Chapter 627: Counterfeit and False

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he did not speak again.

Bai Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Fan in the front row in a daze. She could only see a calm profile.

She originally thought that Yang Fan would give her a long speech like his father, but Yang Fan did not. He actually let her go.

While she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly found that she was not very happy. Instead, she felt like something was blocking her chest, and she felt like she had punched into cotton.

In silence, she unconsciously thought about what Yang Fan said.

"What kind of person did I want to be in the past, and what kind of person am I now..." Bai Xiaoyu murmured in her heart. The more she thought about this question, the more confused her face became.

Just when she was about to give up thinking about this sentence, she suddenly froze.

Because in her mind, a picture that had been forgotten in the corner of her memory suddenly jumped out.

In her memory, she was only less than her father's knees, and she announced in a baby voice: "Father, I will definitely replace you and become the patron saint of the White Dragon Clan in the future!"

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The father in my memory laughed heartily at that time, said yes repeatedly, and looked at her with eager expectations.

Bai Xiaoyu was shocked and her eyes were absent-minded.

It turned out that she had such a dream.

"But, what am I now..."

"Father probably has no expectations of me, so he will push me out without hesitation as a tool to please others..."

"I, Bai Xiaoyu, have only this value..."

For a period of time, Bai Xiaoyu became silent and depressed, but not long after, she completely forgot about it, and returned to her true colors, looking at the scenery outside the window leisurely.

Although Yang Fan did not look at her, he was very clear about her various thoughts and could not help but be speechless.

At nightfall, the maglev stopped more than 20 kilometers away from Dianlong Mountain.

It's not that they don't want to get closer, but they can't get closer.

As the panic caused by the night ghost incident continued to escalate, more and more people regarded Dianlong Sect as a place where they could shelter themselves and came from afar, which directly made the area near Dianlong Mountain crowded with people.

Even if Dianlong Sect closed the mountain and closed the sect, even if they just gathered around Dianlong Mountain, it seemed that these people could find some sense of security.

At this time of nightfall, lights were lit in countless tents, and from a distance they looked like countless fireflies, lingering around Dianlong Mountain.

People gathered in groups of three or five, and there were many vendors selling various goods passing by. It was a lively and peaceful scene. People didn't feel that these people were taking refuge at all, but seemed to be camping for vacation.

After getting off the maglev, Jian Xinyi and others looked at the scene in front of them and felt shocked and absurd.

"Why are these people gathering here?" Bai Xiaoyu said in confusion.

At this time, she became very lively again.

Jian Xinyi explained in a low voice.

Bai Xiaoyu's eyes widened quickly and he said, "Are these people stupid? There are at least 200,000 people here. Even if Dianlong Sect opens the mountain gate, it can't accommodate so many people?"

Huo Yang's eyes were a little sharp. After a glance, he said, "I wonder if there are any 'ghosts' here? For 'ghosts', these people are ready-made food."

Jian Xinyi's scalp tingled when she thought of the possible situation, and she immediately looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, "You know what, there are really three hidden."