There is a silver needle in the Guanyuan acupoint of huayeshen. You are careful not to touch it. It''s painful to walk, not to mention being kicked by people?
That kind of pain, is no longer words can describe.
Her screams also lost the human voice.
He tried his best to dilute the pain with a scream, but he only let out a cat cry just a few days after birth.
Looking down at her Xuanyuan king, he looked at her with interest on his face. His shining eyes were full of "pure" schadenfreude.
As if, Hua Ye Shen''s scream, which is ten thousand times more painful than death, is his favorite sound of nature.
Since it is the sound of nature, how can you be satisfied only once?
Soybean big sweat, from the flower night God forehead roll down, suddenly reverse curved body, just slowly fell on the platform, he is a kick over.
This time, he used much more strength than the last time.
The pain of the flower night God, naturally also magnified several times, even the scream did not come out, only the instinct of violent shaking.
She did not send out the reaction of the scream, let Xuanyuan king a little disappointed, and raised his feet again, strength increased again.
Flower night God wants to die.
No matter how you die, as long as you can.
However, she has been tortured by the pain of a little strength, want to bite the tongue to commit suicide, but also can only make a fish from the water, the lips weak one.
Tears are not controlled by the strength, like the flood gate opened, splashing down.
"Why don''t you cry? Is it over? "
The king of Xuanyuan kicked his foot curiously. He did not see that Hua yeshen had any reaction. He squatted down, bent up the middle finger of his right hand, and flicked the tail of the silver needle which was half an inch outside.
He finally succeeded in satisfying the voice he wanted to hear.
Hua Ye Shen''s scream is no longer her body, but her soul.
Xuanyuan Wang was very happy, just like a child finally found the most fun toy, and he flicked the tail of the needle.
Flower night God stopped calling again.
Her soul, also has been tortured to exhaustion by Xuanyuan king, the pupil of her eyes began to spread slowly.
She clearly felt that she began to float in the clouds again. The white clouds were like cotton wadding, which was very comfortable to wrap around.
Warm sunshine, from the clouds far above, sprinkle on the body is very comfortable, like a mother''s hand, caressing the baby''s small body in her arms, gently let her want to sleep.
No more waking up.
Xuanyuan Wang didn''t want her to sleep forever.
He tortured her just because she betrayed him, and because she thought her screams were beautiful.
If people die, it''s not fun.
In the eyes of the four goddesses, the silver needle, which was even more terrible than the maggot attached to the bones, was easily taken out by the king Xuanyuan. He took out a small black sachet from his intimate part and picked out a small powder with a long fingernail.
This powder is the color of egg yolk. Although it is only a little bit, it gives off a good smell of musk, but it can spread far away with the wind.
The left hand holds the flower night God''s mouth, the right hand little finger a flick, that spot powder was bounced into her mouth.
After closing his chin for her, Xuanyuan King stopped caring about her. He got up and walked to the fence. He looked at the spark world with his hands on his back. His eyes were full of intoxication.
In any case, he couldn''t see the magnificent scenery of China.
Whether it''s day or night.
If there were fairylands in the world, he would say that he was in fairyland now.
When mortals come to fairyland, they are not willing to return to the mortal world.
In the days since his involvement in the world, he has been sleeping very little, at most two hours a day.
Almost all the time, he used to enjoy the world, reluctant to sleep.
Although he appreciates the world, he is in a daze.
Most of the time, he was watching, watching, standing asleep.
With the cold winter night wind, blowing his long bright white hair, covering his cheek, he has issued a gentle snore.
His hands were still on his back and his waist was as straight as a javelin.
The person who snores gently is not only him, but also the flower night God.
This is the sweetest sleep she had ever had after being schemed by Zhanxing God. Without any pain, the muscles and nerves of her whole body were relaxed to the maximum extent, and the physiological functions tortured by malice were recovering at a very fast speed in her sweet sleep.
She had a dream.
Dream of Helan Fusu.
His face was bashful and leaning in his arms.
He took her chin in both hands and slowly raised her face.
In this way, they can look at each other, incomparably affectionate.
She smiles shyly. When she drops her eyelashes, Helan Fusu slowly lowers her head and kisses her lips.
She opened her eyes when her eyelashes, like the wings of a black butterfly, quivered.Suddenly found that the man who had slowly caught her lips was no longer Helan Fusu.
It''s Li Nanfang.
Yawning and tearful, Li Nanfang held the steering wheel with his left hand, took out his cigarette with his right hand, and murmured something.
He was very puzzled. He had just been sleeping like a dead pig for 14 hours. He had just woken up, but how could he be sleepy again?
In fact, it''s normal.
If people wake up from too long sleep, not only will not feel energetic, but will be more sleepy.
It''s like a hangover. When you wake up, you''ll have a splitting headache and listlessness, but you''ll feel better after just a few more drinks.
Would you like to stick the car to the side and take a nap?
Li Nanfang raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned again. The idea just floated in his heart --- he slammed the brake.
All the sleepiness, with the man who suddenly came out of the ground, blocked in front of the car and disappeared.
