Strongest Guard

It was a very scary, very real, yet very, very fascinating dream.    

In her dream, she went back to the night that she had just married Meng Dongguo. She slept like hell after drinking a few more cups, but was woken up by the pain in the middle of the night.    

However, when she saw the man's face clearly, she felt as if she had suddenly fallen from the clouds into hell.    

In order to keep her forever, that top quality husband of hers had actually let another man do what he was supposed to do instead of him.    

The replacement had died. It had died a miserable death.    

However, even if she crushed his bones and scattered his ashes, Helan Xiaoxin was still unable to walk out of the shadows of that night. Even though she had tried countless times to indulge herself, the result only made her more and more afraid, causing her to tremble in fear even in her dreams.    

She had that dream again, that man.    

She wanted to wake up and strangle that man to death, bite him to death and tear him into pieces!    

But she couldn't wake up.    

It was an incredibly real dream. It made her feel as if she was flying in the sky. She saw the sun above the clouds. One moment she was screaming, and another moment she was singing crazily.    

The man who had acquired her for the first time, the huge psychological trauma that had been left behind for her, had miraculously dissipated as she flew into the clouds in her dream.    

"The four seas are at peace, the song and dance is at peace"    

She finally overcame the psychological trauma that had plagued her like a demon for so many years. From her experience of drinking water and blending together, she finally tasted the soreness that she should have felt a long time ago.    

Just very tired.    

Never tired, just want to snuggle in the embrace of the cloud, in the warm sun, so long sleep.    

Die in this dream.    

The living would wake up no matter how tired and unwilling they were.    

"Hai."    

With a sigh of satisfaction, Helan Xiaoxin slowly opened her eyes and closed them.    

The bright sun was too bright for her eyes to adjust.    

This sleep was both comfortable and humiliating.    

En, it meant that he had lost it.    

Helan Xiaoxin smiled shyly as she remembered the feeling of flying in the sky again. She turned over — it was very painful.    

As if she had been electrocuted, the nerve endings all over Helan Xiaoxin's body woke up and rapidly transmitted the true feelings that came from somewhere in her body to her cerebral cortex.    

Pain.    

What's going on there?    

Helan Xiaoxin's body suddenly quivered as she heard the sound of steady breathing resounding in her ears.    

She opened her eyes and saw a chest.    

A man's chest.    

It wasn't very wide, but it was very sturdy. It was covered in colorful tattoos and many scars. The chest rose and fell with the breathing of the cultivator.    

As for her, she was lying in this very embrace. Her right leg was resting on his waist. There was a faint bruise on it. It was obvious that she had pinched it.    

Who, who is he?    

I … Why would I sleep with him?    

This … this was all in a dream!    

Suddenly, Helan Xiaoxin thought of her beautiful dream that had just ended.    

In a beautiful dreamlike fantasy, that man was also covered in tattoos. There were many scars on his chest that were left behind by her long nails.    

So, he was still dreaming.    

Helan Xiaoxin laughed at herself. She closed her eyes for the second time and stretched her body — it was not a dream.    

The pain in his dream should not be so real!    

I was slept in by a man.    

After an unknown period of time, Helan Xiaoxin slowly began to accept that this was not a dream, but reality.    

She opened her eyes, raised her head, and looked into the man's face.    

The owner of this face was sleeping peacefully. It was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere a long time ago.    

Who are you?    

When that thought slowly surfaced in Helan Xiaoxin's mind, the man opened his eyes and looked into hers. After a moment, he lightly said: "I am Ye Shen, this is Jindi Club. Last night you came to play with one of your sisters, and you took an overdose of aphrodisiac. In order to save you, I had to put you to sleep. "No need to thank me. This is my responsibility, and the only thing I can do is to do so."    

"Ye … Ye Shen?"    

Helan Xiaoxin's voice was hoarse, as if she was asking a man, or even asking herself, "Did I come to Jindi Club last night?"    

Lee Nanfang sat up and walked towards the bathroom: "Think about it carefully, you'll remember."    

Helan Xiaoxin kept her position of looking towards the washroom. She was as still as a statue. There was a whistle coming from inside. It was ethereal and pleasant, like an invisible hand pulling her thoughts back to last night.    

She remembered.    

Remembering that he had called Yue Zitong yesterday evening and asked her to relax at the clubhouse, he specially prepared two bottles of red wine. One of them contained number 1 and 7.    

They had to take advantage of this opportunity to destroy Yue Zitong's body and soul, and thus gain complete control of her.    

Helan Xiaoxin's plan was perfect. There were almost no flaws, but an accident occurred.    

She met her ex-husband, Meng Dongguo, at the top of the stairs.    

Meng Dongguo clearly didn't have the capabilities of a man, so it didn't matter how he came here to make fun of Ye Zichen.    

Most importantly, after Helan Xiaoxin had met him, her nearly perfect plan had completely escaped her control. First, Ol 'Three had been drinking too much and wanted to molest her. Yue Zitong had brazenly attacked and knocked them down.    

Then, furious to the point of losing her mind, Helan Xiaoxin used her high heels to turn all three of them into eunuchs. When she finished her phone call and rushed to the Supreme Preceptor's box, an indescribable resentment made her forget her original intention of coming to the clubhouse.    

