Chapter 48 Come to my room and talk in detail!

Even after thousands of years, Nangong Yan recognized Qin Changsheng at a glance.

Although he and she had never been in love, she knew that she could not deceive herself. But at that time, he was her sister's most beloved person, how could she snatch him away!

Even so, his figure is still firmly in my heart, occupying it for thousands of years.

Her voice trembled as if she was talking in a dream:

"Ye Fan, are you still alive?"

Ye Fan, another strange name.

But this time, no one in the Qin family reacted.

I'm used to it!

Obviously, it is another trumpet of the ancestor.

"Well, I'm lucky to be alive. Yan'er, have you been doing well these years?"

Qin Changsheng looked at the old friend in front of him and felt deeply moved.

The world of cultivation is so cruel that in the blink of an eye, everything may change and the beloved may no longer be there.

"How are you doing..."

"hehe……"

Nangong Yan laughed at himself, and when he thought about the days he had spent alone over the years, he felt inexplicably depressed.

The man is still here, but my sister is gone!

She really wanted to ask, if he was still alive, why did he hide from them for so many years, and why did he leave without saying goodbye?

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say anything.

I am not related to him, so what right do I have to question him?

Moreover, this man, apart from leaving without saying goodbye, did not seem to have done anything wrong to them. Instead, he gave them a lot, including money and resources for their spiritual practice.

More importantly, it gave them a ray of sunshine and hope.

But, to whom can I tell about the loneliness that my sister and I have experienced over the years?

Before his sister died, she was still in his arms, chanting his name and blaming him for not trying hard enough and not finding any information about him.

But from Ruo's perspective, this man probably kept his identity secret and had already started a family with many children.

Nangong Yan felt bitter in his heart, and smiled sadly again, not knowing whether it was for his sister or for himself.

Thinking of this, a nameless anger rose from the bottom of her heart. Her eyes suddenly became cold and fierce. She drew her long sword from its sheath and placed it against Qin Changsheng's neck.

"My sister was obsessed with you all day long, thinking about you day and night. Before she died, she was still saying your name. Tell me! Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Why did you keep hiding from us?"

The tone gradually turned into a roar.

Damn, here we go again!

Qin Zhen and others stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

It feels so damn familiar.

Isn’t this the scene between Su Murou and the ancestor a few days ago? It’s like a replay of yesterday, exactly the same.

But this time they didn't say anything, they just stood there blankly, like a crowd of spectators.

Because in their perception, Nangong Yan did not have murderous intent, but rather looked like a jealous young lady.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

for a long time.

Qin Changsheng then slowly explained:

"I'm sorry. I was wrong back then and let Qin'er down. My real name is Qin Changsheng. Back then, I was too self-deprecating and felt that I wasn't worthy of Qin'er."

"Also, you misunderstood. I haven't been married in all these years, and I have no children. What you see are my younger brother and his descendants."

He avoided the main point and said that being unmarried and being single are two different things.

Hearing this, Nangong Yan's heart was shaken. He raised his head and asked in disbelief: