Chapter 1292

Fang Yuan is not an invulnerable pervert now. Although his physical quality is better than that of most normal people, he can't stand ye Mingmei banging his head against the rock wall.

The first time he slammed, Fang Yuan knew that the back of his head was broken.

If you don't resist and let this crazy woman fool around, your round head will eventually turn into a rotten watermelon.

He still had too many things to do. Of course, he didn't want to turn his head into a rotten watermelon. With a roar, he suddenly lowered his head and hit Ye Mingmei's chest.

If you put it in the past, such a powerful head cone as Fang Yuan hit Ye Mingmei's chest, it is estimated that she will have to break several sternum, and maybe her life will be in danger.

But now the head cone he hit with all his strength can only shake Ye Mingmei away. Like a white bat, he circled in mid air and rushed over in laughter.

She didn't mind her fluorescent eyes, which could make the square see clearly, and she was not afraid that he had waved the army stab and stabbed her hard.

She wants Fangyuan to kill her.

After seeing that she would become such a monster with her own eyes, ye Mingmei could not use less than 15 Ways to try to end her ugly life, but whether she killed herself with a knife, hanged herself, hit a stone with her head, flooded with water... She couldn't die.

"Madam wants you to live and form a three person group with two other people, then you have to live."

This is what Yanyin envoy, who served Ye Mingmei, told her seriously when she tried to commit suicide for the 16th time.

The Yanyin envoy who thought she would serve ye Mingmei all her life. Just after saying this, her head was smashed into a rotten watermelon -- Yanyin envoy seems very interested, but she doesn't deserve to be invulnerable after all, so she can't resist the bronze oil lamp smashed by Ye Mingmei in her madness.

Before she died, envoy Yanyin told ye Mingmei everything she needed to know. If it wasn't Zhang Lianghua's Ye Mingmei, she couldn't see a slutty girl who couldn't live without a man. She always talked about it in front of her.

Smashing a nasty nagging ghost's head with a bronze oil lamp is undoubtedly the most direct way to solve irritability.

So ye Mingmei hopes that Fang Yuan can kill her as she did when she smashed Yanyin envoy.

She doesn't want to live in this world anymore. It's her last and only wish to die in her little hands.

Of course, it must be based on the premise that she must die together with the surrounding area.

With a puff, when ye Mingmei rushed again without dodging, the Fangyuan military stab stabbed her in the heart. Her body just paused. She held Fangyuan's chin with both hands and forced him to open his mouth. Regardless of his military stab, she stabbed her and kissed her deeply.

Fang Yuan gave up the useless stabbing.

Ye Mingmei can still kiss him "oblivious", which means that his killer has no effect, and even suddenly her heart doesn't work.

Mrs. Jiuyou is right. A mackerel who has become a mackerel after drinking tears can't be killed.

At least, it can't be killed.

In heaven and earth, only Mrs. Jiuyou can kill the mackerel: in her hand, she has a death sickle that can cut everything.

Since the army spike in Fang Yuan's hand is not a death sickle, even if he tries again, it is not futile and useless work, which will only consume his own strength?

After Fangyuan stopped the assassination, she tasted the fishy smell of fresh fish from ye Mingmei's mouth.

No wonder Fangyuan smelled fishy before she appeared.

Ye Mingmei has fishy smell in her mouth, which doesn't mean that her genes have been changed and she will naturally smell fishy after becoming a shark, but she can only eat raw fish for a living during this period of time.

She wanted to go on a hunger strike.

Fasting is also a decent way to die, but it's a pity that ye Mingmei will itch if she doesn't eat for more than 12 hours. That taste is even worse than death, forcing her to eat.

With a clatter, the military spike dropped from Fangyuan's hand and hit the ground, splashing a faint blue spark.

Ye Mingmei wrapped around him and kissed him for five minutes. Just when he was about to run out of gas, she reluctantly raised her head, took out a flashlight from him, turned it on and threw it out.

Fang Yuan can't imagine that after the sudden increase of force value, ye Mingmei's technology is also natural. The flashlight was steadily thrown on a prominent rock in front of her left.

Like a pair of dancers on the stage, the whole stage is shrouded in darkness. Only their position has a circular light column, which makes them stand out.

Now this flashlight has that effect.

Fang Yuan could see ye Mingmei kneeling in his arms. Unconsciously, he had held her knees with his hands. She was a little higher than him. She looked at him condescending, slowly stretched out her hand, bent her index finger and scraped gently on his nose. He said softly, "little darling, think of a way to let me die."

"I don't want to live like this."

Ye Mingmei said low, "all year round, I live in this black world like a beautiful water mouse -- the dead woman (Yanyin envoy) once said that before I die, I must live here and know that my hair and hair turn white, just like those white zongzi in the tomb raiding movie. If I leave here for more than twelve hours, I will itch everywhere -- "

After saying this, ye Mingmei suddenly shivered.

It can be seen that she was so afraid of the itch that she couldn't bear to die.

"Little darling, help me and let me die."

