Chapter 2332

Duan fragmentary swears that she is Duan fragmentary, not Duan Xiangning!

Although she is not clear and unwilling to accept Duan Xiangning's memory, she still hopes that others will believe that she is her unique Duan Xiangning.

To prove this, Duan's family has sent her to a mental hospital.

Crown prince Duan himself invited the eminent monk. Now he says she is Duan Xiangning!

I want to cry.

Want to laugh, laugh!

It's just that her exhausted physical strength doesn't support her to make these movements.

Most of all, tears from the mysterious clear black eyes, unable to flow down, she laughed: "I admit, you are a big liar. You go, and don't show up in front of me in the future. "

She thought that after she said these words, the old liar, in order to avoid trouble, would tell him frankly that he could not leave yet, but master Kongkong stood up: "OK, I'll go. But you're going with me, too. "

"Where to?"

Duan asked coldly.

Without waiting for master Kongkong to say anything, she said, "I will not follow you. Because I am afraid that you will make me believe that I am Duan Xiangning. I've never been in this world. In that way, I'll go crazy. "

"I'll take you to Li Nanfang. Find yourself

Maybe it's poor to see the girl. Old thief Tu can't bear to joke with her any more and looks out of the window.

In the southern sky, a star suddenly twinkled.

Master Kongkong's white eyebrows wrinkled.

Duan didn't notice it. He just looked at master Kongkong: "looking for Li Nanfang? Find, find myself? "

Master Kongkong asked: "who is Duan Xiangning's favorite?"

Without thinking about it, Duan fragmentary said the name of the man.

Whether she is Duan Xiangning or Duan sporadic, she will always remember that name.

Master Kongkong's tone was indifferent: "are you sure?"

Duan didn't have much strength, but he nodded hard.

In my memory, Duan Xiangning can die for Li Nanfang. It's enough for her to think that way before she dies. How much she loves him.

Master Kongkong quickened the speed of questioning: "Duan sporadic, do you love him?"

Duan nodded again.

She loves her brother-in-law.

Her heart, her people, are Li NanFang's, this is no secret.

Even the secret, when her life is about to dry up, there is no need to hide.

Master Kongkong sneered: "ha ha, why do you fall in love with Duan Xiangning?"

There is nothing to say, but I feel strange.

Love needs no reason.

It's very strange to have a love affair with a high bald man.

Master Kongkong's face eased down, sat down again, raised his hand and stroked Duan's sporadic haggard face, and said softly, "do you know why Duan Xiangning's soul will occupy you, and why do you compete with you for your body?"

Tears, like rain.

Just because, at last, some people believe that Duan Xiangning's soul has occupied Duan's sporadic body, making her unable to accept the dual soul.

This proves that this is not insanity.

But no one will believe that she can have Duan Xiangning's memory.

Or it's the soul of fragrance.

"I love and adore Xiangning very much. I, though in pain, did not blame her, and suddenly appeared in my soul. "

The tearful girl slowly raised her left hand in leather handcuffs, stroked master Kongkong's right hand and choked: "maybe it's all arranged by God. Maybe, I should obey God's will. I'm no longer a fragmentary one, but Duan Xiangning. "

"Your paragraph is fragmentary. It's unique. "

The old monk sighed, full of compassion: "but you are Duan Xiangning, the unique Duan Xiangning in the world."

Duan looked up slowly and looked at the old monk with tears in his eyes. He really didn't understand why he said that.

"It's all that bastard."

The old monk drew back his hand, folded his hands, closed his eyes and bowed his head, which showed that he had a high and bald demeanor: "he has killed many people, and many people have died for him. But no one's death will make him feel extremely guilty. He wanted to make it up, but he didn't know how. He didn't want the man to die. Because the dead can't accept his guilt. Therefore, Duan Xiangning, who died, must live. "

Duan did not understand the old monk.

But I believe that the old monk will explain to her slowly.

livelong night.

Outside the window, there is a flickering demon star, as if a guiding light, guiding some people in the direction of forward.

The deepest place where stars twinkle is the end of life, the dark world.

In the dark world, some unwilling souls roar day and night.

But not all souls can earn the world after roaring.

He who can earn the dark world is the disaster star.

Yangdi, who left a deep impression in history, was a brilliant monarch. When he was in his twenties, he had already led a hundred thousand troops to fight in the South and the north, successively leveled the Southern Tang Dynasty and other countries, and finally helped his father Yang Jian to create the golden age of kaihuang.

Let's not talk about Yang Di's killing elder brother and the three expeditions to Korea, which are harmful to the image of Korea.

