Chapter 1528: : Who is torturing whom

When the Bodhisattva sat on Li Nanfang, don’t look at her trembling like chaff, the spring colors rippling between her brows and eyes, enough to illuminate the entire Tibetan Dragon Mountain area, and the smell of the sachet under her armpits can even make the fish in the Tibetan Dragon River. Ovulation was one month early - but the nerves in her whole body were still tight.
Li Nanfang’s foot just now caused her hipbone to still faintly hurt.
More importantly, it depends on whether she can realize the long-cherished wish of her ancestors for thousands of years and lead hundreds of thousands of people in Tianzhu Sect to live a happy life.
This time, it was her only chance.
Who is it, who dare not be cautious?
Fortunately, Li Nanfang's instinctive reaction, as she had hoped, did not have any deviation.
Just like no one can resist the Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance.
When Li Nanfang gasped heavily and moved violently, the Bodhisattva, who was so painful that he wanted to scream, finally relaxed.
Although the pain was really unbearable for her, the Bodhisattva decided to forgive him as long as he thought that he would soon die under her hands.
Compared to losing a life and being hurt, which one is more difficult to accept?
Of course it is the former.
If the Bodhisattva is Li Nanfang, she hopes to be in pain for three days and three nights, and she does not want to lose her life.
So the Bodhisattva forgives Li Nanfang a lot, endures the severe pain, smiles charmingly, the frequency of waist twisting has accelerated, almost every cell is trembling, and the nasal sound seems to come from the deepest part of hell, dripping. The fragrant sweat came out of one hundred and eight thousand sweat pores, and the heaven and the earth were filled with a certain kind of breath.
This is the highest state of the Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance.
The sweet fragrance of the sachet under the armpit of the Bodhisattva has reached its extreme. All male animals within three meters of her, including insects such as grasshoppers and crickets, will be full of strong urges to breed the next generation.
Unable to contain it.
Who could have imagined that in the history of the Meng Yuan Empire, the sixteen demon dances that fascinated the last emperor were the people of Tianzhu Gate?
The original intention of creating the Heavenly Demon Dance, which allowed the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty to escape to the desert, was to deal with the catastrophe from the dark world?
After so many years of evolution and practical experience, the contemporary Bodhisattva Man can bring the power of the sixteen devil dances to the highest level.
The Bodhisattva who seemed to cooperate with Li Nanfang's actions, the corners of spring brows and eyes filled with brutal killing intent.
Success is today.
at this time!
The great King Xuanyuan did not allow the Bodhisattva to use any weapons against Li Nanfang, and only allowed her to use her body to end the thousands of years of suffering at Tianzhu Gate.
Bodhisattvas dare not refuse to listen, and they have to listen.
But these days, as long as she thinks that the king can promise her to get rid of Li Nanfang, she will wake up happily from her dream.
Bodhisattva murder is simply too simple.
Don't look at her hands like spring onions, soft as boneless, slender and white, but they can crush a teacup in one hand.
Are Li Nanfang's throat bones hard with porcelain cups?
Ok.
Even if his bones are harder than a porcelain cup, the Bodhisattva can't crush his throat, but can his bones in other parts be hardened by small trees with thick tea cups?
Never.
Even if Li Nanfang had been eating the calcium tablets from the gaizhong gai when he was in his mother's womb, his bones would not be explained by a small tree.
But when the Bodhisattva is showing her soft power, she can turn into a human-shaped giant pythonjust relying on the flexibility of her body to wrap around, can be like a python, give a small tree with the thickness of the teacup It's in pieces.
If these two tricks can't kill Li Nanfang, Bodhisattva Man has the final killer.
The Bodhisattva Man of the Tianzhumen dynasties began to practice evil skills similar to "attracting stars" when they were three or four years old.
To put it bluntly, it is a sorcery that can men into adulthood.
As long as he can cultivate for more than ten years, the Bodhisattva can easily control a certain place of her and turn it into a hand-he will never let go if he doesn't push a man into a man.
This Kung Fu has a very romantic name.
Lover's little hands.
Aren’t all men who love to be loved by their little hands, shouldn’t it be better to never let go?
Of course, the Bodhisattva would never use her last trick on Li Nanfang when she was not a last resort.
First, she didn't want Li Nanfang to get her.
Secondly, when the Bodhisattva is showing off her lover's little hand, she herself has to pay a lot.
Most yang and most yin things are equally important to men and women.
Regardless of whether it is deprivation, yang, deprivation, or yin, it will hurt the body and even become life-threatening.
Therefore, Bodhisattva Man did not intend to show his lover's hand skills to deal with Li Nanfang.
It's really unnecessary.
Look, just as Li Nanfanghou hurriedly tore the Ying Luo from her body, her lush right hand had already locked his throat firmly.
"Uh, ah, brother, brother, you go to die, ah----go to die."
The Bodhisattva raised his chin quite abruptly, screamed feebly as if he was dying, and suddenly shrank his five fingers!
Click.
This is Bodhisattva's favorite voice.
This voice also represented that Li Nanfang's throat bone was crushed.