Ye Mingmei bowed her head, kissed her cold lips gently on her round mouth, and quietly said, "help me, please."

Fang Yuan bit his lips hard, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

He didn't care whether he killed Ye Mingmei, and even didn't want to pursue who pretended to be him to kill her. He just heard her soul crying from ye Mingmei's low plea.

But he couldn't help her.

She can't crack the gene. She's already immortal.

She is not the kind of corpse poisoning in Mobei. She can strangle her by strangling her neck with a strong steel wire -- her powerful mutant genes have made her "immune" to air, poison and weight.

Perhaps only nuclear weapons can relieve her pain.

Nuclear weapons -- are they sold in supermarkets?

Even if he can really get that thing according to the skills and means of stealing saints around, can he do it?

"Why don't you talk?"

Ye Mingmei lowered her head, put her cheek on her face, and slowly closed her eyes, but her heart beat faster and faster, and her breathing was faster and faster, which was a precursor to frequent madness.

"I, I will think of a way to make you return to normal."

Fang Yuan said dryly.

Ye Mingmei asked dreamily, "how long?"

"I don't know."

Fang Yuan can't lie.

"Little darling, do you know a person who doesn't know how terrible it is to live in this place and how crazy he wants to be?"

How long can ye Mingmei stop pestering Fang Yuan before she can find a way to free her and change the topic.

Clearly feel her heart beating more and more strongly, as if in the next moment, a heterosexual will cut open her chest and drill out. After that, Fang Yuan finally knows what fear is: she is going crazy.

Fang Yuan didn't have the slightest assurance that he could stop the crazy Ye Mingmei. He could only say in a hoarse voice, "you, you can go out and go to Lihua mountain, as long as you can come back in twelve hours. There is still your house on the bright mountain. "

"Do you want me to go up and live?"

Ye Mingmei opened her eyes. Her white eyes seemed to be burning. She spoke word by word, just like Kunlun.

Fang Yuan didn't dare to look into her eyes, turned his face and nodded heavily, "HMM."

"Then, what do you think of me, man?"

Ye Mingmei's mouth was trembling and her teeth were trembling: "yes, it's aunt four, or ye, ye --"

"Whoever you are, I will treat you well."

Fang Yuan doesn't know what to say. His brain hurts badly.

"But I, but I don't want to, go, go?"

Ye Mingmei's face is twisted, and she is still forced to smile: "I don't want to let people know that you, your and your fourth aunt, your monster, still maintain this dirty relationship."

"Why bother others?"

Fang Yuan asked.

"I can't ignore it. Whether I'm a person or a ghost, I'm your fourth aunt. Even if I want to be with you, I can only be in a place where there is no one. Isn't this the best place for our tryst? Giggle, darling, do you think so? "

Ye Mingmei's voice suddenly became smooth, and her body did not shake, but her eyes turned blood red, like two clusters of beating flames.

She finally couldn't suppress her magic, even though she had done her best.

Fang Yuan's heart sank completely and wanted to throw her out, and then jumped into the underground Hanoi below -- but if he really dared to do so, ye Mingmei would follow suit and kill outside.

If ye Mingmei can become like this, Fangyuan has an unshirkable responsibility.

If the rats and others waiting for him outside must be affected in order to avoid her, he is committing a crime and is no longer qualified to be the boss of anyone.

So he looked at the bright leaves with fire burning in his eyes and smiled, "what do you think?"

"What do you say?"

Ye Mingmei giggled, at the tip of her tongue, gently lifted her upper lip.

"I can only do, not good at speaking."

He said he could only do it. After saying that, he let go, but before ye Mingmei's feet fell to the ground, he raised his hand, grabbed her left ankle, turned it up, and pressed it on the rock wall independently.

Some time ago, some young people of Sao Bao always showed the posture of a word horse on the Internet. It is estimated that some of them have loved in this way, and they don't know to spread it to make everyone open their eyes.

"Little darling, if only you had been here with me all your life."

When Fang Yuan used his practical actions to make ye Mingmei's eyebrows suddenly wrinkle and stretch out, and the flame in her eyes began to sing, she said happily.

Fang Yuan's action did not stop: "no, I have something to do."

"What if I -- oh, what if I have to keep you?"

Ye Mingmei's sharp index fingers of both hands gently cried when they slipped blood marks on her back.

"Then you'll get my body."

Fang Yuan held her waist and let himself stick to the rock wall. He felt more powerful in this posture.

"You, you'll die -- after you die, I'll bury you here. Oh! "

Ye Mingmei said intermittently, and then burst out laughing: "little darling, you won't forget what is the biggest characteristic of mackerels?"

In ancient books, it is said that the biggest characteristic of the mackerel people is that they indulge in debauchery and debauchery, and have the habit of eating the men who interact with her raw.

People have no love, only sex.

When ye Mingmei felt that the surrounding area was boring, then his time of death came.

Fang Yuan didn't say a word, but raised his hand and pumped it in the most elastic place.

Wow, there are water drops in the distance, like rain.