C1031 Find Me Early in the next Life
C1031 Find Me Early in the next Life
However, how could Lee Nanfang know? He immediately changed the topic and started to talk about Hua Yeshen.
Hua Yeshen was like a completely different person from last year when he left Beijing.
Last year, she was poisoned by Zhan Fei, she was so haggard that all the men's hearts ached for her.
When they saw each other for half a year, Sister Yeshen was so seductive that she was even more foxy than a fox. If Lee Nanfang couldn't think of what Yang Xiao had done to him, then he might as well die.
Hearing him mention either Zhan Fei or Hua Yeshen, Yang Xiao really wanted to grab his neck and shout, "Talk about cooperation, talk about cooperation!"
However, it was clear that she could not do such a disgraceful thing. She could only suppress her anger and ask with a sneer, "If it is me, so what?"
Lee Nanfang immediately said respectfully, "Then, can you relieve her pain?"
Yang Xiao asked: "Why should I relieve her pain?"
Lee Nanfang answered confidently: "Because she is my woman."
"What does your woman have to do with me?"
Yang Xiao's retort made Lee Nanfang speechless and unable to say anything.
Ye Zichen thought about it carefully, it seemed like Yang Xiao was right.
What does Lee Nanfang's woman have to do with Yang Xiao?
Even though the poison in Sister Yeshen's body was from Yang Xiao.
"As long as you say that you'll cooperate with me to start a company and earn a lot of money, after I pretend to hesitate for a long time and agree to you and you agree to my request of at least 50% to 50%, I'll cure the Night God's poison and let her stay by your side peacefully," Yang Xiao silently said in his heart.
Lee Nanfang who should be killed ten thousand times!
Yang Xiao had clearly given him such an obvious hint with his eager eyes, yet he kept flattering her, saying how valiant she looked and how extraordinary her bearing was. He even asked her if she accepted any of her brothers.
However, he didn't mention that they were working together to earn a lot of money.
"Heh heh, you did that on purpose, didn't you? "Alright, I'll have you deliberately challenge my dignity."
Yang Xiao, who wholeheartedly wanted to earn a lot of money, ignored all the flattery of others for the first time. He sneered in his heart, looked up at the ceiling again, and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "You probably don't know, when I accompanied you overseas last year, I gave a beauty Nocturnal."
What are the characteristics of this poison? Yang Xiao gave Lee Nanfang a detailed explanation.
After explaining, she changed the subject, "But this time, I added another poison on her. The name of the poison is very pleasant to hear.
And the so-called Cowherd?
As the name implied, the Weaver Girl greatly missed the Cowherd.
The cowherd only sees her once a year. To put it bluntly, her desire for men is like a mouse's desire for rice.
To be able to make the aphrodisiac targeted at women reach such a high level and give the medicine such a romantic name, the only person who could do that was probably Yang Xiao.
What's more, she had already poisoned Sister Yeshen with the poison of a beautiful woman, and had overdrawn her charm in advance.
However, no matter what, Lee Nanfang had to secretly praise Yang Xiao for being an expert in the field of poison.
Usually, there was a time limit for medicine that could make women fall in love with it.
The shortest amount of time was only a few hours, while the longest was an entire night where a person could wake up.
Moreover, this kind of medicine wouldn't do much harm to women themselves. It was nothing more than burning the nerves of desire of women, making her desire to be possessed by men.
However, Yang Xiao was different. The effect of the medicine was definitely perfect.
Furthermore, it had been over a year, making Sister Yeshen's desire to live more than one year longer to the point where she was extremely excited.
In other words, Hua Yeshen's self-control was quite formidable.
If it was any other woman, she would never kneel on the ground in the middle of the night with her left hand supporting her body.
Instead, he immediately ran out and captured a man. He wanted to make love to him, regardless of whether the other party was old or young, ugly or handsome.
However, no matter how strong Hua Yeshen's control was, it was only temporary.
"At most, wait one more week, your Sister Yeshen. "Heh heh."
After Yang Xiao said this, he gave a sly smile. "The poison in my body will completely break out. After midnight, I need at least three men to deal with it. Otherwise, she would have been burned alive. at the most serious time -- "
As she spoke, there was a soft clang in the bathroom.
Lee Nanfang looked back through the frosted glass and saw that the woman was already sitting on the ground.
How good could the soundproofing effect be in a hotel room for one or two hundred yuan?
It was very normal for Hua Yeshen to hear what Yang Xiao said.
When she woke up today, she knew that the great king had fed her some kind of poison.
She hadn't expected that he would be the person who could trample over her dignity.
At this moment, she had nothing to live for.
She didn't think that Lee Nanfang would be able to move the king and give her an excuse.
Unless Lee Nanfang used his own death to coerce the king.
But if she didn't say it, Lee Nanfang wouldn't have thought of this.
She didn't want to say.
That would be detrimental to her final dignity.
She didn't want to let Lee Nanfang beg the king for her because of her life and death.
Perhaps, maintaining her dignity in front of Lee Nanfang was the only thing she could do.
Hearing the faint sound of the king's laughter, Hua Yeshen also laughed.
In ancient times, when people were on the verge of death, their words were also good.
Actually, it could be said that the smile on one's face when they are about to die is the most beautiful one.
