There is a silver needle pierced in the Guan Yuan acupoint of the flower night god, and he is usually careful not to touch it, and it hurts to walk in his heart, not to mention being kicked by someone?

That kind of pain is no longer something that words can describe.

The screams she let out also lost the sound that a human should have.

I used all my strength to dilute the pain with screams, but I only let out a cat-like cry that had just been born for a few days.

King Xuanyuan, who looked at her condescendingly, looked at her with interest, with sparkling eyes and "pure" schadenfreude.

It's as if the scream of the flower night god, which is 10,000 times more painful than death, is the sound of heaven that he admires the most.

Since it is a natural sound, how can it be satisfied if you only listen to it once?

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down from Hua Yeshen's forehead, and his body bent up in reverse suddenly, and as soon as he slowly landed on the platform, he kicked it again.

This time, he used much more strength than the last time.

The pain suffered by the flower night god was naturally magnified several times, and he couldn't even scream, only instinctively trembling violently.

She didn't react with a scream, which made King Xuanyuan a little disappointed, and he raised his foot again, and his strength increased again.

Flower Night God wants to die.

No matter how you die, as long as you can die.

However, she had no strength at all because of the severe pain, and if she wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, she could only make a weak lips like a fish out of the water.

But the tears were not controlled by the strength, and they poured down like a flood that opened the floodgates.

"Why don't you scream? Doesn't it hurt? ”

King Xuanyuan kicked out with some curiosity, and after not seeing any reaction from Hua Yeshen, he squatted down, curled the middle finger of his right hand, and flicked the tail of the silver needle that was exposed half an inch outside.

With this action, he finally succeeded in satisfying the voice he wanted to hear.

The scream that the flower night god let out this time is no longer her body, it should be a soul.

King Xuanyuan was very happy, just like a child who had finally found the most fun toy, and flicked the tail of the needle with his fingers continuously.

The god of flowers and nights stopped screaming again.

Her soul had also been tortured by King Xuanyuan to exhaustion, and the pupils of her eyes began to slowly dilate.

She clearly felt that she was beginning to float in the clouds again, and the white clouds were like cotton wool, and they were very comfortable to wrap around her body.

The warm sunlight spilled from the far top of the clouds, and it was very comfortable to sprinkle on the body, like a mother's hand, caressing the baby's small body in her arms, and gently making her sleep.

No more waking up.

King Xuanyuan didn't want her to sleep forever.

He tortured her, only because she betrayed him, and because he thought her screams were good.

If people die, it's not fun.

In the eyes of the four goddesses, the silver needle, which was more terrifying than the maggot attached to the bone, was easily taken out by King Xuanyuan, and took out a small black sachet from the closet, and used the long little fingernails to pick out a small piece of powder.

This powder, the color of egg yolk, is only a little bit, and it emits a good musky smell, but it can be carried far away by the wind.

The left hand pinched the mouth of the flower night, and with a flick of the little finger of the right hand, the powder was bounced into her mouth.

After closing her chin, King Xuanyuan stopped caring about her, got up and walked to the guardrail, and looked at the spark world below with his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of fascination.

No matter how you look at it, he can't get enough of this beautiful scenery in China.

Whether it's daytime, or night.

If there really is a fairy land in the world, then he will say that he is in the fairy land now.

After mortals come to the immortal realm, they are unwilling to return to the mortal world.

In the days since he entered the world, he has slept very little, at most two hours a day.

Almost all of the time is used by him to appreciate the world, and he is reluctant to sleep.

Although he appreciates the way the world is, he is actually in a daze.

A lot of the time, he just watched, watched, and fell asleep standing up.

He was already snoring softly as the night breeze with the chill of winter blew his long bright white hair and covered his cheeks.

His hands were still behind his back, and his waist was as straight as a javelin.

The person who snores softly is not only him, but also the god of the night.

This is the sweetest sleep she has slept after being plotted by Zhan Xingshen, without any pain, the muscles and nerves of the whole body are relaxed to the greatest extent, and the physiological functions that have been viciously tortured are recovering at a very fast speed in her sweet sleep.

She dreamed.

I dreamed of Helan Fusu.

Leaning on his arms with a delicate face.

He cupped her chin in both hands and slowly lifted her face.

In this way, they can look at each other and be extremely affectionate.

She smiled shyly, and when she lowered her eyelashes, Helan Fusu slowly lowered her head and kissed her on the lips.

The black butterfly's wing-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes.

suddenly found that the man who had slowly caught her red lips was no longer Helan Fusu.

It's Li Nannan.

Li Nannan yawned and shed tears, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, taking out a cigarette with his right hand, and cursing in a low voice.

He wondered, he had just slept like a dead pig for fourteen hours, and not long after he woke up, why was he sleepy again?

Actually, this is normal.

If a person wakes up from too long of sleep, not only will he not feel more energetic, but he will become more sleepy.

It's like a hangover who wakes up with a splitting headache and listlessness, but after just a few more drinks, his spirits will be much better.

Do you want to put the car on the side and squint again?

Li Nannan raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned again, and the thought just came to his mind - he stomped on the brakes.

All the sleepiness disappeared with the person who suddenly emerged from the ground, blocking the front of the car.

"Damn, don't come to me if you want to die. Dude is driving a broken cargo, okay? ”

Li Nannan scolded, picked up the handbrake, opened the door and jumped down.

