Strongest Guard

His face was filled with disbelief from seeing ghosts.    

Actually, she shouldn't have had such an expression. After she recognized Yang Xiao, she knew that with his martial arts, he should be able to easily dodge one of her blows.    

She was stupefied, but her habitual thoughts could not accept this fact.    

Yang Xiao, however, wasn't going to be stunned.    

Laughing sinisterly, Yang Xiao grabbed Buddha's Boogie's ankle with his right hand. With a shake of his arm, Buddha's Boogie, who was more than 1.7 meters tall and had a body of more than 60 kilograms, flew out like a scarecrow.    

Bang!    

Buddha's Boogie slammed into a tree more than ten meters away. The tree was as thick as a bowl. It snapped as she hit it, and the top tilted outwards.    

This tree, which had grown so long that it didn't obstruct anyone, was actually broken by Buddha's Boogie's body.    

Fortunately, when she was flying out, her body instinctively protected her so she was able to half turn around in time to use her left rib to collide with the tree trunk. Since she only injured a few ribs, she was able to avoid having her back smashed into the tree trunk.    

However, it also made Buddha's Boogie faint from the pain.    

How she wished that she could be unconscious for a long time!    

I'm sorry.    

It was also obvious that Yang Xiao didn't have the patience to wait for her to wake up quietly from her coma. He slowly walked in front of her and kicked her right in her ribs.    

"Ah!    

With a hoarse scream, Buddha's Boogie immediately curled up and woke up.    

Almost subconsciously, Buddha's Boogie raised her head and jumped to her feet just as she was about to wake up.    

A foot stepped on her face, one step ahead of her.    

Slowly, he pressed down.    

Buddha's Boogie instinctively wanted to resist. Despite the pain, she used all her strength to resist the pressure coming from the foot.    

However, her foot was like a mountain. No matter how Buddha's Boogie tried to resist, it was useless. Her head could only be slowly stepped on.    

Not the ground.    

It was a piece of paper.    

A fine piece of paper.    

Under the water's moonlight, Buddha's Boogie's face could actually see two words on the paper: "Dragonpulse."    

"National luck, Dragonpulse?"    

Yang Xiao also spoke.    

However, there was a hint of disdain in her voice: "Hehe, this should be written by that guy Hu Mietang, right? Hmm, needless to say, these four words are much better than a dog's crawl. "It's impossible to write it without three to five years of hard work."    

Without a doubt, Yang Xiao, who grew up in the Flame Valley since childhood, only learned Chinese traditional techniques while cultivating everyday. His attainments in appraising antiques and paintings were definitely much higher than Helan Xiaoxin, who should have been able to become a famous contemporary calligrapher.    

In fact, if he didn't guess that this writing was written by Hu Mietang, Yang Xiao might even admire it a little.    

After all, she could also tell that when Lao Hu was writing these four words, he was absolutely one with the world.    

If Lao Hu heard her "praise", he would definitely be so angry that his nose would smoke, regretting that he didn't take the word away.    

"Wishful thinking."    

The corner of Yang Xiao's mouth twitched in disdain. He then looked at Buddha's Boogie and said lightly: "You're quite bold, daring to fight with me."    

Buddha's Boogie really wanted to retort Yang Xiao's words.    

The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry – no, no, no one would be willing to wait for death to come.    

Why couldn't she counterattack?    

However, she could only say these words in her heart.    

It was because her head was being stepped on by Yang Xiao, so how could she have any space to speak?    

Finally, Yang Xiao raised his foot.    

Buddha's Boogie immediately let out a long breath and closed her eyes in exhaustion, as if she was sleeping.    

After giving her a short break, Yang Xiao started to ask: "Your yoga skills are pretty good."    

If it was anyone else, even Lao Hu, who was thrown out by Yang Xiao just now, would have had a few of his ribs broken after being smashed against a tree.    

However, Buddha's Boogie was only slightly injured.    

This has to do with her having a long relationship with yoga and being especially soft.    

If she had been allowed to do the same thing she had done when she landed on the tree, she would have immediately coiled around the trunk twice like a snake.    

"Thank, thank you for your praise."    

Buddha's Boogie then opened her eyes, smiled bitterly and thanked him in a low voice.    

Yang Xiao hated that she didn't know how to flatter people just now. That was why he was able to ignore her thanks and remain indifferent. "I want to know why the Indian Tianzhu Sect doesn't like Lee Nanfang going to that place. Buddha's Boogie, I hope your answer can satisfy me. "    

Yang Xiao had never heard of Tianzhu Sect.    

She had not even heard of India before tonight — not just India, she was too lazy to even pay attention to the world's hegemon, the America.    

In her eyes, there was only one country that she needed to remember with her life.    

China.    

She didn't know about Tianzhu Sect, but the reason she could say it out right now was because when Buddha's Boogie and Lao Hu said those words, she heard a little bit of it while hiding at the side.    

Buddha's Boogie didn't have any confidence that she could see the sun tomorrow.    

Since she was already dead, why should she answer Yang Xiao's question?    

Yang Xiao knew what she was thinking when he saw her smile bitterly and shut her mouth tightly.    

She slowly squatted down and looked into Buddha's Boogie's eyes, which were filled with cruelty and evil. She said softly, "Do you think that just because you've trained in yoga since you were young, your body could withstand all the pain and survive my torture?"    

Indian yoga, in terms of suffering and suffering, is unbelievably awesome.    

On the news, every now and then, there would be a yoga master buried under the ground for many days before the headline was dug up and he was still alive.    