Just talking about his opening up the Grand Canal, perfecting the imperial examination system, and trying to crack down on the big and powerful families is enough to prove his wisdom.

Especially other love.

He loved only queen Xiao.

He admitted that he had killed a lot of people - those people, damn it!

He has never failed anyone - and no one is qualified to bear his guilt.

But the existence of such a bull, because of the quick success and instant benefit, was plotted by the rich and powerful, but finally died in the hands of the most trusted Yuwen family.

After the death of a monarch, the coffin was buried less than half a meter.

Who can stand it?

Emperor Yang was in the dark world. He was so sad that he kept roaring and asking the world——

Finally, the evil spirit breaks through the darkness and the disaster star enters the world.

But no one has the responsibility and obligation for him to drive and realize his dream of reincarnation.

He has only one choice, that is to come to the world, will soon leave the passers-by.

Patients with premature senility.

The only choice for him is to have an appendage that can only live for 13 years at most.

And this premature aging patient can't be a child who has nothing to do with others.

After talking about it, master Kongkong asked Duan fragmentary, "do you know who Li NanFang's biological father is?"

Duan shook his head sporadically.

She really doesn't know.

I never thought about it.

No matter who Li NanFang's biological father is, Duan sporadic will not care.

She knew that even when she was a double soul, she was hopelessly in love with that man.

Master Kongkong smiles.

He laughs strangely, as if he is not laughing.

His snow-white eyebrows trembled, as if suffering from some kind of pain.

His voice, also incomparably ethereal.

It seems that from the deep of the demon star that flickers from time to time outside the window, it comes: "Li NanFang's father is Li Nanfang."

Li NanFang's father is Li Nanfang.

It took a long time for Duan to make sure that she didn't listen to me correctly.

Is master Kongkong's sentence correct?

It's definitely not right.

How can a person be his own pro Laozi?

Even if it is just born, the child died unexpectedly, also have no obligation to bear the resentment of emperor Yang.

Yang Di came from the dark world, and the body needed by the disaster star after entering the world can only be himself.

More than 20 years ago, it was a night when peach blossoms were suddenly in full bloom under the stars. A girl named Meng Xiu violated the clan rule that 800 women were not allowed to set foot in the valley of the emperor.

She had a dream by the stream.

In the dream, she and a handsome man dream back to Sheng Sui——

The peach blossoms withered at dawn.

Dragon seed, deep seed.

In history, there are many legends related to the legends of big people.

For example, before Liu Bang's mother gave birth to him in the Han Dynasty, she had a dream of having an affair with a real dragon and then gave birth to him.

Meng Xiu's experience is similar to the legend of boss Liu's mother.

The only difference is that on the night of mengxiu dragon's deep planting, some men did come.

The man, who is it?

Maybe it's the elder from flame Valley, maybe it's the second elder who guards the imperial tower, maybe it's the 800 old village head.

But no matter who, on that night, he was no longer himself.

He can only be emperor Yang himself.

Then Meng Xiu went mad and gave birth to Li Nanfang in October.

Li Nanfang was just born, an 80 year old patient with premature senility.

The average person with premature senility can only live for 13 years at most.

Li Nanfang was able to go against the growth because at the moment of his birth——

Disaster star, shine!

Black dragon, possessed!

The dragon spirit of the Imperial Valley has also reached its peak in history.

In modern terms, it is the rebirth of emperor Yang.

Li Nanfang is Yang Di, Yang Di is Li Nanfang.

Yangdi in history was a fickle man.

On the one hand, he dotes on trustworthy people, loves empress Xiao, and strives to be a qualified boss, father and grandfather.

On the one hand, he was quite cold-blooded. In order to reduce the threat of the seven family, he sent 300000 soldiers to Korea to die unjustly.

These two aspects are his human nature and demons.

He is human when he is gentle and friendly.

When he is cruel and bloody, he is a devil.

Yangdi has never changed, whether it was more than a thousand years ago or today when the disaster star came from the dark.

"His humanity is Li Nanfang you are familiar with. He loves his wife, but he is sentimental, with strong principles and even a sense of justice. But his evil nature is also Li Nanfang. "

It may be that master Kongkong is tired after talking too much.

Duan sporadically had the illusion, as if master Kongkong suddenly aged a lot.

But Yangdi is Li Nanfang, Li Nanfang is Yangdi, Heilong is Li Nanfang, Li Nanfang is Li Nanfang - no matter who he is, whether he is a human or a demon, what he thought and did, he is a familiar Li Nanfang.

Li Nanfang has never been ashamed of anyone.

