Strongest Guard

Ye Xiaodao's eyes narrowed as he asked slowly.    

Sui Yueyue looked at him and replied, "You should ask this question. Thirteenth Sister, are you really determined to become a Great Poisonous Owl and help Lee Nanfang manage this evil land?"    

Ye Xiaodao was a kind person. He got up and asked, "Thirteenth Sister-in-Law, are you really determined to become a Great Poisonous Owl and help Lee Nanfang manage this evil land?"    

Lifting her foot and stepping lightly on the ground, Sui Yueyue said, "Taking root here might be my true purpose in coming to this world."    

"That's good."    

Ye Xiaodao laughed. "Sometimes, I have to admire Xie Fourth Uncle's sharp eyes."    

"Who's Xie Fourth Uncle?"    

Sui Yueyue immediately asked, "Did he arrange for me to come here?"    

"You'll see him later. If you have a child with Lee Nanfang, your child will call him Master. With him around, I really can't think of anyone who would dare to bully a single hair on your head. "    

When Ye Xiaodao said this, his tone was quite flat. It was impossible to tell that he was bragging at all.    

However, even if he blew all the experts in the world together, he might not be as domineering as he was now.    

Sui Yueyue was deeply impressed by him. She put her hands on her waist, feeling extremely blessed.    

"I know you still have your unfulfilled wish. However, that's not a problem. "    

Ye Xiaodao nodded in return and said, "If you want that woman to die, then he will die. If Lee Nanfang doesn't want to help you, I'll help you. "    

Sui Yueyue shook her head. "I don't want her to die."    

Ye Xiaodao was a bit surprised: "What, you want to repay this kindness with virtue? "This, this is not okay."    

He was worried that once Sui Yueyue was kind, she wouldn't be able to do the job of Boss of South Region.    

The boss of the Southern District had to be insidious, sinister, cold-blooded, and capricious — in short, Jack had strongly recommended Lili, who had taken a fancy to her "virtues."    

This was also the main reason why Helan Xiaoxin could become the big boss behind the scenes in the south district.    

Under the silver moonlight, Sui Yueyue's smile was like a flower. "Sometimes, death is the greatest release."    

Seeing this beautiful girl smiling so charmingly under the moonlight, Ye Xiaodao couldn't help but shiver. He didn't dare to meet her gaze anymore and turned his head back to look at Ma Ci: "What about you? Have you thought about it carefully?"    

If Sui Yueyue was born to be the boss of the Southern District, then she had followed Ye Xiaodao around everywhere. After going through countless hardships, she finally found the most suitable land for him to grow up in.    

Spurs liked Golden Triangle.    

There were countless women, casinos that didn't sleep all night, and the air was full of freedom. Just one glance at it and he had a deep infatuation with it.    

His brother-in-law had said that if he insisted on staying, apart from Thirteenth Sister-in-Law and Alice, he could play with all the other women in the entire Golden Triangle. No matter what skin color they had, it didn't matter which language they spoke.    

He didn't have to worry about the issue of money, nor did he have to worry about which woman would become the boss and which casino would be the boss. Someone would use their brother-in-law to punish him.    

He could bet, he could rob, he could rob whatever he wanted, but one thing was, he must not take drugs, otherwise Ye Xiaodao would break his fifth limb!    

Without the spurs of the fifth limb, it was a fate worse than death.    

The spurs only had one mission, and that was to ensure Thirteen's safety.    

If necessary, he could ignore Alice.    

This quest was absolutely child's play for Spurs.    

If it were not for Ye Xiaodao's pressure that made him think for eight hours, he would have turned into a pecking chicken and lowered his head.    

Seeing that the spurs nodded faster than a chicken pecking at rice, a strong sense of sadness surfaced on Ye Xiaodao's face. He held him in his arms and softly said with a tone that had never been gentle before, "I think your sister will definitely blame me for agreeing to throw you in this damn place."    

Spurs was flattered. He wanted to struggle free, but did not dare to. He could only say, "Sister will only be grateful to you."    

"Spurs, remember."    

Ye Xiaodao was moved. He cupped his brother-in-law's chin with both hands, stared into his eyes and softly said, "If I meet someone as good as Helan Xiaoxin, she must be kept for me. "Or else — your sister will never be at peace in the underworld."    

Spurs shuddered in fear. "I … I swear to God … Sister, she will be at ease!"    

"That's good."    

Ye Xiaodao rubbed the spurs on his bald head and looked to the east, "Ai, the sky is about to brighten. Why is there no result?"    

Before dawn, there would always be a time when it was the darkest.    

This was the darkness before dawn.    

In the extreme west region mentioned by the ancient people, there was a mountain called Kunlun.    

The First Godly Mountain, the Myriad Ancestor Mountain, was the natural barrier between Gu Hwaxia and the west. It was considered the edge of the world by the ancient people, and on the mountain, there was a ten thousand year old snow, but in the valley, there were also flowers that did not melt after four hours, as well as countless rare birds and strange beasts.    

Of course, the so-called precious birds and strange beasts were all recorded in ancient books. Right now, it was already difficult to find a snow leopard, let alone the fact that this was the territory of the Western Queen Mother.    

However, there was one thing for sure. Just like the Shennongjia, which was located in the heart of the mountain and was unfathomable to modern people, there were many unknown existences in Mount Kunlun, which stretched for 2500 kilometers.    

