This name is like an electrostatic light in an endless night, deeply piercing Zhao Fan's pupils, so that he was numb all over his body and even all the pores.
The statue is the image of the white fox with nine tails, which is almost the same as that of his mother's body in his imagination ...
Tears seemed to feel the summoning of the soul, blurred Zhao Fan's eyes, like a bead that broke the line, and rolled out of control.
Zhao Fan slowly raised his hands, trembling towards the statue of the nine -tailed fairy fox named Bai Linger, one step, two steps, getting closer and closer, finally, close at hand.
In his eyes, his desire for mother love, and he couldn't help stroking the side face of the nine -tailed fairy fox. "Mother, is you?"
At this moment, Zhao Fan vaguely understood what.
The nine -tailed fairy fox is the master of the Peacock Emperor and the Tiger Emperor. Die in a million years ago, but the prophecy she left is a million years later.
Let the two pro -disciples wait in the spirit domain.
The prediction of the family named Zhao was herself.
Zhao Fan's mother is Nine -tailed White Fox, called Bai Linger.
The master of the two major masterpieces, the same nine -tailed white fox, is also called Bai Linger, which controls the law of time and space by millions of years ago!
Coincidentally, it is so arranged.
They are definitely the same two -tailed white fox!
Otherwise, how can I explain that I have responded to the predictions of millions of years ago. At the same time, the names of the mother and the master of the dominance here are Bai Linger and the nine -tailed white fox?
"Mother ..." Zhao Fan shouted again.
However, the entire cemetery was quiet to echoing only Zhao Fan's voice.
In this way, Zhao Fan silently hugged the statue until the tears were dried, and he gradually calmed down. The other party must have come to this time and space with the law of time and space, and saw himself.
At this time, Zhao Fan's expectations and fantasies about opportunities before came here, Tongtong was thrown away from the clouds, because the treasures that were against the sky, no seeing the mother can make him more happy.
Even Bai Linger's statue makes him extremely kind.
"It turns out that before millions of years, the mother had seen me today, and she must have been to the world, so that she would use the name of her Seven Immortals for her."
A smile from the heart, "This kind of me, she should not be disappointed?"
However, there are too many mysteries.
The nine -tailed white fox, which fell millions of years ago, was reincarnated to the human world after so long.
Then, Zhao Fan suddenly felt in his heart. He thought that whether Bai Linger was the fate of this life or the last life, his eyes were full of hatred.
The murderer who killed his mother's life had been killed by himself!
Who made her last?
After all, it is a late days that control the law of time and space. The strength of the murderer is definitely more scary.
"Children are not filial."
Zhao Fan's fist couldn't help holding up. He looked at the statue in front of him and said, "If you have been one million years, if the murderer is still alive, if I do not die, one day, it will make him ambush."
Even if the other party is strong to stand at the peak of the Yuanjie, it becomes stronger than!
Zhao Fan vowed a word and a meal.
At the moment of his voice, the statue of the nine -tailed fairy fox flashed without warning.
More than that, the eyes of the statue are also full of vitality, as if they came alive.
The nine-tailed fairy fox looked at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him, with a mother's doting look on her son in her eyes.
This sudden change made Zhao Fan stunned for a moment. Soon, ecstasy filled his face and he mistakenly thought that Bai Ling'er had come back to life.
However, the pure white light flowing on the statue dimmed again, and silence returned. Only those eyes were left, looking at Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan's heart trembled and his hope was extinguished. He knew that this was definitely not a resurrection, but something might have been triggered.
In this way, one person and one statue looked at each other quietly for a long time.
But the nine-tailed white fox seemed to never be able to get enough of his ordinary public face, showing a deep sense of reluctance.
Once it begins, it is destined to end.
After burning the incense, the nine-tailed white fox lowered its eyelids reluctantly. When he opened it again, he returned to the original statue state, lacking the agility of life...
Zhao Fan felt as if a large piece of his heart had been cut off. Tears once again ravaged his face. He shouted heartbreakingly: "Mother, mother!"
The statue of the nine-tailed white fox disintegrated one by one as he called.
