Fantasy: Traveling Through Tens Of Billions Of Years

"You! You guardian spirit!"

"Miss, look at this guardian spirit! This is an ominous guardian spirit that brings disaster! How dare you talk back!"

The middle-aged servant's hair was disheveled, he said to the girl angrily.

The girl frowned slightly, and said to Fan Heng slightly in her heart: "Hey, be good. Uncle Yun seems very angry."

Fan Heng suddenly heard the girl's voice in his heart, he was a little surprised, and a little bit dumbfounded.

This girl seems to be comforting herself like a baby, this feeling...is really strange.

He immediately shrugged and said coldly: "If he talks to me like this again, I won't care so much."

The reason why this servant was not killed was to a large extent because he cared about the young girl.

If this planet is broken, the girl will not be able to survive, and as her guardian spirit, maybe she will disappear because of this.

As the guardian spirit, Fan Heng instinctively didn't want to hurt the girl in the slightest.

"Well. Don't worry."

Hearing Fan Heng's words, the girl said to the middle-aged servant: "Uncle Yun, you don't need to persuade me. Since he is my guardian spirit, no matter whether it is the lowest mortal or a demon, he exists to protect me." Guardian spirit. Even if disasters are caused, it is because of me."

"you……"

The middle-aged servant frowned when he heard the words, feeling a little unhappy, he glanced at Fan Heng, then fell silent for a while, and said slowly: "Miss, you go back first, I can't solve this matter, but I will try my best to think about it." Method."

He said to the girl in a respectful voice, but in fact he had already made a plan in his heart. He needed to report the scene just now to the master and let them make a decision.

The middle-aged servant disappeared into the bustling crowd without waiting for the girl to respond.

"This person is malicious to you."

Fan Heng suddenly said that after he became a guardian spirit, he was very sensitive to some senses.

"Well. I know."

The girl nodded, but she was not surprised. She moved lightly with lotus steps and walked in another direction.

"My name is Fan Xiaoxian, what about you?"

"Fan Heng."

"What a coincidence."

Fan Heng was also a little surprised, this fairy-like woman had the same surname as him, it was exactly as she said, it was a coincidence.

Or rather... fate.

"You are not an ordinary guardian spirit, are you?"

Fan Xiaoxian said suddenly, she recalled the scene just now, even if it is a demon seed, it is a mortal guardian spirit, how could it be able to kill many people as soon as it came, many top-rank guardian spirits may not have such strength when they first arrived.

"kindness."

Fan Heng responded calmly.

The mortal guardian spirit of tens of billions of years ago is indeed no ordinary guardian spirit.

"But you are not an ordinary person. You are not afraid of so many people dying?"

Fan Heng suddenly said that he used to be the king of killers, killing people was as normal as eating and drinking for him, this girl is not very old.

But this girl was as calm as a lake of autumn water, not even a ripple, even though this is a vast world where countless strong men fight, but Fan Xiaoxian is a little too calm.

"If your memory is like a cloud of fog, which can never be heard. If your body is naturally weak, and you worry about whether you can wake up every day, then you won't care too much about these things."

Hearing Fan Xiaoxian's words, Fan Heng's heart trembled suddenly.

As her guardian spirit, her mood resonated instantly, it was an indescribable sadness.

It was lifeless, and there was no sorrow of life.

I don't know what kind of past I have to have to have such a trembling sadness.

At this moment, Fan Heng realized that the breath of life of this beautiful and picturesque girl in front of him seemed to be extremely weak, and it seemed that she might die at any moment.

This is a mysterious and mysterious perception, which seems to be realized in an instant.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Fan Heng suddenly asked subconsciously.

"No need, Uncle Yun once said that my physique is that of the ancient Nine Yins. Unless I can awaken an ancient guardian spirit, there is no hope."

Fan Xiaoxian naturally understands that this guardian spirit who seems to have no more than dozens of years of time at most, no matter how extraordinary it is, it is absolutely impossible to be an ancient guardian spirit. In terms of judging age, the awakener has absolute comfort. It cannot be faked.

Otherwise, Fan Heng would not be evaluated as a mortal guardian spirit.

"However, it's a good feeling to have a guardian spirit who can reveal his heart at any time."

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Fan Xiaoxian's pale and pretty face, the smile was charming and charming.

She already knew that Uncle Yun, the servant who was always by her side, was just a watcher, and no matter what she did, Uncle Yun would truthfully report it.

Even her short life was prepaid and arranged in advance.

To marry that ordinary boy who I hate from the bottom of my heart.

Fortunately, the boy was killed by her guardian spirit today, and it seemed that the big stone on his chest gradually cracked, and he felt extremely relaxed.

"Old, when is it?"

Fan Heng asked suddenly.

"At least tens of thousands of years."

"It may also take a hundred thousand years."

Fan Xiaoxian replied subconsciously.

"Oh, that's easy."

"I come from tens of billions of years ago."