The only thing in the world that could be compared with yoga was probably Dongyang's ninja arts.    

During the process of training, it was as if he had been buried alive. He was so used to staying in the fecal pit for half a day without doing anything! Waiting for martial arts simply wasn't something a person could learn.    

Therefore, Buddha's Boogie was confident that with her knowledge in yoga, she would definitely be able to endure all the torture and keep her mouth shut.    

It's a pity.    

The person who wanted to torture her was Yang Xiao.    

After entering society for more than a year, Yang Xiao was no longer like last year, playing with those low-level methods of trying to take away Lin Yiting's innocence just because she was dissatisfied with Lin Yiting.    

As she grew stronger and stronger, her ability to torture others also improved with the times.    

Yang Xiao had medicine.    

Buddha's Boogie wasn't sick.    

He had to take medicine even if he wasn't sick.    

Buddha's Boogie's eyes showed traces of disdain when she was fed a pill.    

Because she was absolutely sure that the pain of her stomach being corroded by the poison after swallowing arsenic was nothing to her.    

That's not right.    

Not nothing.    

Or rather, she couldn't feel it.    

Fake death.    

Among the yoga techniques of India, there was a rather magical technique. In the wuxia novels written by Jin Dazhi and others, there was a very resounding name: "Turtle Breath Dharma".    

Buddha's Boogie's heart would stop beating as soon as she activated the Turtle-Breath Divine Technique, and her blood would stop flowing, and her breathing would disappear along with her life force.    

She was no different from a dead person.    

A dead person was not afraid of any pain.    

To be able to die while faking his own death was definitely the best Buddha's Boogie could think of.    

Therefore, when she very obediently cooperated with Yang Xiao and swallowed that pill, then took one last look at this world with incomparable nostalgia, she closed her pair of watery eyes.    

Fake death. Begin.    

Start?    

No way!    

With Yang Xiao around, even if Buddha's Boogiexiu said she faked her death, she would still pull her back from the gates of hell.    

After Buddha's Boogie activated her Fake Death, her mind started to go blank. She suddenly felt as if a small ant was crawling out from the depths of her bones.    

itch.    

First a small ant, then a second, a third, a thousand.    

In the end, these should be red ants. They gathered into a torrent, and like stepping on drums, they quickly drilled into every nerve in Buddha's Boogie's body. They opened their mouths and started devouring.    

Just like hibernating, all the nerves that had just fallen into an unconscious state immediately came to life, causing Buddha's Boogie to suddenly open her eyes.    

Then, she saw Yang Xiao smiling evilly and said, "Now, pretend to be dead for me again."    

"You, you demon!"    

Buddha's Boogie bit down hard on her tongue.    

How she wished she could snap her tongue in one bite.    

He regretted that he did not bite off his tongue when he activated the Fake Death Divine Technique.    

In that case, she would really die.    

He would no longer have to suffer such torture.    

An indescribable itch had taken away Buddha's Boogie's power to bite her tongue and commit suicide.    

Just like how, when she finally couldn't resist using her hands to scratch her skin, she realized that her hands were tied with a piece of cloth.    

Not just her hands, but her feet.    

If a yoga expert could bend her right foot from the back to the front, then of course he could use his toenail to tickle her.    

If Buddha's Boogie's toenails hadn't been smeared with the deadly poison of blood, Yang Xiao might not have even bothered to touch her feet with his hands.    

In the eyes of those veterans, Buddha's Boogie's little feet were enough to play around for thirty years without losing any of her charm. But to Yang Xiao, they were just a pair of ordinary feet.    

If Buddha's Boogie really wanted to use her feet to hook up with Yang Xiao, there would be no other result other than being chopped off.    

Buddha's Boogie, whose hands and feet were tied up by a piece of cloth, urgently needed to scratch to stop the itch, so she could only desperately twist her body, hoping to use the stones on the ground to scratch the itch.    

Yang Xiao had already thought of it.    

To this end, he even very kindly took off his white coat and spread it on the ground, telling her to roll on it.    

Like a white worm magnified several times, Buddha's Boogie writhed violently on Yang Xiao's clothes.    

The sound coming out of his mouth was no longer that of a human's.    

Strange.    

Like a cry, like a laugh, or like a ghost from hell in hell, moaning in pain.    

Her eyes turned red.    

Her snow-white skin had now also turned red.    

It was more like red-cooked meat that had just left the pot, exuding a strange fragrance.    

After smelling the fragrance, Yang Xiao's snow-white eyebrows creased and he walked to the top of the wind.    

It was this kind of fragrance that had once caused Lao Hu to sink into an extremely alluring illusion.    

Inside the scent, there was a very high level of Spring Medicine.    

Yang Xiao didn't need any apparatus at all. All he needed to do was to use her sense of smell to tell that the fragrance was filled with those aphrodisiac drugs.    

She thought that Buddha's Boogie had smeared a special fragrance on her body, making it so that when she sweated, she would be able to attract the attention of others.    

However, no matter how many spices Buddha's Boogie applied, she would always sweat like this. Before long, the fragrance would be completely released.    

In fact, it was out of Yang Xiao's expectation.    

She was standing on top of a tree with her arms crossed before her chest. She looked at Buddha's Boogie with relish as she kept twisting her body. It had been ten minutes and the fragrance had not only not lessened, but had become even stronger.    

Suddenly!    

Two rabbits scuttled out of the woods.    

The moment the first one stopped, the second one pounced on its back, bit its neck, and started to move rapidly.