iled slightly. At her age, it was actually very difficult to have a second spring. Besides, her relationship with her husband, Ou Yang Yingliang, was very good. She wouldn't be so moved by Ye Fan's gl...Li Nanzhao's counter-question left Bodhisattva Man speechless, unable to respond.

But in his heart, he thought: "Shouldn't he feel sick A person like him, who has been the focus of many important figures since childhood and meticulously cultivated as a 'chosen one', besides having to pay a price that ordinary people cannot understand during the process of tempering, at least when it comes to food, he must have very high standards, right Like what kind of food would enhance his vital essence. After hearing me say I roasted a mouse to death, he should feel nauseous."

Looking at the foolishly endearing expression on Bodhisattva Man's face, Li Nan smiled faintly and said, "Do you think eating barbecued hedgehog, snake, or roasted dead rat could disgust me Wrong. Because you don't even know, let alone hedgehogs and rats, sometimes I eat lizards, cockroaches, even ants. And I eat them alive."

As he spoke, Li Nanfang's eyes lit up with the gleam of "beautiful memories": "Especially when I ate lizards and ants mixed together, each chew would have a greenish, slimy juice dripping from my mouth.

But I was afraid of wasting it, so I quickly stuck out my tongue and licked it back.

There were several times when I was really hungry and had nothing to eat, so I would eat maggots.

Have you ever eaten maggots

Of course not the kind of maggots you find in a latrine.

It was harvested from a rotting elephant.

To be honest, that's what real deliciousness is all about.

Soft and tender, it burst with juice when bitten into, leaving a fragrant taste in your mouth.

However, sometimes when things are urgent, we just swallow them without chewing.

After swallowing, I couldn't help but tap my mouth, and then I felt like worms were rolling back and forth in my stomach, trying to find a small opening to crawl out—Hey, what are you doing

Don't go, I haven't finished speaking yet.

There are even better-tasting ones.

Have you ever eaten a live, freshly born mouse

It was about the size of a peanut, all bright red, kind of like the little sausages kids eat. When you took a bite, it would squeak.

"No, don't say it anymore!"

At the riverbank, Bodhisattva Man was squatting with her hands covering her chest. Her face was as pale as death, and she kept retching with her mouth wide open. This sight would only make men feel pity for her.

Li Nanfang, who had been chasing after her with a piece of grilled fish, sat down on the large rock and leisurely ate while saying to Bosatsu-ma, who had finally vomited, "The hardships I've endured are beyond your wildest dreams. So please, when we eat together in the future, don't bring up these topics that pique my interest and make me want to discuss them with you."

"I, I'll never say it again—ugh!"

Before she could finish her sentence, the Bodhisattva Man again opened her mouth wide and spat.

These past few days, she's been in a state of hazy consciousness and hasn't eaten much to begin with. Now, after being nauseated by something that made her want to die, she basically vomited everything she had eaten into the river.

Looking at her vomiting so "freely," even to the point of almost spitting out bile, Li Nanshan not only showed no sympathy for her, but his eyes gradually turned cold.

That is, the Black Dragon was satisfied and no longer tempted him to use violence against Lady Bodhisattva.

Had this happened before last night, Bodhisattva Man would have been kneeling by the river, vomiting uncontrollably in a "drunken posture" that would have instantly attracted Li Nanfang. He would have grabbed her hair with one hand and slapped her haunches with the other, forcing her to feel the agonizing taste of despair once again.

He was finally free from the Black Dragon's influence.

This doesn't mean he could tolerate Bodhisattva Ma's "malicious intentions," though.

She is capable of such an act to disgust him, which proves she hasn't been broken, hasn't completely submitted to him, and hasn't developed fear for him. From now on, whenever she hears the name Li Scoundrel, she will flee three hundred miles.

On the contrary, it is highly likely that after a period of recuperation, he will again develop a desire to plot against others.

Li Nanfang was so busy, there were still so many beauties to comfort him, no, there were still so many things to do. Where did he have time to always play games with Bodhisattva Man

It wouldn't be right to kill her just because she won't give up, would it To permanently silence her wouldn't be the answer.

Don't forget, Li Nanfang is a good person—he wouldn't do something like brutally killing someone as beautiful as Bosatsu Man to avoid trouble in the future.

To kill her would feel wrong, but to torture her like last night again felt unmanly.

Oh.

This is really a tough situation.

However, no matter how difficult it is, we have to do it.

If you don't try, how will you know if it's difficult or not

Just as Li Nanshan had made up his mind, Bo Saiman finally vomited everything she could from her stomach.

Believe many people have ever drunk too much, vomit feeling

That feeling, it's like wanting to live and die at the same time, just wanting to lie on the ground, not even wanting to move a muscle.

Now, this is how the Bodhisattva Man appears.

She could see her own pale little face on the seemingly slow-moving surface of the water, as if she had been pounded and ravaged by Li scum for half a day.

She certainly didn't want to lie here, like a dead dog.

No matter how you say it, she is the Bodhisattva Man of India's Tianzhu Gate, with hundreds of thousands of men under her command.

For someone like her, no matter where she is in the world, she would be a big shot.

Since he is a big shot, how could he possibly lie there like a dead dog after vomiting his guts out, doing nothing

That's too much of a blow to one's pride.

Amazingly, the Bodhisattva only knelt by the riverbank, cupped a handful of water in her hands, rinsed her mouth, and then washed her face.

After the cool river water splashed on her face, Bodhisattva Ma felt much better.

She opened her eyes and blew a long, murky breath onto the surface of the river. Just as she was about to raise her head, every nerve in her body suddenly tightened with an unnerving jolt.

She saw Li Nanfang from the river bank.

