Strongest Guard

It was supposed to grow in high altitudes, low latitudes, high day and night temperatures, slightly acidic sandy soil, and sunny lands.    

    

Who knew why it would suddenly appear in such a place.    

    

Although Lee Nanfang had to ask the heavens for help whenever something difficult had happened to him--the relationship between them was actually not that close.    

    

So even now, he still could not understand how there could be a Maka on this side.    

    

Besides the dozens of coconut trees by the sea and the fescue surrounding the island, the entire island had been occupied by Makkah.    

    

Especially at the highest point, the area around Little Spring, where Ma Ka grew even more vigorously.    

    

The most effective way for a human was to use the roots of a Maka.    

    

Surrounding the spring were the nectar stems of the dew.    

    

This was equivalent to the fact that the spring water had soaked into the stem of the Ma Ka before flowing down into the sea.    

    

Then, the spring water would have a miraculous function.    

    

Drinking this water that was soaked with the root of a aca every day had made Lee Nanfang and the rest even more spirited, not to mention that their daily staple food was only inexhaustible sea cucumbers.    

    

God knows why the sea cucumber over here was so silly. If they didn't go to the deep sea to lie down, they would have to come to the shore to bask in the sun. This made it convenient for the "buyer" Hamm.    

    

Even if he closed his eyes and randomly touched around in the water, he would be able to fill up the bamboo basket just by opening it.    

    

Besides being able to eat, sea cucumbers and other seafood dishes seemed to have a powerful function of nourishing the Yin and strengthening the Yang.    

    

Anyone else who drank macaque water and ate seafood every day without the blood flowing from their orifices would be lucky.    

    

Who would accuse Lee Nanfang of being upright all the time?    

    

This is not a shameful matter. What a helpless situation.    

    

This way, it would be extremely difficult for the lively White Peony to help Lee Nanfang calm down and get a good night's sleep.    

    

On the seventh day after Lee Nanfang woke up, she couldn't take it anymore.    

    

Helpless, she could only drag in Hamm, who was kicked out of the thatched cottage that night.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was always righteous in his heart, naturally refused with a straight face, saying that he was a human and not a bred cow or horse.    

    

In short, after Avril's painful advice and Hamm's imploring, he reluctantly agreed to the two women's ridiculous decisions.    

    

The feeling of being waited upon by two beauties with different personalities and appearances was not something that could be expressed with a single "live god".    

    

It was a taste that could only be understood and not conveyed through words.    

    

Especially when two women, full of despair for being able to leave the island alive, had turned that despair into a physical need, such things as face, dignity of a woman, would be trampled upon until there was nothing left.    

    

They only wanted to use their fullest abilities to resist the fear of despair.    

    

This was the most realistic portrayal of Lee Nanfang's current life.    

    

The sex appeal caused them to burn quickly, day or night — whether it was in the house or on the beach — with a little spark, the women's clear cries echoed over the island, startling groups of seagulls.    

    

Without a doubt, when they were acting shamelessly, Yang Xiao, who came out day and night, would definitely be able to hear and peek at them.    

    

But what was that?    

    

If Lee Nanfang and the others didn't do this, what else could they do?    

    

When you do too many things, you become as normal as eating, drinking, and urinating.    

    

Do people make a sound when they cry out in grief?    

    

Would a person make a sound when laughing heartily?    

    

Yes.    

    

If so, what reason could there be for despising the two women as they flew up into the clouds, shrieking with joy?    

    

Do you want to open your mouth while you eat?    

    

When people are taking things, they should reach out, right?    

    

Yes.    

    

Since they wanted to do that, then the actions of the three young men and women who did that kind of thing were unsightly, so it didn't matter.    

    

Therefore, after the initial period of 'shyness', they didn't care about Yang Xiao's reaction when they did such a thing again.    

    

And as time passed, he would also join the organization -- but there was no doubt that Lee Nanfang would be dead by then.    

    

No matter how weak he was, if he had to watch his women being bullied by other men, he would use his death to protect his man's dignity.    

    

However, Yang Xiao never showed any intention of joining.    

    

During the day, he was still hiding in his straw house and Hamm delivered all three meals to the door.    

    

At night, he would come out and stand in the moonlight and look coldly at the shameless men and women. Then he would walk to the beach on the back of the island with his hands behind his back and his chin at a perfect forty-five degree to the sky, not moving for a long time.    

    

Yang Xiao's almost devilish logic did not let Lee Nanfang and the other two feel at ease.    

    

On the contrary, he was getting more and more nervous.    

    

They were very clear that Yang Xiao was very rational right now because he still firmly believed that he would be able to return to the mainland soon. They never thought that he would end up on the small island.    

    

However, as the days passed, his rationality would slowly deplete. In the end, when he understood that the small island he was on was a forgotten corner of the world, his temperament would greatly change, and he might even go crazy. He was unable to accept the fact that he was a person with peerless martial arts, yet still had to die on that small island.    

    

When Yang Xiao went crazy, Lee Nanfang was the first to be hurt.    

    

Even if Yang Xiao picked up Hamm, who was the least important, Lee Nanfang wouldn't stand idly by and watch.    

