Chapter 633

Hua yeshen's Guanyuan acupoint is stabbed with a silver needle. He is usually careful not to touch it. When he walks, he feels painful, not to mention being kicked?

That kind of pain, is no longer words can describe.

Her scream also lost the voice that human beings should have.

Exhausted the whole body strength, with scream to dilute the pain, but only issued just a few days old cat like cry.

Looking down at her Xuanyuan king, but looking at her with interest, shining eyes, with "pure" schadenfreude.

It seems that the cry of Hua yeshen, which is ten thousand times more painful than death, is his most appreciated sound of nature.

Since it is the sound of nature, how can it be satisfied to listen only once?

The sweat bead big of soybean rolled down from huayeshen's forehead. As soon as it fell on the platform, he kicked it again.

This time he used a lot more strength than the last time.

Huayeshen's pain, naturally magnified several times, even the scream could not be sent out, only the violent shaking of instinct.

She didn't make a scream reaction, let Xuanyuan king a little disappointed, and raised his feet, strength increased again.

Flower night God wants to die.

No matter how you die, as long as you can.

It happened that she had no strength to suffer from severe pain. If she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide, she could only make a fish out of the water, and her lips could not open and close.

Tears are not under the control of the force, like the flood gate, Hua Hua down.

"Why don't you? No more pain? "

Xuanyuan King some curious kick, didn't see flower night God have any reaction, squatted down, curled up the right middle finger, to the exposed half inch silver needle tail, gently played down.

His action finally satisfied the voice he wanted to hear.

The scream of Hua yeshen is no longer her body, but her soul.

Xuanyuan Wang was very happy, just like a child finally found the most fun toy. He bent his fingers and flicked the end of the needle.

Flower night God did not call again.

Her soul, too, had been exhausted by the emperor Xuanyuan, and her eyes began to spread slowly.

She clearly felt that she began to float in the clouds again. The white clouds were like cotton wadding, which was very comfortable on her body.

Warm sunshine, from the top of the clouds far away, sprinkles on the body is very comfortable, like a mother's hand, caressing the baby's small body in her arms, gently let her sleep.

No more waking up.

Xuanyuan didn't want her to sleep forever.

He tortured her only because she betrayed him, and because he thought her scream was very nice.

If people die, it's not fun.

In the eyes of the four great goddesses, the silver needle, which was more terrible than the maggot attached to the bone, was easily taken out by the Xuanyuan king. He took out a small black sachet from the place close to the body and picked out a small powder with his long fingernails.

This kind of powder is the color of egg yolk. Although it is only a little bit, it gives off a good smell of musk, but it can spread far away with the wind.

The left hand pinches the flower night God's mouth, the right hand little finger flicks, that powder was flicked into her mouth.

After closing her chin for her, Xuanyuan King no longer cares about her. He gets up and walks to the guardrail. He looks at the spark world with both hands on his back. His eyes are full of intoxication.

No matter how he looks at it, he can't see the beautiful scenery of China.

Whether it's day or night.

If there was a fairyland in the world, he would say that he was in fairyland now.

After the mortals come to the fairyland, they don't want to return to the world.

In the past few days since he became involved in the world, he had very little sleep, two hours at most every day.

Almost all the time, he was used to appreciate the world, reluctant to sleep.

Although he appreciates the world, he is in a daze.

Most of the time, he is watching, watching, standing asleep.

With the cold winter night wind, blowing his long bright white hair, covering his cheek, he has made a gentle snore.

His hands were still behind him, and his waist was as straight as a javelin.

He is not the only one who snores, but also Hua yeshen.

This is her sweetest sleep after being plotted by Zhanxing God. Without any pain, her muscles and nerves are relaxed to the maximum extent, and her physiological functions are recovering very quickly in her sweet sleep.

She had a dream.

Dream of Helan Fusu.

His face was in his arms.

He took her chin in his hands and slowly raised her face.

In this way, they can look at each other, very affectionate.

She smiles shyly. When she drops her eyelashes, Helan Fusu slowly lowers her head and kisses her lips.

Black butterfly wings like eyelashes, gently vibrated under, she opened her eyes.

Suddenly found that has slowly caught her red lips man, is no longer Helan Fusu.

It's Li Nanfang.

Li Nanfang yawned and wept, holding the steering wheel in his left hand and taking out his cigarette in his right hand, and murmured something.

He was very puzzled. He had just been sleeping like a dead pig for 14 hours. He had just woken up. How could he be sleepy again?

It's normal.

If people wake up from a long sleep, they will not feel full of energy, but will be more sleepy.

It's like a hangover. When you wake up, you'll have a splitting headache and be listless. But after a few more drinks, you'll feel better.

Do you want to trim the car and squint?

Li Nanfang raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned again. The idea just floated in his heart - he stomped down the brake.

All sleepiness, all with suddenly from the ground out of that person, block in front of the car, swish to disappear.