At this moment, Hua Yeshen was almost killed by her reflection in the mirror …
A fist mercilessly struck the mirror!
The beauty in the mirror instantly shattered into thousands of pieces.
When a dagger-like piece of broken glass flew past Hua Yeshen's right ear, she stretched out her hand and viciously cut down on the left side of her long neck!
Hua Yeshen was an expert at killing.
Murder, suicide.
She was confident that once the glass knife was placed, the great carotid artery would be completely severed.
Even if Lee Nanfang came at the sound, throwing himself at her as fast as he could and sending her to the hospital — even if the hospital was right across from her, before Lee Nanfang could carry her across the road, she had already used her last bit of strength to lift her hand and gently caress his face. With a strong smile, she said with difficulty: "Remember, you must find me as soon as possible in your next life."
Hua Yeshen could even see her soul slowly flying out of Lee Nanfang's embrace.
She suddenly didn't want to leave anymore. She just wanted to stay in the arms of a man for a while longer.
It would have been better if he had stayed a second longer.
Therefore, she stretched out her hand with all her might, wanting to grab Lee Nanfang's hair.
However, in the very high sky, it was as if there was a giant magnet that firmly sucked her in, forcing her to never reach out to Lee Nanfang no matter how hard she tried.
He could only give up.
Just as she retracted her hand, she flew up to the top of the white cloud with a swoosh and saw a magnificent gate.
Just like in Journey to the West, the South Heaven Gate was dedicated to the Jade Emperor.
A team was slowly passing through the South Heaven Gate.
She found it strange that this was a funeral procession.
In the long line, countless ancient soldiers in armor, there were some riding tall horses, holding long lances in their hands.
There were also people walking around. They wore earthen-red battle robes and held black battle flags up high. In the middle of them, there was a big "Sui Xiong" character.
On top of a luxurious imperial carriage sat a dignified monarch, wearing a black Rusty Dragon Robe that reached the sky, holding a cup of wine in his right hand, and holding a dignified Beautiful Woman in his left hand, looking left and right with an imposing manner.
Beside the imperial carriage was a long funeral procession.
This was something that Hua Yeshen found strange. She couldn't understand why the funeral procession would mix with the kings of the ancient times.
Who was it that was attached to whom?
Just as Hua Yeshen was at a loss over this, her delicate body suddenly jerked!
She saw a papier-covered old cattle, a papier-covered sedan, and a papier-covered little man.
When she saw the paper man's bright eyes, she felt Xinn'er's jump once again. Her head also felt a pain similar to an explosion, and she could clearly feel a streak of white light shooting out from the Baihui acupoint above her head and pouncing into the paper man's dark, demonic, and frightening eyes.
In an instant, he was engulfed by the surging darkness. The thick smell of blood was so pungent …
Lee Nanfang also felt the pungent smell of blood.
What made him even angrier was that the pungent smell of blood was coming from the back of his hand.
Boss Lee was puzzled. He had already been unlucky enough from last night until now.
First, he was shot by the heartless aunt, then he was scratched on the back by Yang Xiao, causing deep wounds. Why was he cut on the back of his hand by Hua Yeshen's glass knife!?
Could it be that when he saw an acquaintance tonight, he would have to face a bloody disaster?
It was still not good to not let the meat be cut, or else a huge wound would appear on Sister Yeshen's slender neck, which would then disappear into thin air.
"What are you doing? Ah? "What are you doing?"
Vaguely seeing Hua Yeshen get up from the ground, suddenly raising her hand, Lee Nanfang's most sensitive nerve of danger tensed up. He definitely jumped into the bathroom out of instinct, and just as he kicked the door open, he saw Sister Yeshen reaching out her hand to grab the glass knife and slashing it ruthlessly towards her neck.
Since his daughter's innocent body had already been given to him, how could Lee Nanfang watch helplessly as she committed suicide?
Only the eagle pounced on him like a rabbit, reaching out to grab the sabre. Swish! It was too late!
Lee Nanfang had no choice but to place his right hand on Sister Yeshen's neck, allowing the abnormally sharp glass knife to cut the back of his hand viciously.
Seeing the precious blood come out without any money, Lee Nanfang's heart ached and his fury could only be seen by heaven and earth.
He really didn't understand.
After he returned to his country, he had clearly promised countless times to the heavens that he would be a harmless commoner, waiting for death to come. Yet, how could these people be so shameless as to not let him worry?
It was either taking out a gun to destroy his vitals or using the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to make several horrifying wounds on his body.
Now, even Sister Yeshen, who had the best temper, was determined to cut his hand off with a glass blade.
He asked if there was still any laws in this world, and if there was any justice?
Hua Yeshen was stunned.
She felt that this was even more unbelievable than Lee Nanfang.
She was clearly cutting her own artery, but why did she almost cut Lee Nanfang's right hand in half in the end?
But very quickly, she came to her senses. She hurriedly grabbed onto that hand and used her hand to cover her mouth as she shouted in a hoarse voice, "You, why did you extend your hand over?"
"Can I not reach out and let you cut it, Tailor?"
Lee Nanfang flew into a rage: "I can't just watch you die right? If you die, then who will be the one to be bullied by me in the future! "