For example, under this strange mountain covered with ten thousand years of snow, there was a valley that was recorded in an ancient book.    

Above the valley, it was shrouded by a thick mist all year round. The plane carrying the most advanced detection camera could not shoot anything under the white mist when it flew over.    

The white fog was made up of tiny water particles, and the water had a reflective function, so when the sun came out, the sunlight would shine on these water molecules, and after layers of reflection, it would finally form a complete sun, hanging over the valley.    

It was within reach.    

The abundant sunlight and abundant water raised countless strange flowers and plants, as well as countless rare birds and strange beasts.    

There was still another group of people.    

This place was the paradise that Tao Yuanming had been bitterly searching for so many years.    

The paradise had its day, so naturally, it also had its darkest moment before dawn.    

On the eastern side of the valley, there was a wide, man-made tunnel. The ground was smooth and the green stone walls on both sides of the tunnel were carved with exquisite murals.    

The frescoes depicted lifelike figures, horses, sheep, and other grasslands.    

In every set of frescoes, people were different, but there was always a snake.    

In the legends, whether it was the ancestor of the human race, Emperor Xuan-Yuan, or the sky-mending Nuwa Empress, they all had heads and bodies covered in snakes. It was they who created the human race and taught them all kinds of skills to survive.    

That was why many books said that snakes were the totems of the Chinese people.    

As for the dragons that appeared later, there were snakes that evolved.    

Legend has it that the ancestors who worshipped the snake totem one day suffered an invasion from a tribe that believed in the deer totem. After fighting back, they finally exterminated that race. They felt that their totem was very ugly, but the antlers on their heads looked very impressive.    

As a result, a pair of antlers appeared on the ancestor's snake totem.    

Later, there was the invasion of a fish-worshipping totem. Everyone fought back, and finally — this fish totem was really ugly, but its scales were quite good. Let's put it on my snake's body.    

As a result, the ancestor's serpent totem became covered in scales.    

Later — in short, now that the five-clawed dragons look like snakes, all the antlers and other things that snakes don't have were taken from their totems after they exterminated the other races and glorified them.    

With the Dragon Totem, the original serpent became a cold-blooded animal that everyone was afraid of. However, people still respected it, so the Twelve Birds of Life called it a little dragon.    

Until now, in some places, the little dragon still possessed a lofty status that the five-clawed dragon could not compare to.    

In the valley deep within Mount Kunlun, in the hall deep within the tunnel, there was a statue of Emperor Xuanyuan with a human head and a snake body.    

Only when one looked up would they be able to see the black stone altar beneath Emperor Xuanyuan's statue on his waist. It was a heavy rectangle with an area of ten square meters.    

On both sides of the altar, nine candles, each as thick as an arm, were burning. From time to time, the candles would explode, letting out a loud popping sound.    

In front of the altar were the three beasts and six beasts, as well as the brightly colored strange fruits.    

Inside the three-legged cauldron, there were three eternal incense sticks. Each incense was as thick as a rolling pin, and the white ashes after burning would last for tens of thousands of years.    

The wind that blew through the tunnel onto the incense, causing the white incense to splatter and fall into the bronze cauldron.    

When the wind was stronger, it would fall out of the cauldron and into the human groove behind the three beasts and six animals.    

According to the tradition passed down through the ages of Raging Flames, one day, a rejuvenated person would be placed on the altar, placed in a human shaped groove, and beheaded by the executioner with the ghost blade. His blood would flow along the strange patterns on the altar, flowing to the legs of the statue, that is, the tail of a snake.    

The blood would slowly seep up the legs of the statue. Only when the eyes of the statue, which was more than ten meters tall, turned a demonic red did Raging Flames finally have the mission of surviving for a thousand years.    

His eyes turned red, King Xuanyuansheng.    

Diurnal Male and Night Female, the world is the same.    

Apart from the elders, who would have thought that King Xuanyuan, who wore a golden mask and looked like a beautiful woman, would turn into a handsome and handsome man every time night fell?    

Just like how day was the sun and night was the yin, a man was the yang, and a woman was the yin.    

King Xuanyuan should be a man by day and a woman by night in order to conform to the Dao of Yin and Yang.    

However, in the past thousand years, Raging Flames King Xuanyuan had been a day girl and a night man. He had completely reversed Yin and Yang and was unable to unleash his unrivalled supernatural powers.    

If he wanted the deity statue to turn red and King Xuanyuan to be reborn into Diurnal Male and Night Female, returning to the righteous path of Yin and Yang, the only way would be to find the rejuvenated person and use his real body to worship the deity statue.    

Where was that person?    

King Xuanyuan, who wore a golden mask, stood under the shadow of the giant candle. His left hand hung down, while his right hand clenched into a fist and placed on his waist.    

She, or he, hated the snow-white skin.    

She wanted to be as gentle as water when she was a girl, and as hard as steel when she was a man.    

After dark, her black hair would be as white as her skin.    

After dawn, it would turn black again.    

Her hair was now half black and half white.    

Where are you now?    

When King Xuanyuan was silently asking himself, the Great Elder, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly tilted his body. The silver plate in his hand fell to the ground, letting out a crisp tinkling sound.