Chapter 2278: : He is your kind

who am I?
Where am I now?
What i did just now
The three questions in this life apply to three people at this moment.
This is Li Nanfang.
I’m in the creek, secretly protecting a woman to return to Qingling County safely, but she was quite caught by the Bodhisattva. I had to show up and threaten her to talk nonsense, and then broke her neck, but ---- The evil fire that had been accumulated for many days was sent to her.
Li Nanfang, whose eyes returned to normal, blinked and smiled bitterly at the Bodhisattva hanging upside down on him.
He must admit that when he saw Bodhisattva Man, he thought of what he had done with her by the Tibetan Dragon River under the Tibetan Dragon Mountain in Seoul.
The Bodhisattva seemed to be of little significance to him, just a beauty.
But she was the most unscrupulous object to trample on the black dragon-Wo grass.
In the past hour or so, the black dragon controlled Li Nanfang.
After getting big satisfaction, Lao He wandered off to rest, leaving the mess to Li Nanfang.
The moonlight is so bright.
I am Bodhisattva.
I am now in the creek, after finally catching a woman who is of great use to the devil, and I was about to take her away, so that scum Li regretted that he had hurt me every moment, when he appeared.
I should have hijacked Yang Tiantian, let him abolish martial arts, and then bring him back to Tianzhu, and from then on, treat him as a slave and enjoy the whole life.
As a result, I inexplicably surrendered at his feet and used all my abilities to please him, hoping that he would be satisfied with me.
How could I do this?
The Bodhisattva opened his eyes very slowly and looked at the bright moon. Tears slipped from the corner of his eyes and dripped into the water.
No matter how much she hates and is afraid of Li Nanfang, she has to admit that when they meet, all she can do is to do her best to please him.
This is the only way in this life.
It also seemed that Bodhisattva's hatred for Li Nanfang was a big joke.
Make her feel ashamed.
I just want to wipe my neck with a knife.
Especially, there is a woman on the bank who is looking at her without blinking.
The breeze blows.
A few hairs that were picked up hit Yang Tiantian's face, causing her brain thinking that didn't know how long to stop, and slowly started to work.
This is Yang Tiantian.
I was standing by the creek, watching the man and woman doing the indescribable things in the water.
How long did I watch here?
A few seconds?
But my legs, why are they standing numb----
Why should I look at them and do that shy thing here?
And, I also hope that I too--
After Yang Tiantian thought of this, she suddenly felt that her heart was beating wildly, and her blood was circling so fast, her indescribable shame made her just want to hit her to death.
She raised her hand, just about to cover her face, but heard a tender roar.
When she looked subconsciously, she saw a child, holding a small scimitar aloft, jumping out of the bush like a tiger, and rushing towards her.
The moon tonight is so round and bright.
Through the moonlight, Yang Tiantian could see the child's small face, full of killing intent to destroy the world.
She was terrified.
Yang Tiantian let out a scream, turned and ran.
boom!
Because she was standing next to a stream like a stone sculpture, she watched a love action movie that lasted for more than an hour without taking a cent. After a long time without moving her legs, her blood flow was numb.
She suddenly turned around and ran away.
The order given by the brain center was very accurate, but her response was several beats slower.
Under uncoordinated movements, she threw herself to the ground. After hitting her head against a tree, she simply rolled her eyes and passed out. It was normal.
Shame Sheng can cut off Yang Tiantian's beautiful head with just one knife.
It doesn't matter how old he is, but the small round moon scimitar is extremely sharp.
Xiusheng rushed to Yang Tiantian's side, and jumped over her.
Yang Tiantian, in the eyes of shame, is just a wood----
At this moment, in the shameful world, there are only the humiliated mother and the demon!
He is going to kill Li Nanfang.
"Shame, come back!"
Chunniang also reacted at this time, and when she saw Xiusheng pounce on the stream, she screamed in fright.
Chunniang's cry made the Bodhisattva Man who had just returned to reality completely awake in an instant.
She looked at the world--
Seeing all her hope, her whole world, all her spiritual sustenance, and the continuation of her life, that little person, holding a machete high, leaped like a tiger.