"don't want!"
Zhao Fan's pupils shrank to small points and he hurriedly reached out to hug the statue, trying to stop the statue from collapsing.
However, nothing can be done.
Zhao Fan watched helplessly as the lifelike nine-tailed fox became smaller and smaller, and the falling particles dissipated into the void of heaven and earth.
"No!!!"
The ten fingers of Zhao Fan's hands frantically grabbed the particles like phantoms, and even released the surging power of life in an attempt to wrap them up.
And those particles, like snowflakes, melt at the touch, leaving not even a trace.
Zhao Fan seemed to have lost his strength and collapsed on the ground, "Why, why..."
He has never seen his mother. In the past, he only imagined it through the descriptions of his father or his uncle. Now, when he met the statue of his mother's body, he really wanted to protect it well. In this way, he felt that his mother was always with him.
Be by your side.
Zhao Fan rather doesn't want chance, he just wants the statue to be intact!
In the end, the statue of the nine-tailed fox disappeared, leaving only an empty base made of blue crystal blocks. It was as if the statue had never existed at all.
"Um?"
Zhao Fan's dim eyes noticed that as the statue disappeared, a line of words appeared on the original position of the base. It was very brief, only six words.
"Fan'er, come up and sit down."
…
At this time, Zhao Fan forgot to breathe and stared blankly at the words on the base. The sentence "Fan'er" that traveled through millions of years made him feel an unprecedented sense of intimacy.
He imagined that Bai Ling'er's expression was gentle and doting when she left these words.
"Yeah! I listen to you."
Zhao Fan's body seemed to have been summoned from somewhere. He stood up, walked onto the blue crystal base, and then sat down gently.
At the same time, all the blue crystals gathered into the base began to tremble, and the edges were separated, one by one, arranged upwards against Zhao Fan's skin.
The process lasted for hundreds of breaths.
Now, Zhao Fan was as if his whole body was wrapped in a large cocoon made of blue crystals, airtight.
And his consciousness left his body and entered a separate space.
That space is not very big, only a hundred square meters at full count. The four walls and top and bottom are all made of blue crystals.
"Where is this?"
Zhao Fan looked left and right in confusion. Just when he saw nothing, he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.
Zhao Fan turned around and saw a smiling woman standing behind him.
She is very good-looking, with big smart eyes, gentle brows and a hint of natural playfulness. She is slightly younger than herself, probably in her twenties.
The strange thing is that Zhao Fan is sure that he has never seen each other before, but at this moment, he feels a warm feeling, as if he is bathing in the sunshine in the cold winter.
"Fan'er." The woman put down her hand and said with a smile.
"You...are you?" Zhao Fan was stunned on the ground. He had an intuition that this was his mother, but he didn't dare to admit it, fearing that the other party was not her, and what would follow would be a disappointment like falling into an abyss.
"Bai Ling'er."
The woman took the initiative to hold Zhao Fan's hand and said softly: "This is what it was like after giving birth to you."
"Mother..." Zhao Fan cried uncontrollably.
"I really want to hug you when I was a child and grow up with you." Bai Ling'er held Zhao Fan's hand with one hand and stroked his hair with the other. "It's a pity that I can only live in the illusory river of time."
, watching you grow silently. Now I am just a wisp of lingering thoughts, which will dissipate in an hour."
"An hour?" Zhao Fan's heart seemed to be strangled by a ruthless pliers, as if he was suffocated. This made him cherish this short time even more.
He cried and laughed and asked, "Have you been looking at me since I was a kid?"
"Yes." Bai Ling'er glanced at the ground next to her, and a bench appeared out of thin air. She pulled Zhao Fan to sit down, "You didn't make my mother worry at all. I don't know how many times you made me sweat.
.Fortunately, I became a god and ascended to the spiritual realm."
Zhao Fan smiled awkwardly, wiped away his tears and said, "It's all my fault. Be careful next time and not be reckless."
"Silly boy."
Bai Ling'er pinched Zhao Fan's nose and said, "Everything you did for your mother, I saw every scene. You have a son like this, which makes me, a mother, very proud."