Before she came to the box, Yue Zitong had already drunk one bottle of red wine for herself, leaving the other one for her.    

Helan Xiaoxin, who had forgotten her original purpose, drank the bottle of red wine mixed with numbers one and seven — and then, she fell into a fever she had never felt before and longed for a man to help her quench her thirst.    

Compared to Lee Nanfang, Helan Xiaoxin was more clear on how powerful Number Seven was.    

Number 7 didn't have any antidote other than asking for a man's help.    

Therefore, when she woke up, she felt a burning pain and saw Ye Shen.    

It turned out that the dream of crazily entangling with a man last night was not a dream, but a real one.    

After Helan Xiaoxin figured out the cause and effect, she painfully closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face.    

He was reaping what he sowed.    

She thought of this idiom, and only these four words could describe her foolish actions of harming others instead of herself.    

She hated herself, hated Meng Dongguo, Third Bro and the others, hated Ye Shen, and hated Yue Zitong even more!    

How could she have forgotten that red wine had been drugged just because she was angry?    

She hated Meng Dongguo and the others. If it wasn't for their sudden appearance, she wouldn't be so angry.    

She hated Ye Shen, he dared to take over him!    

She hated Yue Zitong even more. Why didn't she let her burn to death while Ye Shen tortured her for the whole night?    

She would rather die than be tainted by any man.    

Meng Dongguo can't die yet, but Third Bro and the others are definitely going to die.    

Ye Shen, who had tainted her innocence, was going to die. Yue Zitong — even more so!    

Only when these people died would she feel better and feel clean again, just like the man she had killed with her own hands years ago, who felt like the kind and pure Helan Xiaoxin again.    

The first to die was number three, followed by Ye Shen and then Yue Zitong.    

Letting Old Third and the rest die was not worth it for Helan Xiaoxin to waste her time thinking about. All she needed to do was make a phone call, and the rubbish that would endanger the world would disappear without reason from the world.    

Killing Ye Shen shouldn't be too difficult. It was normal for him to suddenly encounter a car accident while walking on the street.    

As for how Yue Zitong would die, Helan Xiaoxin had to make a good plan. She would live to the fullest before the value of her use was squeezed dry.    

Seeing that they were all good sisters, Helan Xiaoxin decided to let her die in joy. The third product would definitely be able to complete this task. Currently, there were no less than 300 people who, after injecting the third pill, had happily ascended to the Immortal Realm.    

"Are you thinking of how to kill me?"    

Just as Helan Xiaoxin closed her eyes and a cruel smile appeared on her charming face, the man's voice sounded from beside the bed.    

"Why should I kill you?"    

Helan Xiaoxin's long eyelashes trembled. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Lee Nanfang with a smile. "Why would I have such an idea?"    

"Look at your legs."    

Lee Nanfang had a towel wrapped around his neck. He looked down at her with a disdainful smile on his face: "If you could accept reality peacefully, then you wouldn't pinch me so hard."    

When Helan Xiaoxin turned around to look, she found that the long fingernails of her right thumb and forefinger had already pierced into her right leg.    

Earlier, she hated him to death and was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice that he was pinching her leg and that she was feeling pain.    

"I feel like I'm dreaming. I can't feel the pain."    

Helan Xiaoxin maintained her frightening composure. She raised her hand and looked at her bloody fingers. After taking a few deep breaths, she smiled and said, "Now I am sure that this is the truth." Can you sit down? I'm not used to talking with my head held high. "    

Lee Nanfang didn't sit down: "You didn't come to look for a man last night."    

Helan Xiaoxin was stunned and asked instead of answering, "Hur Hur, could it be that I'm here to look for a woman?"    

"If you were looking for a man, you wouldn't want to kill me right now."    

Lee Nanfang narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "Now I suspect that the red wine mixed with aphrodisiac is not for you. It's for the woman who came with you."    

With a bang, Helan Xiaoxin's heart skipped a beat. She immediately sat up and yelled harshly, "What aphrodisiac!?"    

Lee Nanfang frowned and asked in puzzlement, "You don't know that the wine you brought with you last night contained the evil and overbearing aphrodisiac?"    

"What?" The red wine I drank last night had aphrodisiac in it? "    

Helan Xiaoxin's face turned pale. She lifted her feet and wanted to grab onto Lee Nanfang's arm, but her knees went soft. With a moan, she collapsed to the ground, hands supporting her body as she lowered her head. Her black hair draped over her face, covering it.    

Lee Nanfang also sat cross-legged on the floor: "Didn't you bring the red wine you drank last night?"    

"Yes, I brought it."    

Helan Xiaoxin slowly raised her head, her face devoid of any color. With the corner of her mouth, the corners of her eyes could not help but twitch. "That … That was when I met my ex-husband. He gave it to me. It was of great significance … I had been reluctant to drink it."    

Lee Nanfang understood: "You don't know that the wine was drugged."    

"How would I know?"    

Helan Xiaoxin murmured, "When I come to the clubhouse, is there a need to drink alcohol with medicine to show how ugly I am after the drug breaks out? Zitong — the friend who accompanied me last night, did you see it too? "