The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

Chapter 2 Is this the coercion of the ancestors?
Ning Fan lowered his eyes, hearing the uncontrollable crying of everyone outside the door, and hundreds of years of memories flooded his mind.

Didn't she officially abdicate at the sacrificial ceremony, and then went back to her room and couldn't sleep?
Who is so bold to wake her up!

After she was selected as the first generation goddess, she shouldered the important task of guarding the dynasty, but as time went by, watching her family members leave her one by one, and more and more people coveted her position, she was a little tired, so she trained the next generation God Priestess, I want to wait until the right time to abdicate and rest.

Whenever the Ning family wanted to rest, something would happen to the Ning family. They had no choice but to grow the Ning family a little bit. When the foundation of the Ning family gradually stabilized and she was no longer needed, hundreds of years had passed.

Ning Fan looked around and found that something was wrong, this was not her room at all, it looked like someone's ancestral hall.

Where is she?
The assistant director and staff didn't understand the structure of the Ning family, and Ning Yizhou and Mr. Ning were too fast. When they caught up, a gust of wind blew past and dark clouds covered the entire sky.

At the moment when the signal of the live broadcast equipment disappeared, a scene in the ancestral hall was captured.

The wind blows the girl's red skirt, and her waist-length black hair dances wildly in the darkness as if it has life.

[Fuck!who is this !Although there is only a side face, but with this outline and eyes, the front face is definitely the best beauty! 】

[Help, she glanced this way just now, I almost knelt down! !What coercion is this! 】

[I want to know about this sister in 3 minutes! !Beautiful! 】

[To appear in Ning's house, it should be Ning Yizhou's girlfriend, right?Has a girlfriend still harassing Ningning?disgusting! 】

Just as the audience was discussing hotly in the bullet screen, the live broadcast room suddenly went dark, and the signal was completely lost.

The assistant director couldn't recover for a long time after seeing the scene in front of him.

He has seen too many filmings of ancient dramas. Even the best actors are still playing roles, but they cannot become history.

And the girl in front of her seems to have crossed time and space, with a faint streamer lingering around her, mysterious and heavy with a sense of history, as if she walked out from hundreds of years ago.

There was muffled thunder in the sky, and a bolt of lightning penetrated the roof of the wooden house without warning.

As if he had consciousness, he went straight to Ning Fan.

The speed of the lightning strikes was so fast that people couldn't react at all.

Ning Fan raised his eyelids and looked up at the sky, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

The menacing lightning suddenly stopped, moved slightly, and retreated a little.

Just as he was about to escape, Ning Fan raised his hand and pinched it, tightening his five fingers casually, and the lightning shattered into powder and disappeared in mid-air.

A few more muffled thunders sounded, as if he was not convinced, but no lightning dared to come down again.

Things happened too fast, and before everyone could react, the sky had already returned to normal.

Ning Fan dusted his palms, and glanced at the people who were staring at her blankly. There was no familiar face, and no one answered her question.

Not only that, but the black boxes in the hands of those people in the distance made her very uncomfortable, as if many people were watching her.

She frowned slightly, "Who is so rude?"

Her voice still had a low hoarse voice that had just woken up, but the coercion that flowed out naturally made people's heart tremble.

Just as the assistant director wanted the staff to point the camera at Ning Fan, he saw Ning Fan raised his eyes and looked over. His indifferent eyes were like black jade, like a vast and deep universe.

The staff seemed to be choking, their fingers were numb, and the camera fell from their hands and fell to the ground.

Only then did Mr. Ning notice that these people had followed to the backyard, his face changed, and he waved to the distance.

The assistant director and staff were invited out by Ning's security guards without waiting for a response.

The ancestral hall became quiet again, and Mr. Ning knelt down without the slightest hesitation.

"Old Ancestor, you finally woke up."

Ning Fan looked down at the old man kneeling in front of him, his whole body glowed with golden light, and his merits were profound.

There was a trace of relief in her eyes, "Mr. Ning Qian, the current head of the Ning family, you have taken care of the Ning family very well."

Mr. Ning raised his head abruptly, his voice trembling slightly, "I dare not, it is because of your protection that the Ning family has developed to this point."

Ning Fan smiled lightly and did not refute.

She twirled her fingertips lightly, and the tingling feeling of lightning still remained on them.

It's been hundreds of years since she slept in a single sleep, no wonder the spiritual power here is extremely thin, and she didn't feel a trace of her familiar aura.

It's just that she just woke up, and Tiandao couldn't wait to send down lightning to threaten her.

Is it because she appeared when she shouldn't exist...

But why wake up at this time?
At this moment, the others also reacted, and they all knelt down, leaving only Ning Yizhou standing still.

Mr. Ning subconsciously picked up the wooden stick at the side, and only then remembered that Ning Fan was still there, so he could only shout in a low voice, "Don't kneel down yet!"

Ning Yizhou was full of dissatisfaction, as if he didn't hear it, he still stood still.

Kneeling in front of the portrait is just kneeling, but facing such a girl who looks younger than him, I really can't kneel down.

And now it's the 21st century, anyone who is fine will kneel down.

He will never kneel!

Only then did Ning Fan notice him. Is this the heir of the Ning family?

How could it be such a waste? !
He looks like a young man, his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to his brother's, but he is a little less calm.

And without the slightest martial arts in his body, he is like a child who has no strength to restrain a chicken.

She frowned slightly: "Are you really the heir of the Ning family?"

Ning Yizhou froze for a moment before realizing that he was talking to himself, "Yes, my name is Ning Yizhou."

His impolite answer made Mr. Ning so angry that his veins bulged. If Ning Fan hadn't been present, there would have been another grand-grandfather war.

Ning Fan didn't care about his attitude, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes, showing no expression.

"Not convinced?"

Before he could answer, Ning Fan curled his lips into a smile, and his cold face suddenly became lively.

This temper is a bit like the Ning family.

Ning Yizhou froze on the spot, forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.

There was no smile in those eyes that were as cold as mountain springs, as if one could see through his soul with a single glance.

His heart was numb, his legs went limp, and he knelt down straight.

The sound of knees colliding with the floor echoed throughout the villa.

Ning Yizhou froze in place, wanted to get up but couldn't move, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, is this the coercion of the ancestor?
Ning Fan didn't have any surprises. He bent his eyes and touched the top of Ning Yizhou's head with a smile.

"Well, that's nice."

Ning Yizhou: ...how about petting the dog?

When his body could move freely, Ning Yizhou got up abruptly and walked out, fearing that if he stayed for a while, he would no longer be able to control himself and just bow three times and nine times.

Ning Fan looked at Ning Yizhou's leaving back, tightened his palms, and suddenly became serious.

Why is the luck of the descendants of the Ning family so thin?
(End of this chapter)