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Is there really such a similar person in this world?

Luo Fan didn't believe it.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" The copycat Bodhisattva smiled, and said with deep meaning: "I am you, but you are not me."

Luo Fan ignored his plausible words and looked up at him expressionlessly.

——This body shape should belong to him alone, appearance, temperament, even eyes...all of them!

The eyes darkened instantly, the sense of stagnation and emptiness in the body faded away like a tide, the familiar spiritual power surged in the body, the hand pinched the spirit art, the dark clouds covered the sun, and countless thunders fell from the nine heavens with an invincible posture In an instant, the world paled——

The golden light was covered by the thunder, and then, it was scattered little by little, and the floating peach blossoms were crushed into mud, and the whole Notre Dame Temple was left with broken walls.

Luo Fan stood there quietly, feeling the long-lost spiritual power. In front of him, the figure that was exactly like him had disappeared, and a small bundle of black hair tied with a red string remained on the ground.

"Hair?" Luo Fan had an intuition that this bunch of black hair should be cut from his own head, otherwise how could the transformed character be so realistic.

He bent down to pick it up, but a slender hand suddenly appeared in front of him, one step faster than him.

In the field of vision, the dark hair, the scarlet rope, and the white fingers are just simple colors, but the fleeting image is more moving than the colorful falling flowers just now.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Luo Fan grabbed the hand that was withdrawing, and was very pleasantly surprised: "Nephew!"

Yang Jian naturally held him back, stretched out his other hand and raised the lock of hair to Luo Fan's eyes, and laughed jokingly, "It's all torn to pieces, should you relieve your anger now?"

Luo Fan's ear tips were reddish, and he was a little embarrassed. He really lost control just now, it's only because this series of things hit him too hard, he even doubted whether he was wearing it again.

"I just saw Yang Chan...and her son." Reunited with Yang Jian, Luo Fan's mood of depression, madness and bewilderment finally calmed down, and he asked the most concerned thing, " What's going on, how long have I been missing?"

"If you only count the time you were missing, it's 2 days." Yang Jian looked sideways at Luo Fan and chuckled, "If you count the time you left me, it's been a long time... I can't count it."

"What do you mean?" Luo Fan felt that his throat was a little dry, just like his mood when he saw Yang Jian's smile at the moment, dry and distressed.

"It's nothing, you were in a coma for a long time, and then yesterday morning, I found that your body was gone." Yang Jian didn't seem to want to say more, so he said it lightly.

Meaning, he has been in a coma for who knows how long?He didn't feel it at all!

In Luo Fan's memory, it was as if it just happened a few days ago.No wonder Yang Chan has such a big son, no wonder there is a counterfeit in this world, most likely Yang Jian made it up to conceal the news of his accident.

"I don't know..." Luo Fan glanced at Yang Jian apologetically. He actually left Yang Jian alone without knowing it. A little bit of annoyance flashed in his eyes, "I should have been more careful then."

These days he always thought so, if he had been more careful and guarded against Yang Chan, maybe he would not have fallen into her way.

"It's the same no matter how careful you are." Yang Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Heavenly Dao is something you can't guard against."

"Huh? The way of heaven?" Luo Fan felt that the matter was beyond his comprehension, wasn't it Yang Chan?

"You suddenly passed out that day, and I found that... the way of heaven is a little out of control..."

"It's been so many years, does Tiandao still miss me?" Luo Fan was very surprised, "I remember you are in charge of Tiantiao, and the master told me that it was the idea of ​​the leader of Tongtian. Those, the essence of Tiantiao is the written version of the way of heaven, and it is the foundation of the operation of all things."

In short: Isn't that thing under your control? !

"How can the way of heaven be controlled by human beings?" Yang Jian said lightly: "I tried many times, but I still can only slightly affect it to a certain extent, making it ignore your existence. I don't know what happened that day, the way of heaven A little out of control... Although I quickly suppressed it, you still fell into a deep sleep."

Luo Fan thought of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the master fell into a coma suddenly at the beginning. Because of Yang Jian, he can now enjoy this kind of treatment. There was a strange sense of comfort.

"So it's like this." Luo Fan said in a puzzled way, "I thought it was Yang Chan... At that time, I vaguely saw the wick of the lotus lamp flickering."

"Third sister?" Yang Jian twitched his brows, and said firmly, "It can't be her doing it."

Luo Fan wrinkled his nose, "You just protect her!" His tone was rather uncomfortable.

"I didn't protect her." Yang Jian laughed, and squeezed Luo Fan's angry cheeks, "You have to know, she doesn't dare to touch you, and she doesn't have the ability."

Indeed, even though Yang Chan was present at the time, Yang Jian never doubted her, not because she was his sister, but because he knew in his heart that with Yang Chan's little magic power, there would be no such big commotion, and it was a coincidence that Tiandao, who had been peaceful for a long time, suddenly became unstable at that time, and he had a criminal record, so his attention naturally fell on Tiandao.

However, why is the way of heaven suddenly unstable?I always feel like I missed something very important.