At least, he thinks so.

Therefore, when Duan Xiangning died for him, Li Nanfang, or Yang Di, lost the chance to make up for it, and then something called "dragon Qi" would be released to keep her spirit alive.

Li Nanfang didn't know that.

He didn't expect that Duan Xiangning's Dragon Spirit or affection would make her unable to sleep. She could dance, sing and sing like you on a full moon night by the river side of the Tibetan dragon——

What's more, he didn't expect that when he just wanted to be a normal person and kicked out the other half of himself, it would lead to the collapse of the imperial tower. When he was deep in the yellow spring, it would touch the branches of the dragon vein, affect Canglong mountain in Seoul, and let the young Python entangle Duan Xiangning's spirit.

Li Nanfang thought that after he kicked out the demons, he was a pure man.

Even though he knows very well that half of his spirit and soul will no longer be able to support the strong needs of his body after the loss of magic, and he can only grow old rapidly.

He thought that his idea of becoming a pure person was great.

It's stupid.

How can a person kick away his own shadow?

Behind the light is the darkness.

Li Nanfang, who has no magic, is a disabled man.

His humanity, in Li's villa, is intoxicated.

His evil nature, in the cold pool of the Tibetan dragon stream, wails day and night.

He is a guilty woman, and his soul is entangled by evils.

This is an opportunity for him to make atonement - so Li Nanfang left Castle Peak and thought he would use death to redeem Duan Xiangning's soul.

There's always a price to pay for stupid behavior.

The cost of Li NanFang's stupidity can be described as painful.

"In order to awaken his humanity, Yue Zitong committed suicide a few months ago. The evil nature, which had been integrated with him, was reset in time and drove away the evil

Master Kongkong laughed hard, and his voice became lighter and lighter: "he knows that he is wrong. I also know that his humanity and demons are himself. But it's too late. Yue Zitong has committed suicide and fallen into the sea. Duan Xiangning's soul is not at rest. "

Click!

There seems to be thunder in my ears, and the starry sky outside the window is bright.

The demon star flickered again, and she said in a trembling voice, "I, I am like Li Nanfang?"

"You are Duan Xiangning, and you are Duan Xiangning. She loves Li Nanfang, and you are his woman. Duan Xiangning won't hurt you. She just hopes to integrate her love for that person with yours. "

After thinking about it, the old monk carefully explained: "you can also think that you are the combination of Duan Xiangning and Duan fragmentary."

Duan sporadic did not speak, eyes are gradually lit up.

The old monk said he was thirsty. He looked up at the water dispenser in front of the window.

He has some regrets. Why should he drive out the crown prince Duan.

As a result, now I'm leaking some secrets. When I feel weak and can't walk, I don't even have a person to pour water.

The old thief, bald, could only swallow his saliva, and said: "boundless heaven, no, it's Amitabha. Benefactor, you can choose to accept or not to accept Duan Xiangning. Although I'm a liar, I still have a little exorcism. "

Duan sporadically asked, "what will happen when Xianghun leaves me?"

The old thief Tu began to stop talking again: "the dust returns to the dust, the earth returns to the earth. From then on, there are three realms, six paths and nine heavens, and there is no section of incense."

"I think, with her, love, a man."

Duan said slowly, slowly, but the meaning was clear.

"Boundless heaven, good, good."

The old monk put his hands together and congratulated Duan on the sublimation of his thoughts.

"I want to eat!"

"Benefactor, you can say what I think."

The old monk raised his hand and wiped his forehead. He looked very happy. It was no different from the old liar.

Duan raised his hand sporadically and rang the bell on the bed: "sister Xiangning is still here. Will Yue Zitong really die?"

"Heaven's secret, don't let it out."

The old monk murmured with emotion: "roast chicken, too few."

Duan asked: "master, do you know where Li Nanfang is?"

"Too few roast chicken"

The old thief looked up at the star in the sky.

Seven kill, starlight suddenly flash.

Before the door was pushed open, Duan fragmentary finally asked, "Li Nanfang, what are you doing now?"

The old monk closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "he is in the spray."

The spray, not living beside the rubber boat on the left side of the fishing boat, splashed.

Sanpu is light, but I wonder. The rubber boat can carry more than ten people. How can Li Nanfang hold rouer in the water?

"Can we say that in the water, there will be unusual feelings?"

Her face turned red and her heart beat faster. She covered her ears.

However, in the water that rouer, such as crying like singing, but still hit her eardrum, reverberating in the starry sky.

Whoa, whoa——

The water is getting more and more intense.