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It was already late at night when Luo Fan woke up.

The stars are like brocades, hanging in the sky, twinkling, almost dazzled his eyes.

Not everyone has such rough nerves as Luo Fan. When he opened his eyes and found himself lying disheveled in the wilderness, the first thing he thought was neither "I was thrown into the wilderness" or "Could it be that I was raped by a thief?" I was raped", not "Where is this place, why am I here" but: Fuck, could it be that last night, a firewood was burning, and I couldn't help myself, so I accidentally fought a field battle with Yang Jian?

I sat up and straightened my clothes, only the jacket was messed up, the underwear was still tightly worn, and the little chrysanthemum was also in good condition. Well, it seems that nothing major happened.

After walking around and confirming that this is his old nest, South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest, Luo Fan belatedly remembered what happened before he lost consciousness. Someone rushed over at the last moment. Although he didn't see the face, he could feel that it was Yang Jian, could only be Yang Jian.

But...he actually left? !

Luo Fan searched the surroundings, but there was no trace of Yang Jian's breath left, obviously he had been away for a long time, and thinking of the location and state when he woke up, he probably left him immediately after leaving him here, and left in a hurry.

He subconsciously touched his intact right arm, a little surprised. He thought that this hand must be invincible, and he didn't know what method Yang Jian used. Thinking of this, he was surprised and suddenly felt a surge of uneasiness. The sourness of words.

Sighing, Luo Fan was going to go home first, and then ask the leader of Tongtian what he should do in this situation. I also know that Tiandao has made a comeback again, although the way of coming this time is a bit unorthodox , but it is even more unprepared.

He walked to the edge of the purple bamboo grove, only to find that the huge bamboo grove was surrounded by barriers. As soon as his hand touched it, a red light curtain appeared, making it impossible to take a step.

Flying up on the cloud, he tentatively touched it with his hand, and at a distance of two or three meters from the top of the bamboo forest, he could no longer fly higher. The red light curtain trapped him in it like a net.

"What's going on?" Luo Fan murmured, stretched out his finger and poked the barrier again, his pupils suddenly constricted.

It was only at this time that he saw clearly that there was a large red light curtain, and it was clearly a large area of ​​densely packed vermilion characters!

Just like what he saw around the hall where Yuanshi Tianzun slept, it was more subtle and dense, and more complex and huge, suspended in mid-air, covering the entire bamboo forest.

"Wake up and get down, no matter how long you watch there, you won't be able to fly out." The tone was non-painful, and the posture was calm.

Luo Fan looked down, and there was a shadowy figure standing outside the bamboo forest. It turned out to be the real Yuding who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Why is senior brother Yuding here?" Luo Fan fell into the clouds and grinned, "Senior brother came from a long way away, and he should have entertained you well. What a coincidence, he was stopped by such a thing, senior brother, forgive me." As he said, he He also poked the barrier between him and Master Yuding with his hand, with a regretful expression on his face.

"This...a small problem."

After finishing speaking, Master Yuding waved his whisk, Luo Fan looked at his movement expectantly, waiting for this man to break the barrier, shook his head and smiled in his heart: Brother, you are still too naive.

But Shi Shiran, the master of Yuding, flicked the unnecessary dust on the whisk, and then walked indifferently... just crossed the barrier and walked in without any hindrance...

The corner of Luo Fan's mouth twitched, and the smile froze on his lips.

Master Yuding stroked his beard with a smile, and said inscrutablely: "Junior brother, you are still too naive."

I'm convex! ! !

Luo Fan rubbed his cheeks, calmly withdrew all kinds of ferocious and irritable and other inappropriate expressions, blinked his eyes in confusion, looked innocently at Jade Cauldron and said: "Senior brother, what's the matter with this enchantment, it's just a night Surrounded me, this purple bamboo forest."

"Satisfy you." Daoist Yu Ding rolled his eyes at him, "If it wasn't for the last few of our senior brothers to take action, my apprentice alone might not be able to complete this thing in time, now the sky is going to destroy you, You just hide inside obediently and don’t come out, you will be turned into ashes by the Dao of Heaven if you come out.”

Luo Fan frowned, his face suddenly gloomy, and he restrained his innocent expression of being deliberately cute. The line of sight, the look, as if you can see the color of the other party's underwear clearly through the jacket, staring straight at the real person Yuding has goosebumps all over his body, and he panicked.

