Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang was surprised to see Helan Xiaoxin: "Witch, aren't you in the Red Bean Prison prison? Why are you here? "    

Helan Xiaoxin was mumbling something and wrapped her arms around Lee Nanfang's neck, pressing down on his red lips.    

The intoxicating smell of mint musk was even stronger.    

It came from under Helan Xiaoxin's armpit.    

Lee Nanfang suddenly understood.    

This faint fragrance should be the fragrance of Helan Xiaoxin's body.    

In the Qing Dynasty, there was once a Fragrant Princess who was captivated by a certain coquettish king. She had the scent of nature on her body.    

Actually, this kind of natural body fragrance is a variant of fox odor --    

Everyone understood what was going on with the stench of a fox.    

That was because there was a sweat gland under the skin of the armpit.    

When the sweat glands stink, it is fox stink.    

However, not everyone had sweat glands. They were all emitting a foul odor, just like pure white tigers. Some genes had been altered, causing a sweet and fragrant smell to waft out.    

"Helan Xiaoxin, since when did you have a natural body fragrance?"    

When Lee Nanfang thought about this question, he obviously couldn't see that Lee Nanfang's eyes had turned red and his face was twisted.    

"No, she doesn't look like Helan Xiaoxin — who is she?"    

When the woman wrapped around his body started to undress him crazily, Lee Nanfang suddenly felt something was wrong.    

But before he could understand where it had come from, the fire in his heart, as if it had been doused with gasoline, roared high, burning the thread of reason in an instant.    

The Black Dragon also became extremely excited, rolling up and down while roaring incessantly, prompting Lee Nanfang to display his powerful male instinct. Who cares if the woman in his arms was Helan Xiaoxin or not, he just wanted to push her down.    

Outside the door.    

Yang Xiao, who was wearing a waiter's uniform, looked through the crack in the door.    

Her eyes were filled with excitement and evil.    

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.    

During Qingshan Central Hospital, he had hoped to see Lee Nanfang and Min Rou "show" him the entire process of how humans reproduce.    

However, his plans were not as good as the changes he had made. The dazed Min Rou had rushed to Macao ahead of time, but her whereabouts were still unknown. Of course, his wish could not be fulfilled.    

This made Yang Xiao rather unhappy.    

Fortunately, besides Min Rou, there were a large number of women in the world, which was more than enough for him to use.    

No one knew that when they were in Brother David's castle, Yang Xiao had wanted to use some tricks and have Lee Nanfang, Graff, or some maid perform for him — poor child. Now, he didn't even know to use his cellphone and could see the brilliant performance of the Japan, Love Moves, and Star.    

He was determined to get Lee Nanfang to give him a live performance.    

With Yang Xiao's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine, it was so easy to concoct a drug that could make a person lose their mind in an instant and could only fill their body with a primitive desire. Whether it was oral or gas, there was no need to explain.    

But in the castle he had not found the best opportunity.    

Now, when Lee Nanfang had succeeded in making a fool out of himself, Yang Xiao finally found an opportunity.    

Using a blow-pipe, he carefully made Lee Nanfang into a light smoke that was a hundred times more overbearing than "I love a firewood". Lee Nanfang, who was immune to all poisons but could not resist the aphrodisiacs, and Onna Hamm immediately fell for it.    

When Lee Nanfang lost his mind, the smell of Epimedium on Onna Hamm's evening dress was only one of the spring and medicine that Yang Xiao had personally concocted.    

It was still a mutated one.    

Inside the isolated Flame Valley, all the medicinal herbs were much more effective than the herbs in the outside world.    

Seeing Onna Hamm pestering Lee Nanfang to ask for it, Yang Xiao opened his eyes wide, staring at the couple in the room without blinking, every movement.    

When Onna Hamm let out a slightly sad and shrill scream, Yang Xiao's spirits had waned a little: "So, the behavior of human reproduction, like wild horses and small dogs, is just like this." But me? "In the future, should we …"    

Yang Xiao suddenly got annoyed after he said that.    

He realized that even if he had become a normal woman, he would not want to think about any man, so he would just lie on top of her and do such a disgraceful thing.    

Maybe there was a man who could keep him from being too repulsed.    

It was Lee Nanfang.    

After all, Yang Xiao felt that he was already acquainted with Lee Nanfang.    

He also seemed to enjoy being with Ye Xiao during the day.    

However, Lee Nanfang was a man who had to die.    

A man whose head had been chopped off, could he still be like this?    

Obviously, it's not scientific --    

Yang Xiao was indulging in his thoughts when he saw the couple in the room fighting intensely. No matter what posture they changed into, it was all for the sake of just one movement. He felt even more bored.    

He looked back and saw that no one was paying attention to him.    

Yang Xiao took out the straw again, turned it slightly, put it in his mouth and blew on it.    

What she was blowing off just now was a aphrodisiac that could send people into chaos.    

What he was blowing on now was the antidote.    

If he could only poison but could not cure it, what kind of Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine was that?    

Furthermore, Yang Xiao's accuracy in controlling the drugs had reached a shocking degree.    