To see Li Nanfang on the surface of the river, which seemed like a mirror, what was strange

After all, Bodhisattva Man knelt by the riverbank and vomited violently. That fellow sat on a large stone beside her, watching her with great interest. So it was perfectly normal to see his reflection in the water's surface.

But what was abnormal was that Li Nanshan had already walked down the large stone and come to Bodhisattva Man's back.

His right hand, no, his clawed hand, was slowly reaching towards the high and proud buttocks of Po Sa Man.

Although she was dressed, it was only a thin black veil.

Before, when she was dancing the Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance, the golden ornaments she wore had been torn to shreds by Li Ren Zuo. No one knew where they were thrown.

So she could only wear a black veil.

The highest realm of a woman's sensuality is not about being completely naked, nor those swimsuits that only cover key areas. It's more like Bodhisattva Man, wearing a sheer black veil that reveals her body subtly. The black fabric allows the faint white skin to peek through, effortlessly teasing and captivating a man's desire.

This was also the reason Hei Long felt deeply satisfied and dove into his Qi Hai Dantian to meditate, while Li Nanfang's normal human nature was stirred.

When that devilish claw gently rested upon the raised buttocks of Lady Bodhisattva, she quivered like a live wire.

It was completely subconscious, and a terrifying scene flashed in her mind: how she almost got sucked dry by Li scum.

Just barely reborn, the Bodhisattva Man was killed!

None of them were willing to endure such torment any longer, they could only instinctively tremble and plead in a voice: "Please, please, spare me. I, your great master."

The great master smiled.

That smile was wickedly evil, like claws constantly walking on his hips: "You beg me to let you go What reason do you have for me to let you go"

The Bodhisattva immediately replied, "I, I have already given you great satisfaction. I, I have treated you as my master and served you."

"Did you really think of me as the master"

When Li Nan's voice suddenly became stern, he raised his hand abruptly and slapped down hard.

Slap!

In fact, no matter how hard Li Nanshan hit Pavlova's behind, at most it would just turn purple. It was still far from the pain of being pricked by a needle or stabbed by a knife.

The Bodhisattva was so terrified, he was afraid to his very core. After being struck with a powerful attack by the demonic claws on his haunches, he let out a scream of agony.

A terrifying scream echoed through the wilderness.

Worse than being cut flesh, with indescribable fear.

But Li Nanfang ignored him completely, simply raised his hand again and took another drag.

Instinctively, the Bodhisattva Man knelt on the ground, her body shifting to the side just in time to dodge. She wept and pleaded, "Master, please spare me, please spare me—"

After Li Nanfang's second slap landed, he was very displeased. He said coldly, "Get up."

"Master—"

"I'm telling you for the last time, stand up."

Li Nanyang's voice suddenly became hoarse.

A Bodhisattva would not dare to utter another word of nonsense.

Only trembling all over, she raised her hip high according to Li Nanfang's request.

Slap.

The slap on the sole's buttocks sounded not only pleasant and crisp, but also wicked.

And mingled among them were the screams of women.

The world is too big.

Otherwise, the ancients would not have left behind such a poignant saying: “Some homes rejoice, while others sorrow.”

Bodhisattva Man must have been worried, but Dali Duan's family, who was far away in ten thousand miles, was filled with joy right now.

Some time ago, the Duan clan of Dali was suspected of leaking top-secret military intelligence. If Old Duan hadn't taken the drastic measure of sacrificing himself, the Duan family would have likely been wiped out in an instant.

Even if it was an old warrior’s act of severing his arm to stabilize the situation, after narrowly escaping disaster, the Duan family should not be celebrating like this. The whole family is beaming with joy, hanging colorful flags and red lanterns everywhere, just like a rural nouveau riche during Chinese New Year.

After the unprecedented success of the military exercises for Armed Forces Day, wouldn't the Duan family, who had no leaks of classified information, be discreet

How could this be

Won't that cause some people to have opinions

The Duan family is not afraid.

Because the reason they are celebrating now is not that the Duan family has finally escaped a catastrophe, but there is another happy event.

The second daughter of the Duan family, Duan Xiang, who ranked second in the Four Phoenixes of the Duan Clan, had a fiancé whom she had been secretly close with for a long time. He came all the way from Jinghua, thousands of miles away, to visit Old Master Duan, the venerable elder Tai Shan, and discuss their wedding arrangements.

What exactly is the identity of the object of Duan Er Miss's affection Who is he that could receive such a grand and public welcome from the Duan family, despite their usual caution

It is Yue Qingke.

Who is Yue Qingke

He is the most outstanding member of the third generation of the direct lineage in the Jinghuayue family, one of the top aristocratic families in China.

If Yue Zitong hadn't emerged as a strong contender, backed by Li Nanfang, who represented the gray forces, he wouldn't even stand a chance against Yue Qingke and his father in their struggle for the position of family head.

And everyone knows Yue Qingke is much stronger than his father.

Just recently, amidst the schemes and machinations, Yue Lincheng disregarded Yue Qingke's fervent pleas and ended up disgracefully leaving the ancestral home to retire in seclusion. To add insult to injury, his years of cultivating loyal confidants were snatched away by Yue Zichong in one fell swoop, leaving him in an incredibly miserable state.

With Yue Lin City completely destroyed, Yue Qingke, who was supposed to be the most capable contender for the position of head of the Yue family alongside Yue Zitong, also suffered a devastating blow to his strength.

What's this then

No matter how disastrously Yue Qingke's defeat, it couldn't change the fact that he was the eldest son of the third generation of the Yue family in Jinghua.

One could only dream of the Dali Duan clan, who yearned to cross the river and conquer the north, forming an alliance with the prestigious families of the capital city!

A fool could see that the Duan family would benefit greatly from this.

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