A few minutes later, Master Yuding couldn't stand it anymore, rubbed his arms and said tremblingly: "Junior brother...you have to speak directly."

"Where's Yang Jian?"

"Where else can he go, who knows what he was called to do by the Emperor of Heaven again." Master Yu Ding heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He had expected that Luo Fan would ask him about Yang Jian's whereabouts, so he was prepared and answered that well. Called quickly and simply, without the slightest hesitation.

After finishing speaking, he chuckled, and his image of immortality immediately became infinitely wretched, "I haven't seen you for a few days, little brother, can't you bear it?"

The tone was a bit gossip and a bit teasing, but when he spoke, he subconsciously looked away from Luo Fan slightly, making it clear that he was guilty and diverted his eyes.

Luo Fan twitched the corner of his mouth: Brother, did you do it on purpose?

Master Yuding looked up at the sky, his eyes were so innocent: I didn't say anything, Xiao Jian, but I can't do anything if my junior brother finds out the problem himself.

Luo Fan thought for a while, his eyes flashed a little bit of clarity, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "What did he do?"

Master Yuding stroked his beard and laughed, and gave Luo Fan a meaningful look, without saying a word.

"Okay, I got it." Luo Fan sighed helplessly, knowing that there was nothing more to be asked from Master Yuding's mouth, he changed the subject: "Brother, do you know when I can leave here?"

"... At least you have to wait for a month, you have to wait for that matter... to be finished." Master Yuding patted Luo Fan's shoulder, and his tone was unprecedentedly loving, "Take care of yourself, I have to Back to heaven."

Luo Fan was agitated by the elder-like tone and movements, and looked at the real Yuding, who seemed to be here to say hello and watch the excitement, go away in a cloud, and then hung his head thoughtfully.

Daoist Yuding never went to the Heavenly Court for nothing, let alone go back?This is obviously the information he deliberately disclosed to Luo Fan.

Sure enough...is it Heaven?

Luo Fan doesn't think there is anyone else in this world who can make Yang Jian lose his composure. He left in a hurry at that time, probably because of his own business. Apart from this barrier to protect himself, he must have done something else, but Luo Fan racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, except that he guessed from the clues brought by Master Yuding that it might have something to do with the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian kept it a secret, so it can be seen that he didn't want Luo Fan to know, which means that what he did was dangerous, or he knew in his heart that Luo Fan would not agree with his decision, or both.

Luo Fan glanced at the densely packed red runes in front of him, and couldn't help feeling so annoyed, he raised his leg and kicked it fiercely.

Even the way of heaven can hide it, so it can be seen that this enchantment is by no means a tofu project, so Luo Fan kicked the iron plate as a matter of course, couldn't help screaming, and jumped up with his feet hugged.

"Even a dead thing dares to bully me!"

He leaned on the barrier and slid to the ground, raised his arm to cover his eyes, and murmured, "Did labor and capital behave a little too kindly these years, Yang Jian?"

Luo Fan sat there in a daze, his thoughts were confused, and his heart was faintly uneasy. This feeling of being kept in the dark and powerless was very bad.

When Luo Fan heard Zhen Yuanzi's words before, Luo Fan had already regretted the way the two had been getting along, and now he regretted so much that his intestines were green, and he wanted to cry without tears: it is good to have a heart-to-heart connection, and peat communication is also good. Very important!

If Yang Jian's love is like a sacrifice, then Luo Fan's love is tolerance. It can't be said which is right or wrong, it can only be said that it is a difference in personality. Therefore, for thousands of years, the two have indulged each other and made concessions, which can be regarded as maintaining a relationship. Balance, there is always a bottom line for retreat, once you step on the line, once the balance is broken, it is not easy to restore the original state, pretending that nothing happened.

Luo Fan doesn't mind accepting Yang Jian's protection, but he doesn't accept that this protection is based on self-sacrifice. He doesn't mind accepting Yang Jian's concealment, but he doesn't accept that such concealment will lead to a worrying result.

So this time, he was really angry.

After a long while, Luo Fan put down his hands, apparently calmed down, patted his cheeks, turned around and lay down on the barrier, and began to study those complicated and inexplicable runes, with a focused expression, fierce eyes, and faintly raised lips. At first glance, it seems inexplicably strange.

Brat, if labor and management don't show some skills, you don't know who is the master uncle!