Strongest Guard

It seemed like it had already completed its mission to help Zhan Hsingshen hide his whereabouts, what else could it be?    

When Zhan Hsingshen slipped and kneeled on the wet road, the rain finally stopped.    

The moon peeked its head out from the scattered clouds.    

"It's okay, right? "Be careful."    

Yang Xiao, who was walking in front, stopped and looked back.    

Under the bright moonlight, Zhan Hsingshen could see that her face was full of concern.    

However, she would rather have the king's face filled with anger.    

Sometimes, it wasn't a good thing to be cared for.    

Because it's possible that the more she cares about you, the more she wants you to die miserably.    

Zhan Hsingshen shook his head silently and got up to continue walking.    

The two of them did not speak for the entire time they were at the foot of the mountain. It was as if they were strangers.    

No matter how desperate or terrified Zhan Hsingshen was, she had to admit that the king was definitely the most handsome when he was walking.    

Compared to the king, those supermodels who were striding on the stage like cats and swinging their hips in an alluring manner were like a bunch of coquettish, vulgar powders.    

There was simply no way to compare the two of them.    

The ratio of the king's body, his posture when walking, and even his long silvery-white hair when being blown by the night wind all seemed to be the most outstanding computational engineer in the world. After several years of hard work, he finally came to a perfect conclusion.    

Zhan Hsingshen was dumbfounded as he watched and watched.    

He even had the strong urge to throw himself at the king, hug him tightly, and ruthlessly knead him into his body.    

Of course she wouldn't dare.    

Just like how she could not imagine what kind of punishment she would suffer if she were to fall into the hands of the king.    

Actually, it wasn't that he didn't dare to think of it, but rather, he didn't think of it.    

When the king did things, he was always like a snowflake or a claw, untraceable.    

Zhan Hsingshen only hoped that the road down the mountain would be longer.    

It would be best if he could not finish his journey in this lifetime.    

Because this was the only way for her to be safe.    

But no matter how long the path was, no matter how difficult or slow it was, there would eventually be a time where he would have to finish.    

On the roadside below the mountain, a black car was parked.    

Zhan Hsingshen didn't need to look at the brand to know that it was a luxury car just from the assembly line.    

Yang Xiao walked in front of the car and waved his right hand. The car beeped and the four lights flashed.    

She did not open the door, but kept waving.    

Every time he waved his hand, the car would drip.    

She ignored it, just looked at the trunk of the car.    

After seven or eight tries, Zhan Hsingshen finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked: "My … My King, what are you trying to do?"    

"What do I want to do, do you still want to care?"    

Yang Xiao would open the trunk if someone else touched the remote control to the car key a few times. Yang Xiao had already done this seven or eight times, but this crappy car never gave him any face.    

This made her angry from embarrassment. Since Zhan Hsingshen asked her, she was naturally not in a good mood.    

Of course, Zhan Hsingshen didn't dare to care about the great King.    

However, after seeing that she still did not make any move after waving her hand seven or eight times, he cursed under his breath and quickly walked to the back of the car. Then, he raised his foot and kicked!    

With a loud bang, the trunk of the car, which was actually very strong, immediately caved in as if its tail had been cut off.    

"No wonder Great Elder always says that some people are broken cars, they don't even respond if they don't kick. So, there really is such a car. "    

Yang Xiao lifted the back cover of the car and nodded in satisfaction.    

Zhan Hsingshen finally understood that the almighty King was trying to open the trunk of the car by pressing the remote control consecutively.    

But the question is, can you open the door without clicking on the appropriate key and just by pressing the key?    

She understood, but she did not dare to say it.    

Because if she were to say it, even if it was a sincere explanation, the king would mistake her for mocking her.    

It was the way of the king to silently make a fortune at this moment.    

"Here, change your clothes."    

Yang Xiao took out a paper bag from the trunk and threw it over: "Do you see the waterfall over there? I'll give you a stick of incense time to wash up. "    

Zhan Hsingshen instinctively raised his hand and caught the paper bag. When he turned around, he saw a waterfall more than ten meters away.    

To be exact, the rain that was pouring down from the high cliff seemed to be coming from someone's faucet that wasn't turned on.    

Yang Xiao was a hundred percent confident that he could catch Zhan Hsingshen.    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have prepared clothes for Beauty Zhan.    

This is the style of clothing — well, this is a man's, okay?    

It should be the clothes of a 1.8m tall burly man.    

No matter how tall Zhan Hsingshen was, he was only 1.7 meters or so tall. Unless he was even taller by two laps, it was unlikely that he could lift his clothes up.    

Fortunately, the shoes were still a lady's pair of leather shoes. Judging by the size, they should be around the same size as Zhan Hsingshen's beautiful feet.    

When Yang Xiao "openly" broke into a fashion shop to take away the clothes, it was already pretty good to be able to think of that pair of women's shoes.    

"What? You seem to be in a difficult position." Don't you want to change? Or do you think that the clothes I gave you are not worthy of your status as Da'mingxing? "    

Seeing Zhan Hsingshen waving his clothes up and down on the spot and not going to change it, Yang Xiao became impatient.    

With his unique body structure, Yang Xiao couldn't be considered a real girl. Of course, he didn't know that when a girl was changing clothes, no matter what environment she was in, she would first inspect the clothes.    

