Strongest Guard

It had already been many times that Yue Zitong would let her imagination run wild when she was free.    

    

If one day, she had to sacrifice her precious life for Little Nephew, what would she say?    

    

Scumbag Lee, you have to remember me, in this life, next life, next life.    

    

Scumbag Lee, I hate you. Even as a ghost, I won't let you go.    

    

Scumbag Lee, if you dare to put on a green hat for me, I will bite you to death, strangle you to death, burn you to death, drown you, hang you, stab you to death — in any case, all kinds of deaths.    

    

She dared to pat her full chest. She swore that she would let Scumbag Lee, who had let her down, taste at least eighteen painful deaths.    

    

If she didn't let him howl in pain while he was a ghost, her surname would not be Yue!    

    

Who asked him to drag her down to her death?    

    

She had died for him, so what was wrong with the pain of his death?    

    

Even Yue Zitong didn't know why she had such thoughts in the past.    

    

Anyway, that's what she thought.    

    

He was even faintly anticipating such a day to come.    

    

Her ghost would float in the sky and closely watch that fellow to see what kind of reaction he would have.    

    

If this fellow had no conscience and continued to suffer for three to five days, three to five months, or even three to five years, then he would forget about her.    

    

If the creature had been in pain indefinitely, until she was old — then she would have been resurrected.    

    

At that time, she would become the world's most, best wife to love him, to take care of him, to take care of him, to bear his children, and every night in the spring or evening, he would be unwilling to even take half a step away from her.    

    

As for why she would revive such a small thing after her death, she didn't want to think about it too much.    

    

It was always a fantasy, something that wouldn't happen. It should be a woman's patent.    

    

There was no room for rebuttal, just as there was no benefit in having a woman first.    

    

She had not expected that the heavens would be so merciful.    

    

She had thought about this strange idea from the start, but now, she had thought about it less than 80 times, alright?    

    

At least eighty more times. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have thought of it.    

    

But it was too late for her to say anything now, the damned Thief had just waved his hand and sent her to her death.    

    

She did die for Lee Nanfang.    

    

If it wasn't for Lee Nanfang, how could she have such a good day? But she had to come to this place from Beijing, yet she was shot by Great Coler and fell into the abyss.    

    

Finally, in the moment before her death, she could shout out the words that she wanted to shout the most.    

    

She opened her mouth.    

    

Use all the strength in your body!    

    

She screamed, "Lee Nanfang, you have to survive!"    

    

Yue Zitong, who had been floating in the air and was probably falling down at high speed, had already fallen dozens of meters down the cliff by the time these words left her mouth.    

    

At the moment when her life was about to end, Yue Zitong was stunned.    

    

Why did she shout that!?    

    

Shouldn't she yell? Lee Nanfang, why did you want to kill me?    

    

How could he have shouted such words?    

    

"How strange."    

    

Staring at the strange dark blue sky, Yue Zitong laughed miserably as she muttered to herself.    

    

He closed his eyes.    

    

Due to the influence of gravity, she was able to plummet down at a speed of more than 100 meters per second. The wind that was created blew up her long hair and covered her pale face.    

    

She was waiting for the moment her body was caught.    

    

By the earth.    

    

Shattered.    

    

An indescribable pain.    

    

After that, he would no longer know anything.    

    

She was scared to death.    

    

She wanted to cry.    

    

She didn't want to die.    

    

She was still young.    

    

She hadn't finished a true love with Lee Nanfang yet!    

    

A woman who hasn't even tasted true love once is not a complete woman.    

    

She turned into a bird and flew up.    

    

He also thought that the time would come back to June 10th.    

    

If that really happened, she would make Patriarch Yue's dignity and dignity, and make Hua Yeshen, Helan Xiaoxin, and everyone, and everything, go to hell under the attentions of so many guests!    

    

She only wanted Lee Nanfang.    

    

Sadly — she was going to die.    

    

In the instant before she died, she suddenly realized that she loved Little Nephew so much.    

    

He loved her more than ten thousand times more than she wanted him to, and he loved her more than that.    

    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have shouted those words to let Lee Nanfang live on.    

    

Never mind her life.    

    

"So it turns out that I am this great."    

    

When tears began to pour out of her eyes, Yue Zitong said the last words that she had said when she was conscious.    

    

Then she was caught.    

    

After that, she saw her soul fly out of her body with a swish.    

    

It turned into a ray of light and a bolt of lightning. In a flash, it flew up the cliff, past the fence, and then flew in above the heads of those who were fighting and trying to escape the cave.    

    

She wanted to see what Lee Nanfang was doing after she died.    

    

No, it should be Lee Nanfang's reaction.    

    

The scene was a mess. Bullets were flying everywhere, and the people were shouting merrily. Lee Nanfang was in the cave taking care of Shangdao Yinghua. Can you see her?    

    

Yes.    

    

Even if Lee Nanfang was blind, he still had to see the scene of his aunt falling into the abyss after being hit by a bullet.    

    

It was as if there was an invisible hand pulling his gaze, allowing him to see through so many people who were running around how Yue Zitong had been shot and how she had flown over the fence.    

    

He could hear what Yue Zitong had said, which was the only thing she had said with all her strength.    

    

"Before she died, she did not forget to tell me to live well."    

    

When he suddenly raised his head and saw this scene, Lee Nanfang's entire world froze.    

