, and then ran over happily, hugged Liu Fan tightly, tears flowed down, and choked up: "Dad, I miss you!

"Seeing that other classmates have fathers, but I don't, when I have a parent-teacher conference, there is always only my mother, and there is no you, do you know, how uncomfortable I feel......"

Liu Fan's eyes were fluttering, his heart was touched, and he said softly: "My baby, Dad misses you too! From now on, Dad will accompany you well." ”

Nan Lengrou and Liu Xin both smiled happily, with tears on their faces, and hugged Liu Fan tightly.

At this time, on the ground in the hall, Liu Dahai's throat was dry and trembling, and he finally couldn't help but say, "Ancestor, you...... You ......"

He wanted to ask his ancestor if he was a human or a ghost, but he didn't dare to ask after all.

Liu Fan saw through his thoughts at a glance, smiled slightly, and said: "The sea, my good descendant, this time you have performed well, and the ancestors are rewarded!"

When Liu Dahai heard this, not only was he not surprised, but his face turned pale with fright.

"Oh my God! The old ancestor is alive, the old ancestor can recognize me, and the old ancestor still praises me and wants to reward me?"

"What does he want to reward, does he want to reward me for his big mouth, or does he want to reward me for thundering?!"

"Woo woo, why am I so scared, I want to cry! Patriarch, Liuhai, where are you, I'm really scared!"

Liu Dahai trembled, remembering the scenes he had done to his ancestors, and he was even more afraid.

So, he hurriedly kowtowed and said loudly: "It is the honor of the descendants to contribute to the ancestors, and they dare not ask for rewards!"

"The ancestor is handsome and chic, invincible in the universe, the first in the world, and his reputation is immortal!"

"The grandmother looks like a goddess, she is not old for thousands of years, and there is no one in the sky and on the earth!"

"The little old ancestor is peerlessly talented, he is the goddess of the gods, the saint of the saints, and the little old ancestor has the posture of the old ancestor!"

Liu Fan listened and smiled.

"Look at what scares you, your business, one yard to one yard, today, the ancestors don't count accounts, only rewards!"

"Tell me, what reward do you want? The old ancestor can fulfill one of your requests!"

"Just say, what do you want?!...... be bold."

Liu Dahai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said excitedly: "Old Ancestor, what you said is true?"

"Really!"

"Is anything okay?"

"Yes!"

"The old ancestor doesn't regret it?!"

"No backtracking!"

Liu Dahai's eyes suddenly brightened, licked his lips, took a sharp breath, and said, "Ancestor, the descendants want to ......"

PS: What the sea wants, the author hasn't thought about it, so I ask for a lot of messages.

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