When she was playing spring and medicine, she could decide how much to play based on Lee Nanfang's unique physique. It would make him lose his mind and become an animal from the start to the end.    

Similarly, when she was blowing the antidote, she also decided how long Lee Nanfang would be able to relax after "working hard" and not have to injure his body according to his special physique.    

Only by ensuring that Lee Nanfang's body was in the most healthy state could the Black Dragon grow in his body.    

Now that he was close to Lee Nanfang, Yang Xiao wouldn't allow him to suffer any damage to his body before the Black Dragon grows up.    

As for that Onna Hamm — was her death or her life related to Yang Xiao?    

"No meaning, really no meaning."    

Yang Xiao smiled disdainfully and closed the door after another five minutes.    

The soundproofing effect of the guest rooms on the cruise ship was simply not ordinary.    

Inside, there were two men and women who were in a frenzy. Even if someone put their ear against the door, they would not be able to hear a single sound.    

The moment Yang Xiao closed the door, he saw a black pistol on the floor in front of the bed.    

He didn't care too much about it.    

This was because he had just witnessed a yellow-bearded man escaping with his hands covering his chin.    

Judging from that person's clothes, he should be a bodyguard.    

How could a bodyguard not carry a gun?    

That pistol must have been left behind by Yellowbeard.    

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, good evening."    

Lord Fei's voice came from the staircase through the high definition sound box.    

The charity fundraising party had come to an end for the time being.    

Next, it was the main event of the night. Under Lord Fei's instigation, the good people who had been invited to come would give their greatest love to the people of England who needed help.    

In the form of taking out real gold and silver.    

It was very interesting who took more money and who took less.    

The emissaries on the cruise ship also wanted to take a look.    

Thus, the waiters on the second floor all went up, leaving Yang Xiao behind.    

Yang Xiao did not go, firstly, because he was not interested in helping the foreign poor, and secondly, because he wanted to "protect" Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang, who had lost his mind and returned to his original state, was also at his weakest.    

If that yellow-bearded man who he beat away were to come here to take revenge, Yang Xiao would hate him for the rest of his life.    

A beautiful song came from above. It was Lord Fei, the super star specially invited by Lord Fei to cheer everyone up.    

Singing the song, is "Titanic" theme song "My Heart Is Eternal".    

I really don't know what Lord Fei was thinking. He actually sang this classic that could sink a ship on his cruise.    

Yang Xiao actually liked the song a lot. After listening to it for a while, he became lost in thought. He hugged his knees and sat on the ground.    

The zither, chess, calligraphy and painting was also one of the lessons that King Xuanyuan had to do.    

Thus, he could hear an unforgettable love through the melody of a dismal merchant.    

Just as he was deep in thought, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs.    

Yang Xiao frowned and looked over.    

As expected, the yellow-bearded man came, followed by two waiters.    

The three of them looked around as they descended the stairs.    

His expression was clearly a bit nervous. This was the prelude to something bad.    

What was Yellowbeard planning to do?    

Yang Xiao did not even need to think to know that they came for Lee Nanfang.    

At that time, Lee Nanfang beat him up, but now, he wanted to get back at him.    

"Everything below is normal."    

A waiter behind the yellow beard pulled up his collar and whispered.    

Yang Xiao was sitting at the corner of the corridor, so no one noticed him.    

It was easy for him to see others, but difficult for others to see him.    

At least, they didn't notice his presence when they walked five meters away.    

"Eh, there's another person here!"    

Yellow Beard, who was walking at the front, finally saw Yang Xiao. He was shocked and immediately reached his right hand into his suit.    

He was going to pull out a gun.    

Yang Xiao didn't even look at them. He picked up a cup of wine from the silver plate and said lightly: "Scram." Right now, I don't want to kill people. "    

No matter how bloodthirsty a person was, when they listened to the melodious music, they would feel that the heavens were right.    

"Kill him!"    

When he first saw Yang Xiao, yellow-bearded man was shocked.    

But after seeing that he was just a waiter, he immediately felt relieved. Smiling fiendishly, he raised his gun and aimed at the god of death!    

His pistol, of course, was fitted with a silencer.    

However, installing a silencer on a gun didn't seem to have much to do with killing.    

After the yellow-bearded man fought Yang Xiao, not to mention installing a silencer on their pistol, even if they installed a rocket launcher, they would only be racking their brains in hell to figure out how they died.    

Was there anything more tragic than being killed without knowing how?    

Yellowbeard, who had already pulled the trigger and had his bullets fired, was crushed with a "ka" sound. His pupils widened to the point where they were filled with grief.    

However, the moment he fell to the ground, he saw a black shadow charge towards the two attendants like a ghost. Only then did he feel a little gratified. "It's good to have someone die with me."    

The road to hell must be very lonely, very long, and very dark.    

As such, every single person who died in the next second hoped that there would be more people accompanying them.    

"Every night when I see you in my dreams, I feel like you … I know you haven't traveled thousands of miles to come to my side …"    

In the heart silently sing "my heart still", the corners of yellow-bearded man's mouth slowly curved into an eternal smile.