s words, the three of them secretly let out a breath of relief, simultaneously reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat that had trickled down their foreheads."Dongdong, you guys should go back." Ye Fa...This was the first time in recent days that Bodhisattva Man dared to express her inner plea to the devil.
She knew deep down, this was her only chance.
If we don't make our demands while Li Ren is still slightly satisfied, we'll have endless torment when he recovers.
She wasn't someone who sought death. She only had thoughts of suicide when she was mentally overwhelmed by Li Nanshan's impact.
Now that Huang Huang had emerged from the ashes, she received immense favor from Li Nanfang. She no longer wished to die here.
If Li Nanshan didn't let her go, she could only accept her fate and break the jar.
To be eaten by a man, leaving not even a bone fragment behind, wouldn't that be a terrifying way to die
In short, she now didn't even dare to have a tiny bit of rebellious thought.
Guanyin's eyes widened, she waited for a long time.
Li Nanfang slowly turned his gaze from the boundless starry sky and looked at her.
"If you want to leave, just go. When have I ever stopped you"
Li Renshu finished his sentence, then raised his head high.
He had completely let go of his worry because with just that simple question, he was sure this woman didn't have the guts to cause him any more trouble.
After the two of them had gone through the fiery ordeal together, Bodhisattva Barbarian knelt on both knees and kissed the ground. Li Nanfang saw it with his own eyes.
At that time, Bodhisattva Man was filled with gratitude towards him, but it was merely gratitude.
Simple gratitude does not mean that Po Su Man will willingly follow his arrangements from now on.
Because favors like this are like buns a wealthy household casually gives to a beggar—they're practically worthless.
Examples of retaliation for kindness are everywhere. Li Nanfang would never believe in fairy tales.
Furthermore, Bodhisattva Man was originally meant to kill him, but only succumbed to the demonic body possessed by his Black Dragon.
But once this woman returns, sobering up and driven by certain interests, she will definitely come back without hesitation to kill.
Li Nanyang's idea is very correct.
When eating grilled fish, the Bodhisattva deliberately tried to upset him, and in doing so, proved his guess right.
So, he decided to use extreme measures to subdue this woman, making her completely submit to him and develop fear for him. From then on, whenever she heard the name "Li Scum," she would flee three hundred miles just at the mention of it.
After a long beating, Li Nanshan just stopped right when he could, giving Bodhisattva Ma an opportunity to think about it.
If that woman doesn't repent, she will definitely talk to him in an equal or even superior manner again.
Then, no matter what the Bodhisattva says, he will definitely continue to be punished and tortured endlessly by Li Scumbag.
But, Pu-tsa Man was lucky, or perhaps she truly repented with all her heart.
It is no longer out of fear that he puts on a show of begging for mercy, calling Li Nanfang "Master," but rather that the status of his master has been deeply engraved upon his soul.
Even leaving, or even just standing up, had to be carefully inquired about.
This is how a servant should behave towards their master.
Regardless of how noble Bodhisattva Man's previous identity was, regardless of how imperious she was when facing others.
From this moment on, as long as she faces Li Nanshan, she will obediently prostrate herself and ask respectfully before doing anything.
Therefore, Li Nanshan didn't hesitate to wave his hand and uttered a phrase that would utterly devastate anyone.
Guanyin really got dumbfounded.
Want to leave
What does it mean
You you you, could it be that I've been the only one staying here to take the blame these past few days
No, I shouldn't think that way. These days haven't been suffering, but rather the grace of my master towards me.
The first hint of Bodhisattva's rebellious psychology was immediately and brutally suppressed.
This has already formed a conditioned reflex.
If you dare to rebel, you must endure the pain. To avoid both mental and physical torment, you have to obey him unconditionally.
Since the master has said so, you may leave if you wish.
Then—the Bodhisattva was utterly speechless. He got up and ran away.
This was not an escape out of fear, but a rapid disappearance in obedience to orders.
A figure in black gauze, vanished in the night.
Li Nánfāng blinked, a slight irritation flickering in his heart.
Why are you running so fast Am I that scary You didn't even say goodbye, it's really rude.
Li Renzhao rambled on about etiquette, his words flowing like a torrent until drowsiness crept in. He yawned involuntarily, letting his mind wander as he returned to his daydreaming.
What was he thinking
Of course it's life afterwards.
After the recovery of his memory, everything he experienced during his amnesia did not disappear. Instead, they became an indelible part of his mind, continuously impacting his soul.
Duan Xiangning's death had a tremendous impact on him.
Especially lying in front of Duan Xiangning's grave, recalling Min Rou, Jiang Mo Ran, Long Chengcheng, He Lan Xiaoxin, Sui Yueyue, Shang Dao Sakura, Bai Ling'er, and Duan Lingxing, these women who appeared in his life, Li Ren Zhe felt for the first time that he was a scumbag.
If you think about it, amnesia isn't necessarily a bad thing.
If heaven gave him another chance, to endure that kind of mental torture that caused amnesia, experiencing the Flower Night God—Thinking of this person, Li Nanshan's heart ached inexplicably.
The night breeze carried a faint scent of wildflowers, and he finally realized he was getting tired of this kind of life.
To be a rich man, to have people flatter you every day, from your body to your soul feeling comfortable and happy, that's the life he deserves.