"Shame, this is to help me kill Li Nanfang. Good son!"
After the Bodhisattva understood it suddenly, after ecstatic, he suddenly felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.
What could jump out was a wailing: "Ashamed, don't come over."
Only the demon Li Nanfang was in Shaosheng's eyes.
He was full of thoughts about hacking to death the demon and saving his mother.
Although the shame age is young, the exceptional genes and the very special way of raising the Bodhisattva make him nearly a head taller than children of the same age.
Especially the shameful thinking is even more terrifying mature.
Just like the speed at which he culled, it was quite fast.
The ripples on the water surface were blown by the wind, before they completely dissipated, Xiusheng had already rushed to the side of the stream, holding the round-moon scimitar in both hands, and once again let out a tender and violent cry: "Li Nanfang, let go of my mother I will kill you!"
Wo grass, this little is young, why is he so fierce?
At such a young age, he dared to kill with a knife.
Sooner or later, growing up is also a scourge--Li Nanfang was surprised, frowning, with a cold expression, which was fleeting in his eyes.
In Yang Tiantian's view, Shame Sheng is a little devil.
But in the eyes of Li Nanfang, this is a kid who can be killed with one slap.
Killing the now prevents him from harming others when he grows up.
Especially he is the son of Bodhisattva Man.
Xiusheng rushed over, a small scimitar with a round moon, glowing with a cold light under the moonlight, facing Li Nanfang's head.
Li Nanfang smiled suddenly, his left hand still hooked the bodhisattva's slender waist, and his right hand was raised.
Although he wanted to kill this little bastard, lest he would kill more people when he grew up, but Li Nanfang, no matter how inhumane, would not kill a few years old.
However, a slap on the shameful cervical spine allowed him to live to a hundred years old, and he could only sit in a wheelchair. He could no longer harm others, but there was no psychological pressure.
Li Nanfang's right hand is about to be taken out----The Bodhisattva screamed dumbly: "Li Nanfang, this is your son!"
what?
Li Nanfang stayed for a while.
He stayed with him, shamefully chopped off the knife, but did not pause.
Lightning!
"He is your son, his surname is Li, his name is Xiusheng, Li Xiusheng."
When the Bodhisattva cried out these words, Li Xiusheng's small round-moon scimitar had already touched the skin of Li Nanfang's neck.
Even if it were another ten thousand years later, no child of a few years old could cut off Li Nanfang's head with a knife.
Li Xiusheng is not good either.
However, the speed at which Li Nanfang dodges the blade is unbelievable, but the blade of the small round-moon scimitar still slashed over his left shoulder.
Blood splattered everywhere.
In the moonlight, it looks like a blooming waxberry.
Before the blood dripped on the water, Li Nanfang turned his right hand and pinched the back of Li Xiusheng's neck accurately.
How much can a three-year-old child weigh even if his physique is different from that of ordinary people?
After his father pinched his neck, what Li Xiusheng could do was to push a pair of short legs desperately, yelling, and the scimitar stabbed at Li Nanfang's right rib diagonally: "Li Nanfang, go to Laozi dead!"
Too Nima is not filial.
Seeing that the Bodhisattva was quite sincere and didn't lie, and Li Xiusheng's eyebrows were indeed seventy points like himself, Li Nanfang suddenly understood something, sighed in his heart, and when he easily avoided the machete, he used his right hand slightly.
Therefore, Li Xiusheng, who was about to kill his own father and utter a nasty anger for his own mother, fainted and fell into the water with a small scimitar.
"Shame, shame!"
Seeing his son’s little head, suddenly drooping, the Bodhisattva was so frightened that he was so frightened, he screamed after he fell into the water from Li Nanfang, then stood up and snatched it from him. child.
"You killed my son, you killed our son. You are a scumbag, you are a demon. I will kill you, kill you!"
Misunderstanding that his son was killed, the Bodhisattva's eyes were flushed red, and he roared hoarsely. With five fingers on his left hand, he firmly grasped Li Nanfang's eyes.
Li Nanfang didn't want to be blind, so he backed away in time.
