Chapter 236

Since more than three years ago, the flower demon has become a nightmare around.

She forbade him to touch any woman except her.

This is definitely a more painful constraint than death for those who are used to debauchery.

But he couldn't resist.

If you resist, those women will die.

Therefore, it is Mr. Fang's greatest wish in recent years to break this nightmare and be completely free from anyone's constraints and to be with all the women who look at each other.

But what caught him off guard was that his wish would suddenly come true.

This made him suspect that there was something wrong with his ears and asked foolishly, "what are you talking about?"

"I said, I will never interfere with your dating with any woman again."

The flower demon whispered, "I -- gave up on you."

"You finally gave up on me."

Fang Yuan finally heard it clearly. When he thought he would be very relaxed, he had incomparable loss in his heart.

There is also a strong reluctance!

Men are cheap bones -- when they are occupied by the flower demon, they hate her very much. Even if she is a beautiful flower, which man is willing to give up the whole forest for a flower?

But when the flower demon returned the forest to him, he thought the flower was the most beautiful.

The domineering of the flower demon not only made him hate her, but also cultivated his pride: look, man, he was held tight by such an excellent girl!

Now the flower demon has let go, and Mr. Fang's pride in his bones is shattered in an instant.

Finally, I feel that I'm not great. After Hua Xiaoyao gave up him, what kind of man can't she find according to her excellent conditions?

But alone, I won't choose him.

This made him very frustrated and unwilling.

Because in recent years, no matter what impression he has on the flower demon, he has regarded himself as her only man in his heart. She is his wife.

But his wife is going to find another lover now. Can Fang Yuan feel better?

After all, cheating on his wife is a great shame for any man!

So, this humiliation dominated the area and asked her angrily, "why do you want to let go?"

Before the words fell, Mr. Fang, who was so thick skinned, felt his cheeks hot. He didn't dare to look at the flower demon's clear eyes anymore. He quickly lowered his head and scolded himself for being too shameless.

The flower demon smiled.

Proud in his heart, crazy smile: years of hard work, finally not in vain, he can't let me go!

But on the surface, the flower demon was like an iceberg, without any feelings, and said faintly: "because you hate me, especially just now you wanted to kill me, which makes me finally understand the truth that a forced twist is not sweet -- in fact, I'm also tired of your indifference and hostility to me. I'm tired and don't want to play with you anymore. "

But I don't feel like you're playing!

It's a close call. Fang Yuan almost said this, otherwise he would be laughed at by men all over the world.

The flower demon looked like a smile on his face and quietly looked at Fang Yuan, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Proud Xiao Fang, of course, wouldn't do what she wanted. She coughed and said, "well, it's best not to play. I'm so busy. Of course I don't have time to play games with you. Oh, by the way, anything else? It's all right. I have to go with Chen Duanyu. "

The flower demon said faintly, "I will help you send Chen Duanyu back. After you give her the initialed agreement, you will send it back to China together with Wang Guohua's body, which is a reward for her."

Fang Yuan was surprised: "how did you know that the initialed agreement was in my hand, but it was not handed over to night and others?"

"I said three years ago that I would watch your every move closely -- but not in the future, alas."

Youyou sighed. A faint sadness appeared on the delicate little face of the flower demon, which almost made Mr. Fang blurt out: otherwise, you will continue to pay attention to me in the future.

After taking a panoramic view of Xiaofang, the flower demon was more proud, but his face was indifferent: "give me that thing and you can go."

"What?"

Fang Yuan doesn't understand what the flower demon is talking about. He really doesn't understand.

The flower demon said slowly, "it's the embroidered shoe in your arms."

The corner of Fang Yuan's eye jumped suddenly, but he quickly recovered his calm, as if he were talking about a small thing: "how do you know that I have such a shoe?"

The flower demon looked up, looked at the white cloud in the distance, and said softly, "I just know."

Slowly, Fang Yuan seemed to understand something: "did you know that the shoe was hidden in the secret room?"

The flower demon didn't speak.

Silence is sometimes recognition.

After thinking about it, Fang Yuan asked a series of questions: "who hid the shoes here? Why did you hide here? When did you hide here? Who's that woman's body? What's the secret in this shoe? It has something to do with the dark world in Lop Nur... "

The flower demon interrupted him, stretched out his good-looking right hand, looked calm and said, "I can't answer your questions. All the answers will one day be found by yourself. Now, give me your shoes. "

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and asked softly, "if I don't give it to you, will I turn my face and rob it?"

"No. It's no good for you to take it and know its secret now -- Fangyuan, please believe me, okay? "

The last words of the flower demon are incomparably gentle.

I'm afraid she hasn't spoken to anyone in this tone until now.

So Fang Yuan couldn't refuse. He took out the shoe and gave it to her.