"No, no, I was just looking around."    

Zhan Hsingshen immediately shook his head when he heard that the king was angry. Then, he put his clothes back in his pocket and started to take off his tattered clothes.    

Soon, a perfect body was revealed under the bright moonlight.    

Long legs.    

A slender waist.    

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Yang Xiao. Her tongue was like a Snake as it slowly swept along her upper lip.    

It had to be said that the handsome Zhan Hsingshen had a superb figure. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen for him.    

Moreover, she also knew that a woman's body was at times the most powerful weapon for men.    

She thought that when the King of Night and Day had become a man, he would be very interested in her body, and perhaps even improvising — so that she would be able to use all her abilities to curry favor with the King and fight for a chance to live.    

When Zhan Hsingshen looked at Yang Xiao, he really hoped that she could turn into a wild beast and pounce on him.    

I'm sorry.    

Yang Xiao didn't rush over, he just leaned on the car and looked at her.    

He looked into her eyes, and they were filled with a thick sense of playfulness.    

And, disdain.    

Zhan Hsingshen's Xinn'er jumped up and down.    

She could see that the king had already seen through her thoughts, as if he was watching a monkey. He was patiently waiting for her, this monkey, to come up with something interesting.    

However, what made Zhan Hsingshen have a bad feeling was, why would the king be disdainful?    

Could it be that her delicate body wasn't perfect enough?    

Was it not enough to bewitch any man in the world!?    

Zhan Hsingshen had such confidence, so when he was about to be severely punished, he took advantage of the opportunity when Yang Xiao asked her to change clothes and gritted his teeth to use her last weapon.    

However, when the king was faced with her perfect body, he was filled with disdain.    

It was as if the king had long ago obtained a woman that was even more beautiful than her body.    

"How is that possible?    

Could it be Night God?    

Or Muchen?    

It wasn't Muchen, because she still had the gatekeeping sand.    

Even though the Night God's body is beautiful, it is vastly different from mine.    

She was mature and plump, like a peony.    

"But I'm like an orchid in a hollow valley, subtracting yet --"    

When Zhan Hsingshen thought of this, a light suddenly flashed through his mind and he shouted, "I know!"    

She knew.    

She finally understood why the king despised her perfect body.    

For the King — and a woman!    

Only the King was a real woman, so she could show her disdain when other women showed her delicate body.    

Don't forget that Zhan Hsingshen secretly praised the king's posture when he walked down the mountain.    

If one did not have an absolutely perfect body, then one would not walk with such pleasure.    

Right, it was to enjoy the view!    

Compared to this word, words like "pass through flowers and brush the willows" had to be rough.    

Just when Zhan Hsingshen's mind was filled with the image of the king walking, he heard her say lightly: "It's not a good thing to know too much."    

After Zhan Hsingshen heard the meaning behind her words, he didn't even have time to think. He directly kneeled down in the muddy water, not caring about his snow-white knees at all. If he just kneeled down heavily like this, he might get injured.    

It makes a man's heart ache.    

She was even more afraid to look up.    

After she had seen through the king's greatest secret, her entire body was enveloped in an incomparable amount of fear. Every cell in her body was trembling and shouting.    

Other than kneeling on the ground, shivering all over, waiting for fate to decide her, she had no intention of resisting at all.    

The cruel blow he had been waiting for did not come.    

Cold sweat mixed with mud dripped from her forehead and the tip of her nose.    

Drips of water splashed in the puddle under his knees.    

The longer they waited, the more scared Zhan Hsingshen became.    

It was as if she couldn't take the weight of it. She just wanted to jerk her head up and scream something, and then — to die a happy death, maybe what she wanted most right now.    

Pah! -    

Just when Zhan Hsingshen was about to collapse, the sound of this voice instantly drove away the pressure she couldn't withstand and forced her to look up.    

Then, she saw that the king was still leaning on the car, holding a fire engine to his face.    

In the red glow of the flames, she saw that the king's full, sexy lips were holding a cigarette.    

Could it be due to preconceptions?    

Anyway, Zhan Hsingshen was sure that the current king was exactly the same as before, without any changes.    

However, Zhan Hsingshen dared to swear!    

Previously, when she saw the king's lips, she had never thought of using an adjective such as "sexy and plump" to describe her lips.    

At most, he only felt that the shape of her mouth was a bit better.    

A good-looking person should have a beautiful mouth.    

If your mouth doesn't look good, can you call it pretty?    

The king's lips were not only beautiful, but his smoking posture was also incomparably seductive and handsome.    

Being seductive and handsome were two words that shouldn't be mixed, and shouldn't appear in the same person.    

But now they were all displayed by the king with a smoking gesture.    

Perfectly, seamlessly, to make up for the fact that her smoking was a novice.    

Only Yang Xiao had great martial arts, he could even effectively control the normal functioning of his internal organs. If he lacked any cultivation experience, he would definitely choke violently from the smoke.    

She could no longer maintain her current ethereal elegance.    

No matter how skilled Yang Xiao was, his lungs could not handle the nicotine erosion that they had never felt before.    

As a result, she immediately covered her mouth and started to cough softly after she had put on an act and exhaled a mouthful of smoke.    

"What's so fun about smoking?"    

Yang Xiao's snow-white eyebrows frowned, then he flicked the cigarette out.