"I also know that she doesn't have this ability." Luo Fan tugged at his hair, "But I really saw the Baolian Lantern glowing, not dazzling, it is a very soft light, similar to a night pearl, flashing and disappearing. Shi, didn't you see?"

"No." Yang Jian shook his head. At that time, he was only worried about Luo Fan, so he didn't care about paying attention to whether the lotus lamp was shining or not. Now that Luo Fan said this, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with deep thought, "Then There is a problem with the lamp!"

"I also think that no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is still a dead thing, so..." He didn't doubt that Yang Chan's head was unreasonable, it was her magic weapon!

"Perhaps we should show that lamp." Yang Jian said thoughtfully, casually playing with Luo Fan's black hair in his hands, twirling the lustrous black hair with his fingertips.

Luo Fan found that the bundle of scorched and messy hair had been restored intact in Yang Jian's hands. Yang Jian untied the tattered red string, took out a brand new red string from his sleeve, tied it carefully, and put it in his arms.

Seeing this move, Luo Fan felt a little bit sour and tangled: "I'm standing in front of you, why do you still care about that thing?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "In case you disappear again someday, I'll keep it in mind."

Luo Fan's eyelids twitched, "What nonsense!" Cursed labor, right?

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, his eyes were soft, and he looked at him quietly, as if he could just look at him forever, making Luo Fan's chest slightly hot and his heart beating.

He clasped his fingers tightly with Yang Jian with one hand, and put the other hand on Yang Jian's waist inadvertently. The two were already very close, their bodies leaned forward slightly, and their foreheads were stuck together. Let the surrounding air gradually heat up.

Yang Jian saw Luo Fan's eyes, the brilliance in the black eyes was close at hand, and he looked at him intently and obsessively, a little joyful and a little emotional.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, his hands restlessly climbed up his back, and slowly moved to the back of Luo Fan's neck, his fingertips whirled lightly, faintly carrying some ambiguous hint.

Luo Fan's eyes narrowed, and the hands around Yang Jian's waist tightened. In an instant, his lips were warm, and his lips rubbed against each other. Luo Fan opened his mouth and gnawed dissatisfiedly. The teeth are intertwined, the breathing is also intertwined, and even the heartbeats of each other gradually overlap, as if the whole person is integrated with each other.

The two stood on the ruins of the Notre Dame Temple and kissed fiercely. There was no sun in the illusion, only a cloudless blue sky. The bright but not glaring light stretched the two entangled figures very long.

Luo Fan put all his weight on Yang Jian's body, and was about to throw Yang Jian down magnificently with his hands, when he suddenly remembered the uneven ground under his feet, full of bricks, broken stones, dry branches and rotten leaves, conditioned reflex, toes With a spin, he hugged Yang Jian abruptly and turned over, changing the positions of the two of them.

A series of complicated movements were finally completed perfectly one second before the two of them fell to the ground, and then Luo Fan calmly prepared to use spiritual power to protect his body but found that his body was empty at last. Why is it swollen again? !

Damn, this fall must not cause a concussion, the reputation of the whole life will be ruined in one fell swoop!

However, the expected pain did not appear. Luo Fan touched the ground under his body. It was smooth and smooth without any bumps, and it was soft and elastic, just like the clouds under his feet when he was riding a cloud. , My mind couldn't turn around for a moment.

"Heh..." Yang Jian buried his head in his neck, and laughed out loud, "Master, could it be that I forgot that this place is just an illusion woven by me?"

Luo Fan's head was full of black lines. He absolutely refused to admit that it was because he became lustful and became a wolf for a while and then forgot everything. It must be because Yang Jian's expression at that time was so attractive!

Luo Fan poked the soft ground, he was lying on the ground, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the bright sky turned into cracks like shattered glass at some point, densely packed, "The illusion is about to collapse" gone."

"En." Yang Jian responded, without looking up, he just lowered his eyes and kissed Luo Fan's lips, then leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'll come to you soon."

Luo Fan nodded, "Okay."

Before the voice fell, the entire space suddenly shattered into pieces, and those pieces gradually disappeared in the darkness.

With dazzling light coming in, Luo Fan closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he found that he was still in the dilapidated and dilapidated Notre Dame Temple. There were no peach blossoms, no ruins, and no Yang Jian. He still maintained the posture before entering the illusion. , standing firmly at the door, one foot has already stepped halfway.

At that time, he didn't know that it was Yang Jian who came, so he hurriedly wanted to run away, but luckily he didn't have time to run.

"Are you okay, why did you suddenly stop still?" The wretched man stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Luo Fan, "One foot is still lifted in the air, aren't you tired, is there something wrong with your brain?"

You are the only one out of your mind!

Luo Fan ignored him, walked back down the mountain as if nothing had happened.

He doesn't want to care about what will happen to this wretched man anymore, he just wants to go down the mountain quickly, find an inn to have a good meal, then wash and sleep, and wait for Yang Jian to come to him with peace of mind, uh...help him pay the bill by the way.