He saw that when the flower demon took over the shoes, there was obvious sadness in her blue eyes. The delicate back of her hand seemed transparent, and the green tendons protruded. She grabbed it very hard, but it gave the illusion that she wanted to throw the shoes out.

Holding his shoes, the flower demon turned and looked due south and said softly, "you can go."

Fang Yuan stared at her for a moment and walked quickly to Chen Duanyu.

Chen Duanyu, lying on the stretcher, looked at him. When he took out the initialed agreement, he suddenly said, "Fang Yuan, if I were you, I wouldn't give up her."

"So you can never be me."

After saying this, Xiao Fang was a little proud: he didn't expect his brother to say such philosophical words.

After putting the agreement into Chen Duanyu's clothes, Fang Yuan patted her on the shoulder, turned and left: "if I were you, I would apply for retirement after returning home. Don't let Qin pick flowers. Even if I die, I will remember you."

Chen Duanyu didn't say Xiao Fang's philosophical words, but said, "this time, I owe you a favor."

"It's free. You don't need to return it."

Fang Yuan didn't look back. He raised his hand and waved. He thought he was very natural and unrestrained.

"But I have something to say."

"I'm listening."

The pace is still around.

Chen Duanyu said loudly, "forgive the soul searching at night!"

Fang Yuan finally stopped and turned to look at her with obvious discomfort in her eyes.

Chen Duanyu didn't care, but said, "these years, she has lived in painful guilt - you are a man, and it should be your duty to forgive girls."

Fang Yuan replied: "why do you speak for her?"

"Just like when I spoke for you."

Chen Duanyu replied calmly, "no matter who I speak for, I am based on my own conscience, so I won't care what others think."

"You are a good girl. Qin Caihua is lucky to have you."

Fixed looking at Chen Duanyu, after a moment, Fang Yuan smiled and turned to Xia Xiaoyun.

Looking at his back, Chen Duanyu sighed gently. When she closed her eyes, she heard the voice of Fang Yuan: "if she can take off all her clothes and kneel in front of me, I will forgive her."

Chen Duanyu Yanjiao jerked, but did not open his eyes: "OK, I will convey your words to her, word for word."

"It was fun with her."

When passing by the flower demon, Fang Yuan smiled at others and said, "I'll find the answer to those secrets."

The flower demon nodded, didn't speak, stood there, quietly watched Fang Yuan get on the bus, and soon disappeared on the snow field in the northeast.

She's been standing like this for ten minutes and hasn't moved yet.

The bodyguard leader came over carefully and asked for instructions in a low voice: "Miss, can you go?"

"Well, you all get on the bus. I have to wait for another person."

The flower demon nodded gently and looked at the direction when Fang Yuan came.

Who are you waiting for?

The bodyguard leader wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask. He just bowed down and promised, took a few steps back, then turned around and waved to his men.

Immediately, a bodyguard came and carried away Wang Guohua's body: the young lady said that she would give the dead dog to the injured woman, but she didn't dare to forget to carry it away.

When the door slammed down, the wind blew on the snow field.

A strange southwest wind blew a man.

It was a man who was wrapped in brown clothes and looked like a mummy. He looked as thick as a mummy. He couldn't see his body, let alone men and women. He was just like a snow ghost blown from the ground by the southwest wind.

The man walked slowly, but seemed to be fast. When he saw him from the flower demon, he appeared two meters in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Kunlun.

This is the person the flower demon is waiting for.

"I know who you are."

The flower demon looked at him and wanted to see him, but she couldn't see anything except a pair of slightly narrowed eyes.

Kunlun didn't speak.

The flower demon asked again, "where's your knife?"

Kunlun still doesn't speak.

"I know you want to kill me. You wanted to kill me more than three years ago."

The flower demon changed the subject.

Kunlun didn't make a sound, and his body didn't move, just as he suddenly appeared to stand in front of the flower demon and listen to her as a stake.

"If you want to kill me, no matter where I hide and how many people protect me, you can kill me and retreat all over -- because Fang Yuan once told me that his brother Kunlun, no matter who he wants to kill, he has no second way to go except waiting for death."

The flower demon who doesn't talk much at ordinary times is like an ordinary girl, chirping like a bird.

When she mentioned the word "brother", Kunlun's body finally trembled, like being hit hard.

The flower demon continued, "you didn't kill me because Fang Yuan deliberately told me these words. He believes I can make you hear. These words are the amulet for you not to kill me. "

"If I, if I were -- he, I would not kill... A girl like you."

Kunlun finally spoke.

But his voice, like pig iron that has been drenched by the wind and rain for thousands of years, is not corrosive. It is jarred with metal, stiff, indifferent, stuttering and not smooth at all.

Maybe he just stutters, so he doesn't want to talk?

Or maybe he hasn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his vocal cords have degenerated.