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When I opened my eyes, what I saw was not stars, nor the sun and the moon, but a city with gray sky and tall buildings.

He stood in that strange yet familiar room, looking at the strange yet familiar furnishings.

This is... his home?

The memory still stays at the moment when he and Yang Jian were included in the magic weapon, it was so clear that it didn't look like a dream at all, and he didn't believe it...it was a dream.

He casually picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at the time. It was 20:28, and the date was July 7. It was vaguely the days before and after his death. He couldn't remember clearly.

There seems to be a deceptive voice playing in his ears: If time goes back, if life is revived, would you still be willing to stay in that grotesque world?

"It doesn't really matter which world you're in."

Luo Fan chuckled and put down the phone, the space began to shatter little by little from his hand, and finally shattered like glass.

What appeared in front of my eyes was a long and narrow alley, the sky was gloomy and it was raining, and the rain fell on the bluestone floor, splashing small splashes.

He stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at the passers-by in the rain. It was very different from the modern room a second ago. At this moment, he was obviously in an unknown ancient time. Looking at the clothes and paper umbrellas of the passers-by, he should be enshrining the gods period after.

What's going on?phantom?or something else?

Luo Fan couldn't figure it out, but he was sure that this was definitely not another time travel, it must be the trick of that magic weapon!

Firmly holding on to this idea, a few minutes later, the world was broken just like before, replaced by a large piece of silver-white wall, which hurt his eyes unpreparedly, and looked at it after he got used to it. In the laboratory, there were still bright red blood stains on the operating table in the center.

He was thinking about where this is, when he suddenly heard a "bang bang bang" knocking on the door, he subconsciously walked over to open the door, and a rotten face suddenly jumped into his eyes, with dry and bluish skin and crooked mouth Going to the side, the white eyeballs are protruding, covered with a layer of red and white unknown liquid, which is dripping to the ground. In a word, it is as disgusting as it is disgusting.

The visual impact was too great, Luo Fan slammed the door shut with a "slap", and shut the thing outside, trying to calm down his heartbeat, an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, and there was a faint embarrassment, Nima Is that a zombie?Resident Evil ah there is no wood!It should be the legend of ghosts next, right? !

Just as he was complaining, the world collapsed again, and Moyton's face came closer.

……

Luo Fan didn't know what to say anymore. He calmly pushed Moyton's face away, thinking about Harry Potter's soft, soft and easy-to-pinch face—he strongly needed to be healed !

The next moment, Moyton was broken, and a certain blue-eyed kitten stood on the platform and looked over from a distance.

Never thought that thousands of worlds, how many changes, all contained in a small magic weapon.

Well, Luo Fan realized that this magic weapon is to let him do whatever he wants.

Having figured this out, Luo Fan resolutely closed his eyes and sketched Yang Jian's appearance in his heart. He opened his eyes full of apprehension and anticipation, and saw someone wearing the silver armor he knew so well, holding three The pointed two-edged halberd stands handsomely at the gate of a palace. It is worth mentioning that there is a towering sweet-scented osmanthus tree growing outside the palace, and on the plaque of the palace are written three large characters—Guanghan Palace.

Chang'e's beauty, Baisha fluttering, walked past the gate of the palace with the rabbit in her arms. When she saw Yang Jian standing there, she immediately became unhappy. Ignoring the handsome Yang Jian, he walked straight into the palace gate, closed the door with a "snap", and waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud. Only Yang Jian stood on the steps and stared at the tightly closed door Gongmen, the expression in his eyes was so gentle and watery, and then turned into deep heartache and helplessness, he punched the sweet-scented osmanthus tree beside him as if venting, and then only heard "click" With a sound, the tree broke...

Fuck, what's going on... what's going on? !

I must be thinking the wrong way!

Luo Fan resolutely closed his eyes and started again, thinking for a few minutes more than last time, trying his best to accurately portray Yang Jian's gentle and stern handsome face. When he opened his eyes with satisfaction, he saw Yang Jian sitting in a black single suit. By the lake, his expression was indescribably gentle, which was a familiar expression to him, and it seemed that he was right this time.

Luo Fan was overjoyed, and happily ran over to say hello, but saw a black dog pounced on him one step ahead, uttering a human voice: "Master, go quickly, Chen Xiang is chasing after you!"

Luo Fan slammed on the brakes and stood on the spot with his chin in his hand. He suddenly felt... the way to open it this time might not be right...

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a ten-year-old kid rushed over with a weapon and stood facing Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes did not change, and he called softly: "Chen Xiang."

Luo Fan suddenly felt sad, he was very familiar with Yang Jian's gentle expression and this soft tone - this is clearly the privilege of labor and capital!

Chen Xiang looked at Yang Jian fixedly, with a heartbroken expression on his face: "From now on, you will no longer be my uncle! I swear... to kill you!"

This, this, this...before, it was an attempted courtship, but now they even fell in love and killed each other...

Is my Yang Jian so hard-working? !

