Chapter 1540: My Respected Master
dfather has been serving me all his life. Since he passed away, I haven't found anyone as attentive as your grandfather. Now the family sends you to accompany me, what's going on How can I see Old Hon...Li Nanfang opened his eyes again.
He had already determined that he was not half asleep now, but fully awake.
Actually, he didn't want to wake up.
Because when this sweet fairy woman first appeared, he somehow superimposed her image with that of Duan Xiangning.
This would give Li Nanfang the illusion that he was talking to Duan Xiangning.
The black dragon, though desperately needing to vent, didn't want him to be vague and hazy. Immediately, it accelerated its circling and roared loudly, urging him to get up quickly and deal with the sweet woman who had brought this offering.
The Black Dragon was desperately in need of a woman to vent his desires, and this woman happened to be radiating sexual energy. If they didn't take advantage of the opportunity to pleasure her until dawn, wouldn't that be a waste of her bringing the goods to their doorstep
Heihei definitely knows Duan Xiangning is dead.
Given Long's heartless and indifferent nature, even if a woman like Duan Xiangning died, or even Yue Zichong, Hua Yeshen, or any of the women Li Nan cared about, what difference would it make
There are thousands of beautiful women in the world, why bother being infatuated with a single flower.
Wipe away your tears, keep her close in your heart, and conquer new love—that's the true meaning of life, that's how Heilong beguiled Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang disagreed.
He thought he certainly couldn't become a monk or castrate himself and go to Thailand just because Duan Xiangning had died. He still had to continue researching the great question of life's origins and its ultimate destination with his sisters, aunts, and grandmothers. But not now.
To be precise, it is not possible within seven days.
For Duan Xiangning's seven-day mourning, Li Nanfang offered his utmost devotion as a testament to his profound love for her.
And it is the thinnest of all.
If there weren't so many things Li Nanfang still needed to do, he would stay here with her for at least three months.
He would absolutely not agree to Hei Long, especially on Duan Xiangning's grave.
If he were to be driven by the Black Dragon, then he would be here, entangled with this mysterious and alluring woman. That would be a disrespect to Duan Xiangning.
Even though what he had was throbbing painfully now, almost tearing through his pants, when he heard the sweet woman say those two words, "dead person," he used all his might to suppress the anger and desire burning in his heart. With a sincere tone of voice, he said: "I'll say it one last time. No matter who you are, please leave immediately. Otherwise, you'll regret it."
The sweet woman smiled again.
This time it was just a simple smile, a flirtatious smile, her waist twisted even more beautifully, mesmerizing. It wasn't like she was walking, but rather dancing, her jade feet lightly tapping the ground, she walked to where Li Nanfang could reach her with a single step.
Since she was so easily within reach, if Li Nanfang didn't kick her hard in the crotch, just like kicking a ball and sending her flying, that would be a disservice to all her hard work.
Although Li Nanfang enjoys sensual beauties like 主勤 flirting with him, when he doesn't feel like it, it's best to take advice and scram. Otherwise, he'll give you a taste of his big foot.
Bodhisattva Ma couldn't have imagined in her dreams that when she thought she had already easily seduced Li Nanfang, he would kick her with his big foot.
Why is she so confident, thinking she has already captivated Li Nanfang
As Bodhisattva Man approached, he immediately saw that Li Nanshan's trousers had a small tent propped up.
She didn't know that, before she arrived, Li Nanshan had already been in this state.
So she naively thought that by slightly showing off her charm, she had captivated the legendary dark star.
Next, she will let him die a disgusting death in pleasures he has never experienced.
As long as he dies, the black dragon hidden in his body will perish.
Without the Black Dragon, Emperor XuanYuan could no longer achieve her impossible dreams. She could only resign herself to staying faithfully in the Blazing Valley of Kunlun Mountain.
Then, the world will be at peace.
If you step out of the "Indian Tiandu Gate", you will be at the bottom, no longer afraid of being exposed. You can fully pursue the delayed happiness and enjoy a comfortable and pleasant life.
Thinking of the biggest wish Tianzhu Men had held for a thousand years, it would be fulfilled right here and now. Bodhisattva Man trembled with excitement.
As happiness was about to envelop me, I felt a surreal sense of flight.
Oh.
Wrong.
This feeling of flight is not untrue, but very, very real.
She is flying in the sky.
Not only is it real, but it also hurts.
Her left hip bone felt as if it had been smashed by a giant hammer, the pain was so intense that her vision darkened. She could no longer bear it and let out a scream: “Ah!”
Then, there was a dull thud.
The Bodhisattva was so fragrant, her body smashing into the grass, Mother Earth showed her no mercy. Her solid chest received the impact, leaving her feeling like every bone in her body was about to shatter.
What's going on
Instinctively, Bodhisattva Man, who had been knocked to the ground sideways, felt a sharp pain before her mind registered it and she rolled over to get up.
Just got up and fell to the ground again.
It wasn't because any of her bones were broken, it was purely the pain. The pain was so intense that all her strength was going into resisting it, leaving her no energy to stand up.
No matter how long the road is, as long as you keep moving forward, there will be a day when you reach the end.
Even if it hurts all over, as long as the bones aren't broken, keep pushing yourself to get up, and you'll always manage to stand up.
The Bodhisattva swayed his massive frame a few times before standing up.