"Hey, hey, this is too unchallenging. I still have a lot of good skills to use, so I will end it first-uh, it's not right."
When Bodhisattva Manmei smiled and talked to himself here, his face suddenly changed.
Her right hand crushed something.
But that thing is definitely not Li Nanfang's throat bone, but a shell.
The Canglong River is not far to the west, and there is the sea. When the sea water flows back, shellfish and other seafood will come to Canglong Mountain, and even farther inland. Therefore, it is normal to have shells on the river bank.
What's abnormal is that Bodhisattva Man just clearly pinched Li Nanfang's throat, how could it suddenly become a shell?
Just when the Bodhisattva was stunned, he felt a sudden pain from below.
She shivered immediately all over.
She was no longer a virgin body.
If the Bodhisattva who practices the Heaven Devil Dance is still a virgin, then it is like forcing the tiger to eat the fast and reciting the Buddha, which is impossible.
Especially if you want to train your lover's little hand, take out the sacred card of Shura Dao weighing half a kilogram without falling out-grass, that layer of film must get in the way.
But there is no doubt that Bodhisattva has never been touched by a man so far.
It's not a virgin, and it's not contradictory to be able to practice wicked lover kung fu, etc., and never invaded by a man.
It's as simple as no one stipulates that bad people can't do good things.
So when she mistakenly thought that Li Nanfang had been lost in despair, and easily crushed his throat, and ignored the salty pig's hand under the plump buttocks, the villain took the opportunity to
This is her first time.
"Asshole, you, you dare to insult me!"
Suffering from the severe pain, the Bodhisattva was dumbfounded for a moment, then furious, and pinched Li Nanfang's neck with both hands.
Snapped.
One hand slammed on the backs of her left and right hands, like being slapped with a whip, it hurts.
She screamed in pain, and spread her fingers again, and she was about to pinch it off, with another snap.
The one who was pumped this time hurts more than the last time.
The Painful Bodhisattva was trembling all over.
It turned out that it was the leftover rattan when Li Nanfang picked up a woven sleeping bag and used it as a whip.
After being severely beaten three times in succession, Bodhisattva Man realized that Li Nanfang's eyes looked at her, not only red, but evil.
Like a devil.
Black dragon!
Scourge!
After these two terms flashed up from the mind of Bodhisattva Man, she immediately knew that she would never be so stupid again.
The black dragon has awakened, and the calamity star has seen her killing intent-if she still has any reservations, after the scumbag completely takes the initiative, she will only be strangled to death.
Therefore, she must resort to a trick she didn't want to use, the lover's hand.
In order to ensure that Li Nanfang must be killed, Bodhisattva Man not only has to perform tricks, but also incarnate as a giant python, entangled him with incredibly fragrant and strange body movements.
Suck him up!
The fierce battle really started.
Wow, wow.
When the level of the Tibetan Dragon River was restored to a minimum again, the sun had already climbed up the treetops.
A hare hopped out of the dense forest. The man stood up and grabbed two fronts, pricked his ears and looked towards the river.
Rabbits are not humans.
But it has to drink water.
It's not very demanding. It ran to the big rock at this time every morning, took a few sips in the small puddle, and then went back to the jungle to celebrate that it had successfully survived another night.
Today it will take a few more sips.
Because yesterday morning, it saw a human sitting on the big rock where it was drinking water, and it didn't drink water for a day.
Any animal has a specific favorite. Rabbits are like snakes. They come back from wherever they go.
Where did you drink water yesterday, today, the day after tomorrow-as long as it lives, it will always go there to drink water.
If there is danger preventing it from going to the old place to drink water, it would rather be thirsty for a day than risk going elsewhere.
It was thirsty for one day yesterday, and it is estimated to be thirsty for another day today.
Shameless human.
Yesterday morning, a flower girl was sitting on a big rock, but today it is a man and woman doing that kind of thing.
What puzzled the rabbit the most was that the woman would be chased by the man several times when she tried to escape, and then caught back.
Seeing the woman who had been caught back, was thrown on the ground roughly by the man's actions-for an unknown number of times, after hearing the woman's weak cry, the rabbit immediately turned and ran.
Human beings are not only shameless, but also quite terrifying.
In fact, the rabbit does not know that the people all over the world, that is, Li Nanfang himself is terrible and shameless.
If I changed to another man, I would have been sucked up by the Bodhisattva and thrown into the Tibetan Dragon River to feed the fish.
She obviously wants to him up, okay?
But in the end, why is he okay, but she is dying?
The magical skill of the Heavenly Demon Dance handed down from the ancestors is so intriguing for the lover's little hand, why is it so useful?
The Bodhisattva's consciousness began to blur, and in his wide open mouth, he only exhaled. After not inhaling, Li Nanfang stopped his movements and let her go.
After resting for a full half an hour, Bodhisattva Man came back to life, tilted his head and looked at the Tibetan Dragon River.
The shameless Li Nanfang was holding a stone high and staring at the river.
He is fishing.
For others, the act of just holding a stone and wanting to fish is definitely an act of Shabi.
But Li Nanfang, who has lived on a small desert island overseas for more than half a year, can easily do this.
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