Bodhisattva Man held the child in his right hand, yelling and pounced on Li Nanfang, with five fingers on his left hand, still grabbing his eyes.
She has been on the verge of losing her heart, which is very dangerous.
Li Nanfang was afraid that she would go crazy like this, so he grabbed her wrist and whispered: "He is not dead. He just passed out. Can you calm down and tell Lao Tzu what is going on? "
In fact, he only needs to say the three words "he is not dead".
The Bodhisattva was able to calm down instantly and hurriedly check his son's situation.
As for what Li Nanfang said later, she didn't hear it at all.
The son is not dead.
He just passed out.
After removing the trembling right hand from Li Xiusheng's nose, the Bodhisattva no longer had any strength, and collapsed in the water crying.
Li Nanfang stretched out his hand, simply hugged both mother and son in his arms, and lifted his legs ashore.
His shoulders were still bleeding.
It doesn't matter, this injury can be completely ignored for Li Nanfang.
Chunniang is a smart person. After witnessing all this, she knew that she was still obediently retreating.
She also knew that from the moment the Bodhisattva Man surrendered to Li Nanfang's feet, the action plan to come to Dongtu Huaxia had completely failed.
The sect master not only tried his best to satisfy the family for more than an hour, but also violated the vow of "Never tell the scumbag Li, he is his own son"-this bitter hatred, what else? Newspaper?
Is it bitter hatred?
The more Chun Niang looked, the less she looked like it.
It's like cut bone love.
I don’t know how long I cried before the Bodhisattva stopped his tears, got up and picked up the clothes on the shore, and put on his son again. Said: "His surname is Li, his name is Xiusheng, Li Xiusheng."
Anyone who has a bit of a brain can see the meaning contained in the name "shame life".
This son was conceived by the Bodhisattva in humiliation, and was born in humiliation.
She suffered so much humiliation, but still let her son be named Li.
What does this prove?
In addition to proving that in her heart, Li Xiusheng's pro-Laozi can only be Li Nanfang, and she has been completely conquered by this fellow, what else can it be?
As for her body and mind, even the extended life was conquered by Li Nanfang, she used all her strength to calculate his behavior, it was nothing more than a woman's nature.
It can also be said that a demon lived in the bodhisattva's body.
Over the years, humiliating demons have been torturing her all the time, making her desperate for life.
But when her demon saw the real demon, she could only kneel down to please.
Especially when the Bodhisattva fell from the clouds, the demon who had tortured her for years also wailed and vanished.
Otherwise, when Li Nanfang was about to kill her son, she would scream that it was his own son, whose surname was Li!
The Bodhisattva nowadays is a very pure woman.
The devil who had tortured her for several years has disappeared, so she won't have to cry in the middle of the night again.
Looking at the mother and son, it took a long while for Shabi to scumbag Li and said softly, "The way you educate your son is definitely wrong."
If the Bodhisattva's way of educating his son, even if it was a little reliable, would not have been a young man, brandishing a knife to kill, and claiming to be Laozi.
The Bodhisattva looked up and looked at Li Nanfang with no expression on his face: "After he learned to walk for ten months, I spent a lot of money and hired more than ten teachers for him. Half of his teachers specialize in training children. What should I do? Only by doing can you become a real gentleman. But----"
When the bodhisattva turned his words, he became excited and shouted in a mute voice: "He is your seed! You planted me when you were extremely evil. No one can help him remove the primitive evil from his bones except you. , Let him be a gentleman. I spent so much effort, but I didn’t get the slightest gain. He is your seed, your seed ---- you have the face to say me. You just sow the seed, regardless of the scum you raise , But there is a face to say me."
Seeing that this lady is going crazy again, Li Nanfang quickly raised his hands to persuade her to have something to say.
"You can look down on me, you can beat me, scold me, torture me or even kill me. But you are responsible for being ashamed. In the future, whether he will become a gentleman tortured by girls or a demon everyone is afraid of, it depends. What did you do."
The Bodhisattva stood up holding Shaosheng and walked to Li Nanfang, staring at him for the last time, repeating for the last time: "You will remember it for me, and you will never forget it. His surname is Li and Li Xiusheng. He, It’s your kind."
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