"Don't come to me if you want to die. My friend is driving a broken box, OK

Li Nanfang scolded, took off the handbrake, opened the door and jumped down.

He wants to see who this pretender is.

Suddenly appeared in front of his car, did not say, but also to the back of his hands to the front of the car, head high, make a look at the disgusting.

If you don't use your fists to teach him a lesson, it is estimated that Li Nanfang will never forgive himself in his life.

"Hey, you're so --"

Li Nanfang jumped out of the car and opened his mouth angrily. Just as he was about to make rude remarks, he immediately shut up.

Give him two more guts, he dare not scold this man.

It seems that no one ever dared to scold Jing Hongming in front of him.

Even the domineering old lady Lin did not dare.

Some people are born with a need for awe.

Since we can't scold, let alone do it, the only thing li Nanfang can do is to show filial piety with a smiling face: "Jinghong Shishu, the temperature is low at night, how can you be independent on the street when you are not at home with Aunt Wang?"

"Do you think I don't want to go home?"

Jing Hong's life did not turn back. In her indifferent tone, she was filled with resentment: "it's been ten years. As long as I'm in Beijing, as long as I can go home to rest, even if it's only half an hour, I'll go home."

Li Nanfang looked up at the sky and felt that there were at least four hours left before dawn. What's the meaning of not going home to accompany his wife and running here to stand on the street?

"In my house, there are no extra beds."

"Well, uncle Jinghong, you are not suggesting that I should buy furniture for you, are you?"

Li Nanfang has some monks who can't figure it out.

He really did not understand how Jing Hongming could say such words.

"After his son got married, he moved to northern province with his daughter-in-law."

Jing Hongming turns around, looks at Li Nanfang, and explains seriously: "even if they come back on New Year's day, they will not stay at home, but in a hotel. And it's famous for providing us with a complete two person world. So we only have one bed in our family. "

Li Nanfang became more and more confused and blinked: "so what?"

"So what?"

Jinghongming's voice when he spoke again, decibel increased a lot, but also with a strong dissatisfaction: "you even told me, so what!"

Seeing that he had a tendency to get angry, Li Nanfang subconsciously stepped back two steps. He was just about to say if your old man was out of his mind and you only had one bed. Why do you want to talk to me when he suddenly thought of something.

Jiang Muran.

The night before yesterday, Li Nanfang, for Jiang Muran's sake, was directly against the Lin family in Jinghua, which provoked old lady Lin to go out in person. When she was nearly smashed into a rotten watermelon with a crutch, Hua yeshen appeared in time.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that in order to ensure the absolute safety of Jiang Muran and let Li Nanfang go to his own business at ease, Mrs. Jing Hong offered to take doctor Jiang home as a companion.

This is what Li Nanfang would like.

Otherwise, he could not rest assured that Chiang would stay in Beijing alone.

No one, after thinking of Jing Hongming's position, will consider how many beds he has in his family.

In ordinary families, most of them prepare guest rooms, don't they?

The grand chief of the supreme Security Bureau, who still lacks a small bed for Jiang Muran?

make fun of.

It's obvious that Jing Hongming is not joking.

After Jiang Muran went to his house, he could only live with Mrs. Jinghong, but she could not——

"Uncle ten, are you too, too stingy?"

Li Nanfang, who had a clear idea of what was going on, was almost staring out of his eyes: "a big man like you is so mean that he has only one bed at home. Who will believe it if it is said? "

Jing Hongming's face is not good-looking: "do you think I'm farting?"

Li Nanfang quickly waved his hand and retreated decisively in time.

Sure enough, Jing Hongming's right foot swept his trousers.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Hongming is never shy, let alone to whom.

Li Nanfang is very clear, he and ye Xiaodao, in the eyes of several bird people of old Longteng, is the existence of a receiver.

It's like a drunkard who sees 60 years of national liquor in stock but doesn't drink it. It's hard to die.

He is worthy of fame.

After Jing Hongming kicked the air, she didn't do much, just hummed: "when my son was born, it was difficult to give birth. Your Aunt Wang almost folded on it. I feel very guilty. As soon as she woke up from danger, I made a lifelong commitment to her. "

A bed, a lifetime.

All my life, as long as I can go home, I will not go out.

This is Jing Hongming's promise to his wife.

That sounds ridiculous.

But, with sweet warmth, Li Nanfang couldn't laugh, so he had to bend down and bow to him.

Jing Hongming didn't buy it: "do you think that if you bow to me, I can break my promise?"

Li Nanfang sighed: "alas. What can I do to reassure you? "

"I heard that."

After thinking about it, Jing Hongming said, "you have opened a piece of jade of the century in the grey valley of Myanmar?"

Li Nanfang shivered several times, and then said happily: "Uncle Shi, I personally think Jiang Muran can't live in your house for nothing. Well, I'll contribute that piece of century jade as the rent for her to live in your house. "