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What's the difference between the little white dragon and the yellow-robed monster? Luo Fan didn't have the time or opportunity to watch. He was still tinkering with the barrier that protected him and bound him at the same time.

Master Yuding sat cross-legged behind him, with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, he took it off from time to time to take a sip, looked at Luo Fan's tireless appearance day and night, shook his head, and hit him mercilessly: "It's not that I said you Junior brother, even if you can break the barrier, so what? You can’t get out, and you can chase you wherever you go.”

Indeed, Tiandao is definitely much more accurate than radar, and it is absolutely unambiguous when it refers to where to hit.

In the past, he and Yuanshi Tianzun had teamed up to deceive Tiandao once, because his soul did not belong to this world, so Tiandao had much less binding force on his soul than other locals, and Yuanshi Tianzun took advantage of this loophole to form a formation The method successfully reduced the power of Thunder Tribulation.

They all thought they had succeeded, but it was a pity that Tiandao turned out to be an unresponsive product with an extremely long reflection arc. Now, after n thousand years, it finally realized the fact that it was actually deceived, so it began to turn around and settle accounts, catching everyone by surprise .

It's not that I can't lie to it again, even if it can only be delayed for a few thousand years, it's a pity that Tiandao's head is quite smart, and he knows how to gain wisdom by eating a pit. This time, he chased Luo Fan from time to time, vowing to completely To eradicate this bug that came in from nowhere, the hard-working Luo Fan was shot as soon as he appeared, and he was not given time to plan, so he could only fail.

He snorted lightly and said without turning his head: "There is always a way, but the brother can't think of it and can't do it."

This is definitely telling the truth, but the emotion of suspected disdain and contempt vaguely hidden under it made the veins on the forehead of Master Yuding twitch, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Then tell me what you can do?"

Luo Fan couldn't help but froze when he heard the words, and cast a slanted glance at Master Yuding, he opened his mouth slightly but didn't say a word, as if he wanted to implement the principle that silence is golden to the end.

Daoist Yuding was shocked by his gloomy appearance, the corners of his eyes twitched, an ominous premonition surged in his heart, and he said with a dry smile, "Could it be that you are going to do something stupid?" Gourd, the thumb is whirling back and forth on the neck of the gourd, his restless movements exposed the uncertainty in his heart, there is no way, who told him that this little junior always plays cards unreasonably, he seems to be very cautious and life-saving, Sometimes he was really unscrupulous, so he paused, and then added, "Be careful, I'll tell Xiaojian!"

The threat was full of meaning, but it was a pity that it didn't step on Luo Fan's sore feet at all.

"Just say what you want, I'm still worried that I won't see him." Someone clenched his fist and said through gritted teeth.

In the quiet bamboo forest, there is only the rustling sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, "click", a crisp sound of a hard object breaking suddenly, glanced at the cinnabar pen in Luo Fan's hand that broke in response, the real Yuding suddenly said: " Actually, I don't quite understand why you insist on going out, it's not good to stay here."

He raised his head and took a sip of wine, then raised his finger to point to the enchantment covered with bloody runes: "This thing is very strong." He raised his eyes and looked around the purple bamboo forest, "It's also safe inside." The corners of his eyes slightly Hanging, the corners of his lips raised lightly, evoking a sarcasm, "Seriously, it's meaningless for you to leave here. Now you will only drag him down. Is it difficult to admit this?"

Luo Fan sneered, and was about to say something, when Yang Jian's figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly through the misty clouds. The background seemed to be in some gorgeous and solemn palace. Surrounding Yang Jian... were unfamiliar and familiar faces.

They are persecuting him, they are all persecuting him!

Through all kinds of eyes, with silent language, to force him.

This scene is somewhat familiar to Luo Fan. This is not a bloody TV series. There is no heart and no sad marriage. The Yang Jian he is familiar with will not easily compromise for foreign things. He thought he would never see it in this life, but his heart is still the same. Fearing, this scene may have been quietly played out in his heart for thousands of years, so familiar that even his heartache is numb.

For a moment, he didn't know how he felt, until he felt a sharp pain in his palm, he lowered his head mechanically, his vision was full of dazzling red, he was still holding the broken cinnabar pen, the broken end was rough The bamboo thorn cut through the skin, sharper than the blade, and cut his palm into a bloody mess. Blood overflowed from the open wound, and the sticky warm liquid slipped from between the fingers, dirtying the pure Taoist robe. White hem.