    

He forgot that Shangdao Yinghua was waving her broken knife to chop off his head.    

    

He had forgotten to protect Sui Yueyue from any harm.    

    

He forgot about the bullets -- he forgot about the whole world, everyone.    

    

Including himself.    

    

Only in his mind did he hear a very familiar voice saying this to him.    

    

That should be his soul, talking to him?    

    

It could also be the Black Dragon that was hidden within his body.    

    

Who knows!    

    

Anyway, Lee Nanfang instantly became dumb and forgot the entire world. He only heard this sentence.    

    

How long later?    

    

One second, a century?    

    

Who knows!    

    

In any case, when the people running around appeared again in front of Lee Nanfang and the sounds of people cheering came from his ears, his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.    

    

The pain was something he could no longer endure. His mouth was wide open as he took a deep breath and let out a shrill cry.    

    

The long howl was like a dreamy illusion, as if a dragon was flying through the sky.    

    

In just a split-second, it was exceptionally tyrannical. It shook everyone's eardrums and even the entire karst cave.    

    

and, the entire Opium Poppy Valley!    

    

With a "hu la" sound, Alice, who was lying on the bed, suddenly lifted the blanket covering her head, rolled off the bed, and fell heavily onto the ground.    

    

He didn't care about the pain in his knees, immediately getting up and staggering towards the window.    

    

With a bang, she pushed open the window.    

    

Her green eyes opened to their limit as she looked towards the direction of the cave.    

    

When the sound of gunfire could be heard, Alice knew that Sister Yue had plotted meticulously to eradicate Yue Zitong and had started to act.    

    

She looked forward to the success of the plan.    

    

Because the plan worked, Sister Yue deduced that after Yue Zitong's death, Lee Nanfang would be completely depressed and become a drunk zombie.    

    

All day long, all day long, and all month long, staying in the Opium Poppy Valley had become the "forbidden treasure" that she and Sister Yue had monopolized.    

    

Sister Yue said confidently, as long as they can give him enough love.    

    

It made him feel like there were at least two women in the world, other than Yue Zitong, who were madly in love with him.    

    

Then, the severe psychological trauma he had suffered tonight would gradually heal in at most two years.    

    

At that time, he would be the shared 'wangfei' between Sister Yue and Alice.    

    

The three of them would live a happy life together.    

    

Although Alice suspected that the good life Sister Yue had described might turn out to be hers in the end — she had even dared to kill Yue Zitong for Jack, much less Alice.    

    

However, Alice didn't mind.    

    

She was originally a vase without any thoughts, destined to be toyed with.    

    

Now Sister Yue had given her life so that she could fall in love with someone like a normal woman and fight over that person with another woman.    

    

This was the true life.    

    

Two years.    

    

As long as she could live a good life like this for two years, Alice could die with a smile on her face.    

    

While she hoped for Sister Yue's plan to succeed, she also hoped that it would fail.    

    

Alice could not bear to see what would happen to Lee Nanfang after Yue Zitong's death.    

    

She didn't dare think about it.    

    

If she tried to think about it, she would be scared to death.    

    

There was an indescribable fear.    

    

Every cell in his body was trembling in fear.    

    

She was afraid because she was well aware that she was an accomplice to Yue Zitong's death.    

    

Even though the entire plan had been planned by Sister Yue herself, and had nothing to do with her at all.    

    

However, after knowing about this plan, she did not inform Lee Nanfang in time to let him watch Yue Zitong die.    

    

Alice would not participate in tonight's plan.    

    

It wasn't that she didn't want to.    

    

It was Sui Yueyue who didn't let him.    

    

Sister Yue was worried that she wouldn't be able to control her love for Lee Nanfang and would risk her life to tell him everything!    

    

Therefore, when night fell, Alice returned to the house.    

    

She didn't go to the scene.    

    

Of course, he couldn't see the situation over there, nor did he know that Yue Zitong had fallen into the abyss after being shot.    

    

However, she was able to confirm from a long, mournful howl that Sister Yue's plot to eradicate Yue Zitong had been perfectly realized.    

    

No one told Alice that this was not the kind of shrill howl that could only be made by the legendary Evil Dragon. It was Lee Nanfang's reaction after personally witnessing Yue Zitong's death.    

    

However, her instincts firmly told her that this was the voice that Lee Nanfang made.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, sorry."    

    

Alice stood in front of the window and looked towards the cave entrance. After staring blankly for a moment, she covered her face with her hands and slowly collapsed to the ground, as if her tendons had been pulled out.    

    

The long, mournful howls still echoed in her ears, and resounded in the darkness above the entire Opium Poppy Valley.    

    

It was as if there was a Evil Dragon that was roaring in the sky above the dark night, shaking its head and wagging its tail, spiraling swiftly up and down.    

    

It wanted to kill everyone it could see!    

    

"This is bad!"    

    

On the east side of the river, in the tall grass, Xie Qingshang let out a low cry and was about to leap up.    

    

However, a hand grabbed his shoulder just in time.    

    

It was Jinghong Ming.    

    

In the darkness, Jinghong Ming's eyes were very bright. He looked at Xie Qingshang and slowly shook his head, indicating for him to not move around too much.    

    

Another person, who was standing behind Lao Xie, said softly, "Lao Xie, don't be impatient. Don't worry."    

    

"He can't control his devil nature."    

    

Lao Xie looked back at Qin Yuguan and pursed his lips.