Chapter 1133 Is it okay if I hide in your room?

The car drove out of Luzhou Airport and drove towards Cangshi.

Lin Fan looked out the window eagerly, while Xingye's expression was narrow, and his usually cold face looked a little uneasy. Fortunately, the black gauze covered his face, so he couldn't see it.

The carriage was quiet for a long time, and Xingye finally couldn't help but speak,

"Lin Fan," Xingye said in a nervous voice, a little shy and a little expectant: "Why did you take me to your house?"

"Ah?" Lin Fan was stunned, "Don't everyone else have something to do? Bai Qi, Shihuang, and Meng Tian went to get the underground furnace, and Elder Zhang taught the medical disciples... Among all the gods in Daxia, we are the only two capabilities are not suitable for construction.”

Xingye didn't come back to his senses for a while, and then his eyes dimmed slightly: "That's it?"

Lin Fan thought for a while, scratched his head and said, "It's not just that."

Xingye's eyes became expectant again, but she heard Lin Fan say: "I thought about it, you were in the Xingluo Sect when you were a child, and you may not have experienced what ordinary life is like. So I brought you to experience it."

Xingye sighed, inexplicably helpless.

As the vehicle drove quickly, Lin Fan could vaguely see Cangshi.

There have been great changes. Today's Cangshi seems to be more prosperous. Construction is underway on both sides of the road. Roaring Barriers have been built outside the city. Tall walls surround the entire city, leaving only the entrances and exits.

Lin Fan showed his ID. The soldier in charge of the entry and exit registration was slightly startled. He looked at the young man in casual clothes in the car in astonishment: "Commander in chief? Why are you here? Is there a mission here? Is it a mysterious resurgence?"

"No, I'm going home." Lin Fan said.

"Go home...your home is in Cangshi. I'm still your fellow villager!" The soldier smiled excitedly and nodded quickly when he saw Lin Fan making a gesture: "Don't worry, keep a low profile, I understand!"

"Commander-in-Chief, please come in!"

The soldier waved his hand and the jeep drove into Cangshi.

Cangshi behind the Roaring Barrier is more prosperous than a year ago, with many factories built on the periphery, seemingly producing clothing, baby warmers and other supplies for the cold winter.

But when he arrived near his home, Lin Fan still felt very familiar.

After all, this is where I grew up.

"Turn left ahead." Lin Fan guided the driver into the community.

The community security guard was about to ask, but his eyes widened when he saw Lin Fan, and then he laughed: "Boy Lin... ah no, we have to call the commander in chief now! Are you home?"

"Hello uncle, I'll go home and have a look."

"Hahaha, you have brought glory to your parents!" The security guard said with respect, "I tell others that Lin Fan is from our community, but they don't believe it!"

"I still remember last year, when you were preparing for the college entrance examination...and suddenly you became the commander-in-chief!"

The security guard said a few words, and seemed to be afraid of wasting Lin Fan's time. He quickly raised his pole and waved: "Go quickly, I haven't been back for a long time. Your parents probably miss you."

The jeep drove into the community.

The security uncle looked at the jeep gradually leaving with envy on his face, and quickly took out his mobile phone: "Hey, Lao Zhang, do you know that the commander-in-chief is back? Well, it's Lin Fan I told you. If you still don't believe it, yes, that's right. he……"

Before he even entered the house, news of Lin Fan's return had spread quickly.

It's just that Lin Fan's popularity is too great.

The supreme commander-in-chief of Daxia!

Although Lin Fan usually pays attention to keeping a low profile, his strength really does not allow it.

Nowadays, everyone in Daxia doesn’t know that it was this supreme commander who emerged from nowhere and led Daxia to defeat the Ocean Temple!

The construction of the Great Wall of Steel and the conscription of 50 million soldiers were all done by his own hands.

He led fifty million warriors in a decisive battle on the Great Wall, led the gods of Great Xia to fight against the gods, and killed Poseidon.

The ocean has not submerged half an inch of Daxia's land, and it has not allowed the gods to step into Daxia!

And now, the underground furnace, the roaring barrier, and the Great Wall of the North were also made by him.

But because of this, many people seem to have ignored that the supreme commander who was born was less than twenty years old. He was just a young man who should have grown up with his parents. He would also miss home, and I will be reluctant to leave my parents.

Lin Fan got off the car at the door of the unit.

"Commander-in-Chief, I'm leaving now. I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning." The driver greeted, smiled and drove away, fearing that he would delay the Commander-in-Chief in taking his wife home.

Lin Fan waved his hand helplessly, led Xingye into the elevator, and finally stopped in front of the door of 801.

A familiar feeling came to my face. Outside the door, there was Mazar, where my mother changed her shoes, and the shoe cabinet that my father made by hand. It seemed that nothing had changed. It seemed that when I opened the door, I could see my father reading at the desk. Cooking.

The only thing that seems to have changed is myself.

Yes.

The last time I stood at this door, I was still a high school student who was preparing for the college entrance examination and just wanted to have a good future, find a good job and live a good life.

Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.

Lin Fan's eyes were inexplicably sore. During this year, he had fought with the gods again and again, wandering between life and death, and now he finally stood at the door of his home.