He wanted to see who this pretending coulder was.

suddenly appeared in front of his car and didn't say anything, but also turned his back to the front of the car with his hands behind his back, holding his head high and making a disgusting look from afar.

If you don't use your fists to teach him a good lesson, it is estimated that Li Nannan will never forgive himself in his life.

"Hey, you're—"

Li Nannan jumped out of the car, opened his mouth angrily and was about to burst into foul language, but immediately shut up.

Give him two more dares, and he won't dare to scold this person.

It seems that no one has ever dared to scold him in front of Jing Hongming.

Even Mrs. Lin, who was in a mess, didn't dare.

Some people are born with a temperament that needs to be feared.

Since he can't scold, let alone do anything, the only thing Li Nannan can do is to accompany his smiling face to offer filial piety: "Uncle Jing Hong, the temperature is low in the middle of the night, you are not at home to accompany my Aunt Wang, how can you be independent on the street?" ”

"Do you think I don't want to go home?"

Jing Hong didn't look back, and there was an undeserved resentment in her indifferent tone: "It's been ten years, as long as I'm in Jinghua, as long as I can go home to rest, even if it's only half an hour, I'll go home." ”

Li Nannan looked up at the sky, and felt that it was at least four hours before dawn, and he didn't go home to accompany his wife, so what did it mean to come here to stand on the street?

"I don't have an extra bed at home."

"Uh, Uncle Jing Hong, you can't be hinting at me and asking me to buy you furniture, right?"

Li Nannan was a little bit of a second monk, and he was confused.

He really couldn't understand how Jing Hongming could say such a thing.

"After my son got married, he and his daughter-in-law moved to Northern Province."

Jing Hongming turned around, looked at Li Nannan, and explained seriously: "Even if it is the New Year's holiday, they will not stay at home when they come back, but in a hotel. And the good name is to provide us with a complete two-person world. So, we only have one bed in our house. ”

Li Nannan became more and more confused, and blinked: "So what? ”

"So what?"

When Jing Hongming spoke again, the decibel level increased a lot, and he was still strongly dissatisfied: "You actually told me, so what!" ”

After seeing that he had a tendency to get angry, Li Nannan subconsciously took two steps back, and was just about to say that your old man is not in the water, and there is only one bed in your house, why do you want to tell me, when he suddenly thought of something.

Jiang Moran.

The night before yesterday, Li Nannan was for Jiang Moran, but he was directly right with the Jinghua Lin family, which provoked Mrs. Lin to go out in person, and when she was almost smashed into a rotten watermelon with a cane, Hua Yeshen appeared in time.

None of that matters.

The important thing is that in order to ensure Jiang Moran's absolute safety and let Li Nannan rest assured that he can go about his own business, Mrs. Jing Hong offered to take Dr. Jiang home as a companion.

This is what Li Nannan could not ask for.

Otherwise, he didn't have to worry about letting Jiang Moran stay in Jinghua alone.

Anyone, after thinking of Jing Hong's position, would not think about how many beds he has in his house.

Ordinary people's homes are basically prepared with guest rooms, right?

The dignified director of the Supreme Security Bureau, can there be a lack of Jiang Moran's small bed at home?

Joke.

But obviously, Jing Hongming didn't look like he was joking.

After Jiang Moran went to his house, he could only live with Mrs. Jing Hong, but Jing Hong's life couldn't-

"Uncle Ten, you're too, too picky, aren't you?"

Li Nannan, who figured out what was going on, almost burst out of his eyes: "A person as big as you is actually stingy to the point that there is only one bed at home." Who will believe this? ”

Jing Hongming's face was not good-looking: "You think I'm farting?" ”

Li Nannan hurriedly shook his hand and resolutely retreated in time.

Sure enough, Jing Hongming's right foot swept over his pants.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Hongming has never been smiling, let alone doing anything to anyone.

Li Nannan knew very well that he, like Ye Xiaodao, was an angry existence in the eyes of several birdmen in Lao Longteng.

Seeing the gas bag but not moving his hands and feet, it is like a drunkard who sees the national wine that has been stockpiled for 60 years, but does not drink a reason, and he is uncomfortable to death.

is worthy of being a big man who has become famous.

After Jing Hongming kicked in the air, he didn't take too much inch, but just snorted lightly: "When my son was born, it was difficult to give birth." Your Aunt Wang almost folded on it, and I feel guilty. As soon as she woke up from danger, I made a lifelong commitment to her. ”

One bed, one life.

For the rest of my life, as long as I can go home, I will no longer go outside.

This is Jing Hongming's promise to his wife.

Sounds ridiculous.

But with a sweet warmth, Li Nannan couldn't laugh, so he could only bend down and bow deeply to him.

Jing Hongming didn't buy it much: "Do you think that if you bow to me, I can break my promise with peace of mind?" ”

Li Nannan sighed: "Alas. What can I do to give you peace of mind? ”

"I heard."

Jing Hongming thought for a while before saying, "You have opened a piece of century jade in the gray valley of Myanmar?" ”

Li Nannan's cheeks trembled several times, and then said happily: "Uncle Ten, I personally think that Jiang Moran can't live in your house in vain. In this case, I will contribute the piece of the jade of the century and count it as the rent for her to live in your house. ”