    

No matter how vicious this woman was, she was still Lee Nanfang's woman.    

    

She was carrying his seed in her belly.    

    

With the arrival of Hamm's pregnancy reaction period, the stomach has obvious bulge.    

    

If Lee Nanfang allowed her to become a crazy prey to Yang Xiao and ignored her, then even if he died ten thousand times, he wouldn't forgive himself.    

    

The wind began to blow.    

    

The moon was round.    

    

The western horizon seemed to still contain the radiance of the sun.    

    

The uncontaminated night sky, like an ink-blue gem, was turned upside down on the earth, with stars dotted and flashing on the surface of the sea.    

    

Lee Nanfang really likes this time period.    

    

After dinner, he would lie on the grass made from dried straw, under the coconut tree that the sea could not reach, with his head resting on Avril's lap, one hand growing lazier and lazier as his body became heavier and heavier, while Hamm, who was always lethargic like a piglet, would wander on his back and gaze towards the horizon in the east.    

    

He wished that, after a few heavy rains, the sea would become a mirage.    

    

What a mirage would reveal would be his homeland, the people he knew.    

    

Even if it was just a glance, he couldn't talk to them. When Lee Nanfang died, he would definitely die laughing.    

    

In fact, at first, Lee Nanfang was like Yang Xiao, thinking that he wouldn't be able to stay here for long.    

    

After all, the equator was not a place like the Arctic. From one to two times a year, not even a single person could be seen.    

    

There was bound to be a boat, passing over the sea in the distance.    

    

At that time, he would be able to light the long prepared straw and use it as a smoke to beg for help.    

    

In fact, seventy days ago, eighty days ago, there was indeed a boat passing about ten miles away.    

    

It was sunset.    

    

Upon seeing the boat, the two women screamed excitedly and cried. They urged him to light up the grass and attract the attention of the boat.    

    

Even Yang Xiao, who wouldn't leave the hut until it was dark, rushed out with his black veil covering his face and let out an ear-piercing and strange scream.    

    

The grass was quickly lit.    

    

Under the setting sun, the thick smoke from the half-wet, half-dried straw was especially conspicuous.    

    

In order to make sure that the boat could see them, Lee Nanfang crazily pressed all the straw onto the fire.    

    

He even tore off the "clothes" that Avril had carefully sewn for him and threw them on the table.    

    

At that time, the radius of the black smoke was about three meters wide. Under the influence of the sea breeze, it could reach up to a hundred meters in the air.    

    

Unless all the people on the boat were blind, they would not be able to see such a huge battle formation.    

    

But — the people on that boat were not only blind, they could also be idiots.    

    

As thick smoke billowed into the sky, the four people desperately waved their hands and shouted hoarsely. Not only did the boat not approach them, it even deviated from its course of flight. With the fastest speed possible, it quickly disappeared from their sight.    

    

It was as if something terrifying was chasing them away.    

    

Their voices were hoarse.    

    

His strength was drained along with the constant waving of his hands.    

    

The ship did not turn back.    

    

He let the straw that Lee Nanfang and the others prepared smoke for the whole night.    

    

They didn't know what was going on.    

    

Knowing the color of the morning clouds in the eastern sky, Yang Xiao turned around and returned to his thatched hut.    

    

Lee Nanfang and the other two sat on the beach in a daze as they watched the tide slowly recede.    

    

A few small crabs that were abandoned by the sea definitely didn't know how terrifying humans were. They crawled across the sea and climbed onto Hamm's left leg.    

    

The dazed woman suddenly let out a shriek, grabbed the small crab, and stuffed it into her mouth.    

    

Creak. Creak.    

    

A pale yellow liquid flowed from the corner of her mouth. She abruptly jumped up and ran into the sea without caring about anything else.    

    

She was going to catch up with the boat and ask the people up there why they hadn't come to save them when they could have seen the smoke of their cries for help.    

    

Just as her chin was submerged by the sea water, Lee Nanfang finally saw that something was wrong with this woman.    

    

She was going to take his son and die!    

    

Like a surface-to-air missile, Lee Nanfang leaped into the sea with his fastest speed.    

    

Right before Hamm was completely submerged by the sea water, she laughed maniacally and was about to pour it all down, Lee Nanfang grabbed onto her hair and dragged her towards the beach.    

    

Hamm had gone crazy. He was desperately trying to tear him apart without caring that she was already 4 months pregnant.    

    

Lee Nanfang finally showed the demeanor that a man should have and let her hug him, grab and bite him. Lee Nanfang just hugged her tightly and shouted for her to calm down.    

    

"Go to hell, no one cares. However, the prerequisite was that the child must be born first! That's Lee Nanfang's child, you don't have the right to drown her. "    

    

Just as Hamm desperately bit on Lee Nanfang's shoulder, making a beast-like sound and shaking his head left and right, Avril raised her straw whip and slapped it heavily on Lee Nanfang's back.    

    

Hamm, who screamed out in pain, was awakened by the impact.    

    

Then, she hugged Lee Nanfang and started crying.    

    

Ever since that night, Hamm had stopped going crazy.    

    

The vicious wildness in her bones had also been worn away, revealing the gentleness that a woman should have.