This was two lives of ups and downs, especially in the last life, when Lin Fan witnessed the collapse of a high-rise building and the tragic death of his parents by sea beasts.

And now.

Standing in front of his house, Lin Fan didn't dare to knock on the door for a while.

"What's wrong?" Xingye noticed something was wrong with Lin Fan and frowned.

"It's okay, I, I was just afraid that this was a dream, and I was afraid that I would wake up from the dream." Lin Fan touched the door in a low voice, "I didn't expect that I could come back and stand here."

Fear of being close to home.

"The Commander-in-Chief is also afraid." Xingye seemed to know why Lin Fan asked him to accompany him, and whispered: "Knock on the door, you have already gone home, you can't just stand outside."

Lin Fan was silent for a moment, raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly put it down again.

Xingye asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"I haven't been back for so long... What should I say to my parents first? Say sorry first? I haven't been back for so long... And when we were building the Great Steel Wall, it was actually not far from home, but I never came back. , will my parents be angry with me because of this?" Lin Fan was a little nervous, as if the door was thicker than the door of the temple.

"I never saw you so nervous when I went to kill the gods." Xingye sighed, and quietly held Lin Fan's trembling hand: "Knock on the door, I will accompany you."

Lin Fan inexplicably calmed down, nodded, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

"Come on, come on." There was movement in the room immediately, and there seemed to be some complaints: "Who is coming during dinner?"

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and Father Lin, who was holding tea and water, poked his head out. He was slightly startled when he saw Lin Fan.

There is no imaginary blame, nor imaginary shouting and joy.

Father Lin smiled, just like Lin Fan used to do when he came back from school every day, and said with a smile: "Back?"

"Yes." Lin Fan no longer felt any uneasiness, just like when he came back from school every day: "I'm back."

"Just come back. You're hungry. Your mother went to buy groceries." Lin's father nodded, stepped aside, and let Lin Fan enter the house.

I didn't blame him for not going home for so long, and he didn't ask about what kind of life and death he had experienced outside. He was just worried about whether the child was hungry.

Everything is exactly as it was then, as if nothing has changed.

It seemed that nothing had changed, Lin Fan was still the child protected by his parents.

Lin Fan walked into the house and sat on the sofa just like a year ago. All the worries and anxiety before entering the door disappeared. At this time, he was like a child who had just come home from school and just wanted to relax his tired body.

Father Lin also held the teacup and returned to the study to read. From time to time, he walked to the study door with the book in hand and looked at his children quietly. Apparently, Father Lin actually missed Lin Fan a lot.

Lin Fan looked at everything familiar in the living room and sighed again.

It's nice to be home.

Nothing in the previous life happened.

His return has changed the trajectory of his previous life!

This is also the reason why Lin Fan faces the gods directly without fear of life or death.

Because behind him are his parents and a home he wants to protect!

And now...

"Wait, where is Xingye?" Lin Fan was sighing when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around and took a look, only to see that Xingye who came in with him was gone!

Lin Fan instantly became nervous. This scene was really too weird.

Such a big man disappeared in an instant!

"Could it be...a sneak attack from the gods?"

Four words instantly appeared in Lin Fan's mind, but the question was, how could there be a god in Daxia, and Xingye was the god of high-level assassins, who could steal her away quietly?

"I'm here."

In the shadow beside the sofa, a blur of ink trembled slightly, as if it were an ink mark melting into the shadow, not noticeable.

No wonder Father Lin was so calm... He didn't see Xingye at all.

"Ahem..." Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, coughed, and lowered his voice: "Why are you still using the technique?"

Obviously, when Father Lin opened the door, Xingye had already used the Mo Yin technique.

And with the strength of Xingye, the God of High Assassins, it is normal for Lin's father not to be able to detect it. Even with Xingye's methods, even Lin Fan, who has insight into the soul, cannot detect it.

"I, I'm nervous. It's my first time to go to someone else's house to meet someone else's parents."

Lin Fan looked helpless: "Then you plan to hide it like this forever?"

"Well..." Xingye whispered: "It's not a problem to keep using the exercises. Wherever your room goes, I'll go hide in your room."

"Okay, that's the room." Lin Fan pointed helplessly at the door of his room. A breeze passed by, and the door opened and closed quietly, as if a figure flashed past.

Lin Fan was a little amused, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something. He quickly picked up his phone and sent a message to Xingye: "Don't open my computer, don't look at my browsing history."

Xingye replied: "Why?"

Lin Fan: "Please, just don't look at it."

"Oh." Xingye replied, "Don't worry, I'm hiding under your quilt now

"Won't."

Xingye breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Then I'm relieved. As long as I don't make any noise, your parents won't notice that I'm in the room."

Lin Fan: "..."

suddenly.

"Why are you laughing here alone?" Father Lin walked out of the study with a book in his hands and said with a curious smile: "There is no one else at home, why are you laughing by yourself?"

Lin Fan looked like he was about to speak but hesitated: "Dad, are you sure there is no one else at home?"

"Ah? Your mother is back?" Father Lin looked at the empty kitchen.

Lin Fan quickly denied: "It's okay, I just remembered some happy things."