"You don''t come to me if you want to die. Man, it''s a broken box, OK
Li Nanfang scolded, took off the block, pulled up the handbrake, opened the door and jumped down.
He wants to see who this pretender is.
Suddenly appeared in front of his car, did not say, but also back to his hands, back to the front of the car, raised his head and chest to make a disgusting look.
If you don''t use your fist to teach him a good lesson, it is estimated that Li Nanfang will never forgive himself in his life.
"Hello, you special ---"
Li Nanfang jumped out of the car and opened his mouth angrily. Just as he was about to swear, he immediately shut up.
Give him two more courage, and he dare not scold this man.
It seems that no one dares to scold him in front of Jing Hong''s life.
Even if Mrs. Lin, who is domineering to a mess, dare not.
Some people, born with the need to fear the temperament.
Since he can''t scold or start, the only thing Li Nan Nan can do is to present his filial piety with a smile: "Uncle Jinghong, the temperature is low at night. If you don''t stay at home with my Aunt Wang, how can you be independent in the street?"
"Do you think I don''t want to go home?"
Jing Hong''s life did not return. In her indifferent tone, she had a grudge that she shouldn''t have: "it''s been ten years. As long as I''m in Beijing, as long as I can go home and rest, even if it''s only half an hour, I''ll go home."
Li Nanan looked up at the sky. He thought that there were at least four hours left before dawn. He didn''t go home to accompany his wife. What''s the meaning of running here to stand on the street?
"I don''t have a spare bed at home."
"Well, uncle Jinghong, you are not suggesting that I should buy you furniture?"
Li Nanfang has some zhanger monks, who can''t understand.
He really did not understand how Jing Hongming could say such a thing.
"After the son got married, he and his daughter-in-law moved to the northern province."
Jing Hongming turns around and looks at Li Nanfang and explains seriously: "even if they come back on New Year''s day, they will not stay at home, but stay in a hotel. And the good name it said, to our old couple to provide a complete two people''s world. So, we have only one bed in our house. "
Li Nanfang was more and more confused and blinked: "so what?"
"So what?"
Jinghongming''s voice raised a lot when she spoke again. She was still dissatisfied: "you said to me, so what?"
Seeing that he had a tendency to get angry, Li Nanfang subconsciously stepped back two steps. He was just about to say whether your old man was in a bad head. You only have one bed. Why do you want to talk to me and suddenly think of something.
Jiang Muran.
On the night before yesterday, Li Nanfang was directly against the Lin family of Jinghua for Jiang Mo ran, which provoked Mrs. Lin to go out in person. When someone almost smashed her head into a rotten watermelon with a crutch, Hua yeshen appeared in time.
None of this matters.
What''s more, in order to ensure the absolute safety of Jiang''s silence and let Li Nan Nan rest assured of his own affairs, Mrs. Jing Hong offered to take Dr. Jiang home for company.
This is what Li Nanfang wanted.
Otherwise, he could not rest assured that Jiang was left alone in Beijing.
Any one, after thinking of Jing Hongming''s position, will not consider how many beds his family has.
In ordinary families, rooms are basically prepared, isn''t it?
The grand director of the supreme Security Bureau, can we still lack a small bed for Jiang Mo ran?
I''m kidding.
Obviously, Jing Hongming doesn''t seem to be joking.
After Jiang Mo ran went to his house, he could only live with Mrs. Jing Hong, but Jing Hong''s life could not be ---
"ten uncle, are you too, too stingy?"
Li Nanfang, who knew what was going on, was almost staring out of his eyes: "a big man like you is so mean that he has only one bed at home. Who will believe it
Jing Hongming''s face is not good-looking: "do you think I''m farting?"Li Nanfang quickly shook his hand and stepped back decisively in time.
Sure enough, Jing Hongming''s right foot wiped his trousers and swept it.
In the eyes of outsiders, Jinghong life is never a smile, let alone to whom.
Li Nanfang is very clear, he and ye Xiaodao, in the eyes of several birdmen of old Longteng, is the existence of the air bag.
It''s just like a drunkard who sees 60 years of national wine in stock and doesn''t drink it. It''s hard to die.
He is worthy of fame.
After Jing Hong''s life kicked out, she didn''t make much progress. She just snorted: "when my son was born, she had a difficult labor. Almost, Aunt Wang, I''m sorry. As soon as she woke up from danger, I made a lifelong commitment to her
A bed, a lifetime.
All my life, as long as I can go home, I won''t be outside any more.
This is Jing Hongming''s promise to his wife.
That sounds ridiculous.
However, with the sweet warmth, Li Nanfang couldn''t laugh, so he had to bend down and bow to him deeply.
Jinghong life but not how to buy: "you think, you give me a bow, can let me at ease break my promise?"
Li Nanfang sighed: "alas. What can I do to reassure you? "
"I hear that."
After thinking about it, Jing Hong said, "you opened a century jade in the gray valley of Myanmar?"
Li Nanfang shivered for several times, and then said happily, "Uncle Shi, I personally think Jiang Mo can''t live in your house for nothing. In this way, I will contribute the jade of the century as her rent for your house. "
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