Strongest Guard

Enjoy the beauty of the heavens before you die.    

The Heavens had only granted him one wish.    

Just as he untied the upper part of the woman's body, the eye-piercing snow-white light entered his vision, causing his breathing to speed up. He was so excited that Xinn'er almost jumped out of her chest, a hand suddenly appearing beneath her chin.    

Whose hand?    

Lao Wang was stunned and looked down.    

That hand was beautiful to the extreme. It was slim, fair, warm, and smooth.    

Then, he slowly turned around and saw a coquettish face.    

Without any warning, Xinn'er once again let out a loud jump.    

All the hot blood rushed from his limbs and bones to his forehead, instantly turning his eyes red.    

God, he was too nice to Lao Wang.    

Before he died.    

Not only did he see Yang Guanguan's true face, he also admired Hua Yeshen's seductive face, which was probably made from a fox spirit.    

He really wanted to sincerely thank the heavens.    

A beauty like that would definitely not be a match for the older and stronger Lao Wang. Being forced onto the ground by him to complete a good deed was the only result.    

However, just as he opened his mouth, he heard a strange sound.    

It sounded like a bone cracking?    

The voice seemed to come from his neck.    

As Hua Yeshen smiled charmingly, the doubt in his eyes gradually froze.    

It was like his sixty-six years of life.    

Hua Yeshen killed Lao Wang for his own good.    

If the king knew that Lao Wang had once molested her, to be able to make him die in such a miserable manner within a year, she would no longer be worthy of being the king.    

"Originally, when you saved His Majesty, I felt guilty for having to silence him. Fortunately, your following actions dispelled my worries. "    

Hua Yeshen casually threw Lao Wang's corpse to the side and smiled. Then she lowered her head and looked at Yang Guanguan.    

Before this, she had known the legend of King Xuanyuan's Day and Night Man.    

But over the years, Hua Yeshen had only seen Yang Guanguan as a man.    

Aside from the grand elder, no one else in the Raging Flames had seen King Xuanyuan's face as a woman.    

Guain, while in Flame Valley, had been wearing a mask all year round, or a black veil over her face.    

Hua Yeshen had guessed before that when the king was a woman, he would be very beautiful.    

After all, when Yang Guanguan appeared as a man in the Ancestral Worship Ceremony on the third day of March, her handsome face captivated all the female members of the Raging Flames.    

King Xuanyuan was so handsome when he was a man, couldn't he be more beautiful when he was a woman?    

Yang Guanguan was so beautiful that Hua Yeshen was ashamed of herself.    

Clean.    

Staring at Yang Guanguan's face for a long time, she finally thought of something.    

Other than the word clean, there was no other noun that could match Yang Guanguan's looks.    

Lao Wang was too vulgar when it came to looking at Yang Guanguan.    

Hua Yeshen was sure that Yang Guanguan was her great king.    

That's because she saw with her own eyes how the sneering Yang Guanguan knocked Holan Fusu out easily and threw him out easily.    

Yang Guanguan didn't know at that time that it was Holan Fusu.    

But Hua Yeshen knew.    

When Holan Fusu tried to persuade Yue Zitong to retreat, he didn't know that Hua Yeshen was worried about his safety.    

Don't mention that Lee Nanfang had already taken Hua Yeshen's first time, and Helan Family had also clearly told her that they wouldn't have the chance to be together, so she still wouldn't be able to forget him.    

No matter how much a woman changed, she would never be able to forget the man she loved.    

Therefore, during Yue Zitong's wedding ceremony, even though Hua Yeshen had been indifferent the entire time and didn't seem to know Holan Fusu, her peripheral vision had never left him.    

Including the tornado, Holan Fusu didn't run away but rushed into the hotel through the door.    

What's Holan Fusu doing in the hotel?    

Hua Yeshen didn't even need to think before deducing it.    

Just like how she was always worried about Holan Fusu, he was also always concerned about Yue Zitong.    

Hua Yeshen wouldn't blame Holan Fusu for that.    

On the contrary, he would feel that what he did was right.    

Hua Yeshen, who was hiding outside, didn't know how Holan Fusu had persuaded Yue Zitong to stay in the hotel.    

She didn't want to go in. She just needed to hide in the dark and wait for Holan Fusu to come out safely.    

Holan Fusu came out safely. However, he encountered Yang Guanguan, who was using the cover of the sandstorm to attack him.    

Then, Holan Fusu quickly became sad.    

Hua Yeshen clearly knew how powerful Holan Fusu's martial arts was.    

As soon as she saw him so easily knocked out, she guessed who it was.    

Besides King Xuanyuan, no one else could defeat an expert like Holan Fusu with ease.    

This was entirely Hua Yeshen's intuition. She was 100% sure that the woman who let out the sneer was the King that Lee Muchen and the others thought was dead overseas!    

In front of Yang Guanguan, Hua Yeshen was like a mouse that had seen a cat. She hid there, not even daring to breathe loudly.    

Actually, even if she was panting heavily, it would still be fine. After all, the scene at that time was too chaotic.    

The wind was howling, Yang Guanguan screamed, and all of her attention was focused on Yue Zitong. How could she have noticed her?    

Hua Yeshen, who was hiding in the dark, also saw that not long after Wang Shouchuan entered the hotel, a black shadow slowly walked in, holding a stick in both hands.    

Who was this person?    

Hua Yeshen couldn't tell, but her eyesight was terrible.    

Furthermore, that person didn't make any sound, so she had no way of determining who it was.    