The sun was pouring down, and Luo Fan sat in the mottled light and shadow of the bamboo forest, holding up his red-stained palm blankly, the coagulated blood dripped from the fingers before it was too late, the ironic arc on his lips hadn't receded, he was at a loss Confusion has gradually risen from his eyes, it is hard to tell whether it is indifference and gloomy or pure innocence, frighteningly strange.

Is this being stimulated to be stupid?Immortal Yuding suddenly regretted it, maybe he said too much, he just wanted to remind him to recognize the situation.

He took out the wound medicine and threw it, Luo Fan caught it in a daze, and then suddenly felt the pain, not from the cut right palm, but more than that, as if the pain of the heart being torn, piercing through the heart.

Master Yuding really felt that he couldn't handle the situation, so he hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that... I didn't say you were troublesome, I just thought you were asking for trouble... Cough cough, no, I didn't mean that either ...I mean..." Reverend Yuding scratched his head helplessly, stopped talking nonsense, looked at him with starry eyes, and said full of hope: "You understand, right?"

Luo Fan nodded, then shook his head again. He rushed to the edge of the barrier to check until he found a small gap. This barrier could not prevent anyone from entering or leaving—except him.

But now, his divine consciousness, which was firmly bound in this bamboo forest, is wandering through the gap that is so small that it cannot be seen with the naked eye, covering the entire sky and the earth. His eyes have a panoramic view of every place and every corner.

This is his unique ability, Avalokitesvara, the whole world is in his eyes.

"It was not an illusion just now, I saw him."

"Who did you see?" Daoist Yuding was completely out of the situation, looked up and looked around in the open space, there was no human figure, to be exact, there was no trace of any living things, except them.

Luo Fan didn't intend to answer. He closed his eyes and put his hands on the barrier. The blood on his palms mixed with the cinnabar of the runes, intertwining into a tragic bright red.

His attention pierced the sky and focused on the Lingxiao Palace covered by layers of clouds and mist. His lover, whom he had not seen for many days, was standing in the center of the hall, facing the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother of the West, with his eyes raised slightly, his expression cold and arrogant. It seemed to be dismissive, and the slightly pursed thin lips were pale and weak, revealing a slight illusion of rigor and humility, so that people couldn't fault it in their eyes.

Contradictory and harmonious, ascetic as sexy.

Luo Fan noticed that his body standing upright does not have any curved arcs, it is as straight as a tree, which can only grow towards the direction of the sun and cannot tolerate any distortion or deviation.

Silver armor, black cloak.

The black hair is rippling behind, swaying into curves blown by the breeze, and the white mist rises under the feet, outlining the smoky background.

Black and white fill the picture, and the monotonous but completely different colors impact the field of vision, which is so intense that it makes people palpitate.

Standing there quietly like this, he is already the center of the picture, the focus of sight, and no one can take their eyes off him.

No one can, not even Luo Fan.

Everyone stared at Yang Jian with bated breath. The Ling Xiao Palace was full of people, but their eyes were not admiring, it was a more complicated one, mixed with contempt or sarcasm, despicable gloating, or some kind of bullishness. The playful anticipation, or the pitiful shaking of the head, revealed a sad and unpleasant meaning.

In this kind of eyes that are not malicious but definitely not kind, a certain infatuation almost obsessed eyes is particularly obvious, Yang Jian suddenly tilted his head without any trace, but only saw a cloud of air, Thin clouds and mists floated among them, too thin to cover anything, and one could imagine a blank space after the clouds and mists cleared——

There is no one there, but there is an illusion that they are looking at people.

There was nothing but a bunch of invisible eyes, the owner of the eyes peeped at him openly relying on the fact that no one could see him, but after being discovered by him, he dodged without confidence, and finally suddenly realized that no one could see and changed. You have to be unscrupulous, like someone.

In an instant, shallow lines rippled in the dark as ink eyes, expelling the almost blunt indifference and ruthlessness, revealing an undisguised smile and extreme tenderness.

Luo Fan couldn't stand it for a moment, and fell to the ground. In the silence, he could vaguely hear the sound of his heart beating violently in his chest. , but he had no time to pay attention.

Is it true that distance creates beauty?Nima is so handsome!