Chương 1451: Grandpa Fan (1)

The White-Robed Holy Man paused.

He didn't expect this little girl to be so emotional.

He saw her crying so hard that her eyes were slightly red and her lips moved.

For some reason, this little girl looked…

It made his heart ache.

Wasn't his child also this cute back then?

"I still have some spiritual energy that has not dissipated. If you are afraid, bring me along." However, he could not accompany her for long.

His divine soul had been shattered, and there was no way to reassemble it.

Lu Youyou nodded carefully.

"My bone jades are already magic treasures. In the future, you will be able to hold on for a while longer in front of that demon."

"I'll attach it to my Dao-heart. You just have to carry it." The White-Robed Holy Man sighed.

He would just hold on for a while longer.

"Then how should I call you?" Lu Youyou asked.

"Call me Grandpa Fan." The White-Robed Holy Man smiled.