But that kind of life seems so far away from me.
The fragrance in the air grew stronger, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but as his nose enjoyed the delight, his ears were also bathed in beautiful music.
The melodious flute music, a piece titled "Phoenix Seeking its Phoenix," echoed softly under the night sky.
Li Nanfang couldn't help but close his eyes and softly hummed, "There's a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. At first glance, I can't sleep."
If I don't see her one day, my heart will ache like I have a nervous breakdown.
The little phoenix chick on me, it searches the whole world in four directions for its nest.
What a pity that such a beautiful woman, both in figure and appearance, didn't end up on the bed in my little shack!
A truly wonderful ancient Chinese Qin song lyrics, in Li Nanfang's mouth, it became something indescribable.
Though some might call him vulgar, he could certainly discern the nuances of a melody.
To call him elegant, he turned elegance into something so vulgar.
Li Ren, who considered himself highly intelligent, was piqued by the tune and involuntarily opened his eyes to see where it was coming from.
Behind Canglong Mountain, by the Canglong River, under the vast starry sky and moonlight, a graceful figure appeared from afar.
Even the slightly loose white Hanfu couldn't conceal the graceful figure of the woman under the moon. Her silk-like smooth shoulders were simply breathtaking to behold. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, swaying gently in the night breeze.
The fragrance of flowers cannot compare to that of a daughter, and the beauty of flowers pales in comparison to the beauty of a person.
The wildflowers behind Mount Cánglóng bowed slightly with the woman's arrival, their vibrant petals drooping as if welcoming a fairy descending from heaven.
A white jade flute lay across emerald green fingers, and the melody of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" that drifted on the wind was blown from her lips.
Just as a black gauze, alluring Bodhisattva Man had left, a flowery fairy with graceful shoulders and snowy skin arrived.
Li Nanfang suspected that he had "fallen under the peach blossom curse", perhaps during the three thousand years when peach blossoms were in full bloom, otherwise how could so many women constantly surround him.
Given Li Ren Zhe's previous personality, he would definitely rush up immediately and have a good chat with this fairy about life and ideals.
Or when he was controlled by the Black Dragon, regardless of whether the other party was singing "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" or someone else was being pursued, he would rush forward and knock the person down.
Now, he only did one piece of diligent work.
He closed his eyes.
A beautiful woman, like a fairy from heaven, visited late at night. This guy actually put on an act of "I'm tired, let's talk about it tomorrow."
It's simply beyond comprehension!
However, Li Nanfang believed that what he was doing now was the most correct.
Initially, he drove Duan Lingxing away precisely to guard Duan Xiangning for seven days. He absolutely wouldn't do anything unrighteous at the grave of his acknowledged wife, especially not with his niece.
Although Duan Xing had left, a Bodhisattva arrived in his place.
He was controlled by the Black Dragon, unable to change what had already happened. So he accepted his fate and allowed the Black Dragon to use his body to its satisfaction.
Now, all obstacles that stand between the body and the spirit are removed.
Li Nanfang just wanted to keep his promise and do what he should for the woman buried beside him.
No matter who comes, it's useless.
Do you really think I, Li Nánfāng, am the kind of man who can't withstand a woman's charm!
So, he closed his eyes, obscuring his visual sensations.
Although he may have great skill, his sense of smell and hearing cannot be completely concealed.
The fragrance of that beauty was so close, the flute music stopped, and what followed was a woman's soft, alluring voice.
Li Nanfang, open your eyes and look at me.
This sentence was spoken calmly, but Li Nanshan felt endless sorrow in his heart.
Sure enough, it's Shen Yun with that woman.
What happened in Room 7 of the Zhilong Mountain Villa is still vivid in my memory.
Before he died, Shen Mingqing roared with all his might, screaming about killing someone. It was a statement that could never be forgotten.
The Shen family sealed the exit, allowing him to dive underwater for several hours until he reached this place.
He had long expected that the Shen family, especially Shen Yun who had been defiled by him twice, would soon come to his door.
Shen Yun appeared at just the right time. However, the way she made her entrance left Li Nanfang completely baffled.
Another woman preparing to kill a man with her beauty
Could it be that during the time I lost my memory, the world changed so drastically that even murder and being murdered became glamorous
Never mind what the world becomes like.
In short, no one will die today, or at least there won't be blood on Duan Xiangning's tombstone.
Li Nanfang still kept his eyes closed, replying in a lazy tone, "I'm not Li Nanfang, my name is Ye Shen. You have the wrong person."
"Unless you open your eyes and look at me, how will you know I've mistaken you for someone else"
Shen Yun's tone was still so calm and collected, her alluring voice like a feather gently teasing Li Nanfang's heart.
Li Rensha absolutely exerted all his effort to subdue the most primal urge within him.
"Beauty, you really have the wrong person. I forgot to tell you, my brain has a little problem, so I don't know you. Please don't bother me."
Li Nanfang started talking more.
He hoped he could keep pretending to be amnesia, temporarily sending Shen Yun away.
Of course, this hope is somewhat slim.
When everyone arrived, Shen Yun definitely wouldn't leave just because of his two lies.
After a brief silence, Shen Yun let out a chuckle and said softly, "Li Nanfang, even if you've lost your memory, it's impossible that you've forgotten what happened just a few days ago, right"
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