Her face was still veiled in black, and the golden jeweled dress beneath it remained unscathed despite nearly being killed. Yet, when she looked at Li Nanfang's eyes, there wasn't a hint of contempt, only fear and disbelief.
She truly didn't understand. Li Nanfang, who had already stood up, how could he possibly kick her away with such force
This is simply too unscientific.
Don't say she has already begun to radiate sweetness, letting her fragrance linger by the Dragon River. Even without [mentioning something], as a man, he shouldn't bear to stomp on such a peerless beauty with his big feet.
Li Nanshan just had to do it.
What's going on
What went wrong
Just as Lady Bosata was glaring at Li Nanfang, gritting her teeth to resist the searing pain radiating from her hip bone, she heard Li Nanfang speak: "Beauty, I'm in a terrible mood right now. Please scram and don't come bothering me again."
Bodhisattva Ma knew that Li Nanshan was in a bad mood now, after all, he had buried the woman with her own hands last night who was willing to die for him.
The worse a man's mood gets, doesn't he tend to like using ways to torture women to vent his inner pain
There are many ways to torment a woman, but only this one is most suitable for Li Nanfang now.
He, however, adopted the most unscientific method, which left even Guanyin bewildered and speechless.
She could hear extreme impatience, even a suppressed murderous intent, from Li Nanshan's seemingly relaxed voice.
In normal times, a Bodhisattva wouldn't go and provoke such a mad dog.
Now she had to go and provoke him.
Not only provoke him, but also kill him!
Only when Li Nanfang dies can the tens of thousands of followers of the Indian Heavenly State Gate live a happy life.
Thus, to fulfill the late Bodhisattva Ma's wish and for the happiness of tens of thousands of disciples, Bodhisattva Ma gritted her silver teeth, took a deep breath.
Just now, she was too careless.
She thought, based on what she knew of Li Nanshan, he was a shameless lecher who couldn't resist beautiful women and only wanted to sleep with them.
To deal with such scum, simply walk over gracefully, letting him clearly feel that she wants to deeply love him, and he will immediately fall head over heels — ultimately, being happily drowned.
The searing pain coming from her hip told Bodhisattva Man that she was wrong.
She underestimated Li Nanfang.
Or perhaps he simply ignored Li Nanfang's feelings for Duan Xiangning, which allowed him to kick her aside when he needed a woman. He didn't want to sully that love affair.
"Any love, in the face of such blatant flesh, will be utterly extinguished. Li Nanfang, why would you refuse this feast that has descended from heaven for the sake of a dead woman"
Suddenly, the Bodhisattva Man began to sing in a nasal voice, a tune with an Indian flavor. She repeated these words over and over in the local dialect. As she did so, her left foot suddenly flew back, lifting her black silk skirt and revealing the gold-hued jeweled robe around her waist and her white legs.
She began flailing her arms and kicking her legs.
Each of her labors greatly exceeded the expectations of Li Nanfang, her sole audience. It was strange, yet incredibly alluring.
As Bodhisattva's alluring pose was revealed, the black gauze drifted like a faint cloud, being carried far by the wind before being caught by a thicket of bushes.
Sixteen Days of Demon Dance.
After enduring a kick, the ruthless nature of Li Nanfang was fully revealed to Bo Sa Ma. Finally, she took out her rarely used ultimate move.
Even at the age of seventeen, Bodhisattva Ma had already mastered the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dances.
However, she has only used it twice so far.
Once was against Hu 滅 Tang, once was against Li Nánfāng.
As for other men, like Yue Qingke and the rest, they are nowhere near qualified to make her unleash her ultimate moves.
After being kicked hard and losing all face, the disgraced Po Shu Man actually dared to compare Li Nanfang with Lao Hu.
Alas.
If God could speak, he would surely sigh: "Silly child, you don't need to go through all this trouble. All you had to do was walk gracefully like just now, and Li Nanfang would have obediently done as you wished. After all, he can no longer control the Black Dragon. Didn't you see his eyes starting to turn red"
Having suffered a major setback once, Bodhisattva Man, who had become particularly cautious, noticed that Li Nanfang's eyes were slowly turning red.
And, a stagnant madness, was rapidly rising.
She was secretly delighted.
After using my trump card, I finally achieved the desired effect.
Similar to the sweet scent of a snake essence pouch, it actually has no effect on Li Nanfang's bull**.
He suddenly turned as green as a bull, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Bodhisattva Barbarian purely because of her strange posture and the nasal humming she sang out like an enchanting spell.
Dragons are serpents, and serpents by nature are lewd.
When Li Nánfāng walked down the street and saw a sexy woman, he would get dirty thoughts about sleeping with her. What's more, when B Tát Màn performed the world's first beautiful dance
If he's not willing to ride this beauty and enjoy the thrill, then sorry, but Bodhisattva can only offer his services on a professional basis.
Poor Bodhisattva was oblivious, secretly delighting in herself. She thought Li Nanfang, like Lao Hu, had already fallen deep into a seductive illusion after she unleashed the Sixteen Heaven Demon Dance Technique. She worked diligently, humming and singing with even more fervor.
Lao Hu bit his tongue, breaking her Heavenly Demon Dance Divine Skill, a near-fatal lesson that felt like yesterday.
How could Bodhisattva Ma dare to slack off even a little bit
"Oh, come here, my esteemed master. Please punish your servant and put me to death!"
The Bodhisattva was breathing with difficulty, when a shower of gold ornaments flew up, and a snowy white leg lifted.
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