However, Hua Yeshen could tell from the careful way he walked into the hotel that he was going to harm the king.    

She didn't care.    

She thought that no one could hurt the king.    

Besides, she was hoping that the king would rather die.    

After all, to her, the king was her greatest nightmare.    

Since that person could not kill the king, the result would be only to be killed by the king.    

Hua Yeshen had no doubts about this outcome. She was too lazy to care about it, as long as the one who was going to die was not Holan Fusu.    

However, the result had greatly exceeded her expectations.    

Just as the tornado was about to leave and their line of sight began to clear up, Hua Yeshen actually saw the King screaming miserably as he was flung out of the window of the hotel's east wall.    

Before Hua Yeshen could react, the king was swept away by the tornado.    

Your Majesty, died just like that?    

He had been successfully plotted against by that person!    

Staring dumbfoundedly at the direction where the tornado left, Hua Yeshen's mind went blank.    

By the time her brain had finally returned to normal, Lee Nanfang had already left in a relaxed manner. The dust and sand floating in the air had also started to fall. Chairman Liang's car had arrived.    

It was as if Hua Yeshen had just woken up from a dream. She took advantage of the moment when the people hiding elsewhere ran out and started a chaotic scene to quietly leave the scene.    

She wanted to chase after the tornado.    

She wanted to see where the king would be carried away by the tornado.    

Perhaps, only by witnessing the King's corpse with her own eyes would Hua Yeshen be able to believe that she was truly dead.    

Hua Yeshen didn't manage to catch up with the tornado because the black dragon, which was getting fainter and fainter in color as it got further and further away from the scene of the wedding, disappeared completely after passing by a mountain ridge.    

The person that was being held by it also fell down from the sky, standing in the drizzle.    

Hua Yeshen didn't think that the King would be able to survive after falling from such a high place.    

But the truth was just like how she didn't believe that the person who plotted against the King could succeed and it turned out to be a real success. Yang Guanguan fell into the river and was successfully saved by an old man who was fishing in the rain.    

and tore up her clothes in an attempt to stage a wonderful field battle.    

Hua Yeshen hoped that the king would die, but at the same time, she was also full of reverence for her.    

Who would stand by and watch as their respected person was ruined by an old and shameless person?    

No one.    

Thus, Wang Dacheng died.    

As a result, Hua Yeshen was stunned by the indescribable beauty of the king.    

Beep, beep.    

The sound of a car whistle came from far away, waking up Hua Yeshen who was deep in beauty. She subconsciously turned around and looked, but didn't find anything abnormal. Then, like Lao Wang just now, she kneeled down on the grass.    

Her right hand, which was smooth and warm, slowly spread open and gently placed her fingers on Yang Guanguan's slender neck.    

No matter how powerful Yang Guanguan was, her throat wouldn't be harder than Lao Wang's. Hua Yeshen only needed to pull back her fingers forcefully to turn her into a corpse like Lao Wang.    

As long as King Xuanyuan died, then no one would be able to restrain the Three Great God Girl.    

Don't mention those elders.    

A bunch of old bastards who only knew how to enjoy.    

Lee Muchen, Zhan Hsingshen, and the others were secretly plotting how to get rid of those old bastards.    

Of the two of them, the person they feared the most was the king!    

What if the king were to die?    

Hua Yeshen looked at Yang Guanguan's clean face in a daze as the words that Lee Muchen said that day floated into her ears once again.    

It would be a lie to say that Hua Yeshen was not tempted.    

After all, the three sisters were extremely powerful and proud women. Only after King Xuanyuan died would they be willing to listen to the orders of the elders and continue to be exploited.    

However, even if she killed her king and successfully "rebelled" against Lee Muchen, she would completely control her own fate. So what?    

The "Red Pink Skeleton" that Lee Muchen described was like the ghost's claw that tightly gripped her neck. At a certain point in time, it could change her from her current sexy and seductive appearance to a living skeleton that could make her feel disgusted just by looking at it.    

As for Yang Guanguan, she was the only one who could break the seal.    

If she was killed on the first try, then Hua Yeshen would have to wait for her tragic death.    

But who could guarantee that after waking up, the king would be kind enough to give her the antidote if she didn't kill the king?    

No one could guarantee it.    

The king is the king, unless she is dead.    

Otherwise, no one could threaten her and make her do anything.    

In that case, should he kill her or not?    

Hua Yeshen's right hand, which was placed on Yang Guanguan's neck, began to tremble slightly.    

After a long while, he sighed and retracted his hand to help her put on her clothes.    

Even if Yang Guanguan refused to give her the antidote after she woke up and allowed her to die miserably, Hua Yeshen would still accept it.    

This might be her life?    

The rain stopped.    

The gentle sunlight shone through the sparse foliage and into the forest by the river.    

Hua Yeshen and Yang Guanguan were no longer in the forest. The only thing left behind was the face of the old man.    

By the time people found Wang Dacheng's corpse, it should be a few days later.    

After all, this place was very far from the busy city, and other than the fishermen, very few people would come here.    

The sun had set in the west, and the sunset glow filled the sky.    

From the window, the wall was painted a bright red gold.    

It also added a layer of rouge to Yang Guanguan's pale face, making her look even more charming.    

However, as the sunset was engulfed by the darkness, her hair began to appear almost transparent white.    

His originally gentle face gradually hardened.    

When the sun completely set, Yang Xiao's eyelashes suddenly trembled.    

Seemingly, the wings of a butterfly fluttered.