Luo Fan, who was stunned by the thunder, didn't dare to think about anything related to Yang Jian. After a while, the world shattered, and a black air overflowed from the gap of the fragments.

He has observed it for a long time before, and every time the space is broken, this black air will appear, and it will not evaporate and disperse, but it will swim along a certain trajectory like a line, as if it is alive.

Luo Fan didn't hesitate anymore, reached out his hand like a claw, grabbed the black air, and immediately heard a sharp and piercing scream from his subordinates, it was indeed alive.

He caught the black air in front of his eyes, summoned the Sanwei Zhenhuo with the other hand and slowly approached it, the black air did not dare to struggle any more, and stayed in Luo Fan's hands obediently, and would only endure when the flames got too close. I couldn't help shrinking into the shadows.

Seeing that the threat had an effect, Luo Fan felt happy in his heart, but there was a sinister smile on his face, and he deliberately controlled the Sanwei Zhenhuo to flicker on and off at his fingertips, causing the black energy in his heart to flicker as well. Up and down.

"Say, how do you get out of this damn place?!"

Hei Qi twisted and twisted, and remained silent.

Luo Fan also remained silent, and then resolutely controlled Sanwei Zhenhuo and leaned over, thinking: Are you still pretending to be deaf and dumb?I just heard you call!

Seeing Luo Fan's relentless attitude, the black air was frightened immediately, and wanted to answer the question honestly for safety, but... it really couldn't speak.

So it continued to twist and twist, indicating that it could not communicate.

How dare you speak hard!Luo Fan became angry, and the Sanwei Zhenhuo instantly ignited even more vigorously.

The black air suddenly screamed, and exploded with a bang. His palm hurt, and he quickly let go of his hand, and saw the scattered black air take the opportunity to gather again, like a slippery fish, it swam into the shadows in the blink of an eye, and disappeared. trace.

Want to escape?

Luo Fan sneered and looked at the strange scene in front of him, a clear river, a stone arch bridge on the river, green weeping willows beside the river, the drizzle, and an old man in a coir raincoat holding a bamboo raft and paddling under the bridge. What a quiet and fresh picture, just like his mood at the moment.

The scenery is so beautiful that it makes people addicted, but he clearly knows that it is fake.

A moment later, the space shattered as before, and the wisp of black air appeared in the field of vision again. Luo Fan didn't bother to ask any more, so he raised his hand and burned it with a shamisen real fire. The black air screamed and struggled, and finally turned into ashes.

The feeling of dizziness came suddenly, and he shook his head. Those grotesque pictures were no longer in front of his eyes. He found himself in the darkness, sat up and moved his fingers, and suddenly realized that his right hand was being held tightly by someone Holding it tightly, in the silence, the slow and long breath beside him can be clearly heard.

Heh, Luo Fan smiled lightly and shook that hand back, nephew, it can be regarded as... I found you...

After waiting for a long time, Yang Jian did not wake up. Did he also fall into those illusions like he did before?

Unlike Luo Fan's indifference to the memories of the past, he can treat them as a joke. He doesn't know, among the thousands of illusions, which one can just hit Yang Jian's heart?

Just as he was worrying, he suddenly felt warm behind him. Yang Jian hugged him tightly from behind. He couldn't see his expression in the dark, but could only feel the gentle breath falling on his ears, and whispered: "Master... "

There was a fragility in the voice that Luo Fan had never heard before, and he felt a little distressed when he heard it. He turned around and hugged Yang Jian, resting his chin on his shoulder, and patted him on the back reassuringly.

After being silent for a while, he noticed that Yang Jian's mood was gradually calming down, so he hesitated to ask: "What... what did you see?"

"..." Yang Jian paused for a moment, then suddenly said with a low smile, "Young master, do you really want to know?"

Luo Fan nodded, his chin slammed on Yang Jian's shoulder blades, and it hurt so badly that he almost bit his tongue. The pain made tears flow, and he began to rejoice that it was so dark that no one could see this embarrassing scene.

"I listened... but I can't regret it anymore."

Could it be that you want to tell secrets and talk about your heart?Recently, it seemed that he was possessed by a bosom sister, one or two came to talk to him, first it was the leader of Tongtian, and now it was Yang Jian's turn.

It doesn't matter whether you listen to the thoughts of Master Tongtian, but he has to listen carefully to Yang Jian's thoughts, so he honestly lay in Yang Jian's arms and listened with his ears up.

"Well, you said."

——In any case, since I chose to be by your side, how could I regret it?

"I saw it..." Yang Jian deliberately lowered his voice, and the deep voice was a little hoarse and ambiguous, "The little master whispered softly under me, crying and begging me to be soft... For a moment, I was distracted, even Knowing it's fake, I can't help but want to take a second look, "

Luo Fan's hands froze, and his head was covered with black lines.

Pushing away the person in his arms, he stood up and lifted Yang Jian's chin condescendingly, posing a standard pose of a street bully molesting a decent woman, grinning and saying: "Little boy, it's not certain who will beg for it then! "