Strongest Guard

After clearly feeling Lee Nanfang's nervousness, Yue Zitong felt a lot better.    

    

This proved that Little Nephew had a good conscience and was able to care about his aunt's life.    

    

He raised his hand to wipe the tears off his face and took the initiative to cover himself with the towel.    

    

Something under the water was always swinging back and forth, causing her to be in a state of disarray. She could not even concentrate on her lingering fear of crying. How could she possibly concentrate on vividly narrating the wonderful details of when she was in danger?    

    

I climbed out of the water with my head in my hands. When I found that I had been locked down by a crocodile that weighed four or five tons, I would not give up the grace that a delicate girl should have.    

    

Only after confronting it bravely for a long time did he arrogantly snort, turn around, and leave.    

    

Miss Yue was already giving the crocodile a lot of face.    

    

We just met by chance, and we have no feud with each other, so why fight to the death?    

    

Just like this, they clasped their hands together and said, "Goodbye."    

    

However, it was clear that the crocodile didn't understand the rules of the martial arts world. Just as Miss Yue took the initiative to retreat politely, it took the opportunity to pounce out of the water.    

    

Miss Yue was shocked. No, she was furious.    

    

She saw a branch.    

    

The branch was about the size of a child's arm, slightly longer than a rolling pin and very much like a javelin.    

    

After listening to her detailed description of the branch for a long time, Lee Nanfang quickly asked: "You were the one who used this branch to stab that crocodile to death?"    

    

"Of course …"    

    

As Yue Zitong was nodding her head out of habit, she suddenly asked, "Did I say that I used this branch to stab that crocodile to death?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was stunned: "No." However, you just said that after you politely said goodbye, that crocodile opened its mouth and pounced on us. Then you saw the branch. Of course I would think that it was you who grabbed that branch in time, stabbed it into its mouth with a rather nimble and dashing movement, and then it died. "    

    

Although Lee Nanfang had never killed this thing before, he knew how cruel it was by nature. It could even kill adult bison.    

    

Furthermore, crocodile skin was famous for its firmness.    

    

If he wanted to assassinate a crocodile, even a steel blade wouldn't be able to work, let alone a branch.    

    

Lee Nanfang naturally thought that Yue Zitong must have pierced through the crocodile's vitals to be able to use a branch to attack it.    

    

It was true that eyes were the weak point of a beast, but when it was injured, the pain would only make it fiercer and more brutal. Even three aunts would be torn to pieces by a crazy crocodile.    

    

But what if, when the crocodile opened its mouth and lunged at him, he used a javelin like branch to stab the crocodile in the mouth and pierce its internal organs along the throat?    

    

Then, no matter how savage the crocodile was, it could only roll its eyes in the water in pain and die unwillingly.    

    

"At least you're smart. You know you have to use a branch to kill a big crocodile. You can only kill it by stabbing it in the instant it opens its mouth. Hmm, you didn't waste the past few years of my tireless efforts to cultivate you. "Yes, I'm glad."    

    

With a face full of gratification, I patted Lee Nanfang's face, took the opportunity to pick up a corner of the soaked towel, twisted it in the water and wiped my face.    

    

That's it.    

    

As for the fact that the crocodile was killed by Yang Xiao, there was no need to say it.    

    

Anyway, I didn't say it out loud. She used a tree branch and used it to kill a crocodile.    

    

It was Little Nephew who thought of it, not counting what she was bragging about.    

    

Lee Nanfang would of course be grateful to his aunt for her generous praise before taking action.    

    

For example, he took a pack of cigarettes from the side, lit one, took a sip, and blew it out for her to smell.    

    

"If I praise you a bit, then you won't know how to respect your elders and your children. Truly, you have disappointed me."    

    

Yue Zitong raised her hand and slapped the back of Lee Nanfang's head, snatching the cigarette from his mouth.    

    

"Women better not smoke."    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but advise, "Look at Sui Yueyue, she's never —"    

    

At this point, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.    

    

Sure enough, Yue Zitong's bright face immediately turned gloomy.    

    

That pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at him, not saying a word.    

    

When Lee Nanfang saw this, he felt scared and quickly laughed coyly. Then, he slipped away and hid himself under the water.    

    

Just as he moved, his left ear was grabbed by a hand.    

    

"Do you think that no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to your sister Yueyue?"    

    

"How could I say that?"    

    

Lee Nanfang explained, "I just think that smoking is harmful to your health. I was going to advise you, old man, to give up your cigarettes. This is a demon that kills without paying with his life, just let it bring disaster upon us. "    

    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong's eyes became misty again, as if she was about to cry. She choked with sobs, "Nanfang, you think my aunt doesn't want to get away from the Smoker? But I haven't had much, many years to live. Every time I think about it, and think about how after fifteen years, I can't take care of you anymore and leave you alone. Facing this ugly world full of hidden traps, my heart, ah, is like being cut by a knife. "    

    

Lee Nanfang hadn't thought about it for a long time. Yue Zitong's current beauty could only last for 15 years after she was forced to smoke by the Helan Demoness.    

    

In fifteen years, she would turn from a blooming rose into rotten cabbage leaves one night.    

    

That was a cruel reality that she would rather die than accept.    

    

Thus, she would definitely leave everyone who knew her on the eve of the end of her beauty, find a beautiful place, and die alone.    

    

Although it was still far from fifteen years later.    

    

Furthermore, when Yue Zitong said this, regardless of the content, or her tone, it was all so coquettish that Boss Lee wanted to lie down on the edge of the vat and puke.    

    

But what she said was the truth.    

    

All of a sudden, Lee Nanfang felt bad.    

    

Shaking his head, Lee Nanfang got rid of her hand and looked at the water surface. After a moment of silence, he lightly said: "Don't worry, I won't let you wither after fifteen years. You'll always be as bright as you are now, and you'll be the same at eighty. "    

    

"Who would believe your nonsense."    

    

Yue Zitong curled her lips in disdain, "However, for you to have such thoughts, you are truly filial. "I am very gratified. Even if I die, my eyes will rest in peace …"    

    

Lee Nanfang interrupted him: "Can you stop saying that in the future, okay?"    

    

Yue Zitong nodded. "Alright." I know you can't imagine the misery of living alone in this ugly world without your aunt. "Then I won't say anymore."    

    

"That's not what I'm talking about."    

    

"Which thing are you talking about?"    

    

Yue Zitong narrowed her eyes and expressed her displeasure.    

    

She thought Lee Nanfang didn't want her to say that again. It was specially made for him. After she died, he was left alone in a miserable state.    

    

Yue Zitong also knew that she was lying with her eyes wide open.    

    

Even if she were to immediately wipe her neck and hang herself, Lee Nanfang would not be alone and live a miserable life.    

    

Forget about those shameless people everywhere, just talking about Golden Triangle alone would already make two beauties, wanting to tear Lee Nanfang into pieces and then eat them little by little.    

    

It could be said that without Lee Nanfang, even if Yue Zitong hesitated for a while, she wouldn't be martyred by love. However, she would definitely be depressed for the rest of her life.    

    

However, if it wasn't for Yue Zitong, this heartless kid would only be depressed for a short period of time at most. Therefore, he and his sisters would continue to roam around happily.    

    

That was a fact.    

    

Cruel.    

    

Yue Zitong knew it very well and felt helpless.    

    

Furthermore, she didn't want to face it and could only use self-deception to avoid it.    

    

Yet, this heartless little bastard refused to go along with her plan.    

    

If you follow my instructions, will you die?    

    

Since you won't die, why did you anger me?    

    

"I mean, when you talk to me in the future, don't call me 'aunt' again, okay?"    

    

Lee Nanfang had a pained look on his face: "Especially this morning in the river, you — alas, my heart is very uncomfortable."    

    

"Ha, so this is what you meant? I thought it was, it was, it wasn't. Aunt, please take care of me in the future. "    

    

Yue Zitong turned her anger into joy and laughed loudly. She bent down, put her red lips next to Lee Nanfang's ear and whispered, "You dare to swear in the name of my elder sister that when you and I are like this, as long as you think that I'm your aunt, you won't have that kind of evil in your heart, so I'll change it."    

    

"F * ck off."    

    

Lee Nanfang was furious. He lifted his hand and pushed Yue Zitong out of the water. His body slid down and lay at the bottom of the water.    

    

He didn't understand.    

    

Yue Zitong looked so clean and clean, but her thoughts were so evil.    

    

No wonder the high monk of the buddhist faith always called beauties red-pink skeletons, saying that they were nothing more than stinky, and should never be fooled by appearances.    

    

What he said made sense.    

    

However, this evil woman seemed to be right.    

    

Lee Nanfang's heart suddenly heated up. The Black Dragon was ready to move again. He quickly reached out and pinched its leg, stopping it from doing anything rash.    

    

Yue Zitong almost fell off her chair after Lee Nanfang pushed her away.    

    

But she wasn't angry.    

    

Ye Zichen laid on the bathtub with interest as he stared at the man underwater.    

    

When they saw him forcefully pinching his thigh, an evil and complacent smile appeared on his face.    

    

Yue Zitong waited for a full three minutes before this fellow floated up to the surface of the water. She was a little worried and reached her hand into the water to pinch his nose.    

    

Lee Nanfang opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth.    

    

"Damn, I was scared to death."    

    

Yue Zitong exclaimed and slowly stood up. Only then did she feel relieved. She gently spat at the bathtub, turned around, and walked away in a cat like manner.    

    

A few minutes later, Lee Nanfang came back up from the water and let out a long sigh.    

    

Looking at the ceiling, he smiled wryly.    

    

Yue Zitong changed.    

    

He was no longer as simple as he used to be.    

    

Of course, she would not easily change her good habit of bragging.    

    

But that was nothing.    

    

After all, proper boasting could make one's body and mind joyful, and could indirectly bring about the effect of beauty.    

    

The thing was, she had become evil.    

    

Not only that, every word he spoke carried the freedom of the game world.    

    

It must have something to do with the fact that she knew she had at most fifteen years to live.    

    

A girl only twenty-three years old, fifteen years old, that is to say, thirty-eight — thirty-eight.    

    

A woman in her thirties or eighties was her body, her thoughts, her experiences, and everything else. When she was at her most mature and gorgeous, she would die early.    

    

No matter which girl it was, their view of the world would always change.    

    

Two possibilities.    

    

One was that he could not bear the psychological pressure of this pain and thus was pessimistic and haggard. He died less than fifteen years later.    

    

The other type was that they would be able to enjoy and play the game for their entire lives.    

    

Fortunately, Yue Zitong was the latter.