Chapter 723: : A creepy premonition

People with mysterious origins and can't afford to provoke, it is best not to provoke them, so as not to find the disabled themselves.
This is one of the few principles that Li Nanfang adheres to. After passing it to Ye Xiaodao for free, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and hurried away.
I don’t know why, Li Nanfang, who always regarded walking at night as a gentle homeland enjoyment, always felt double-eyed in the scene where the brain patching knife and Helan helping the Soviet hand were almost killed by Yang Xiao. In a hidden place, staring at him evilly.
laugh.
This illusion made him very uncomfortable, so he could only leave quickly.
No man likes to be a turtle.
Especially people like Li Nanfang would rather die than do it.
But before he knew Yang Xiao's history, he bravely stepped forward and was abused into stinky socks, or even lost his life. That would not be brave, but bad.
In history, the death of some people was more important than Mount Tai because his death was meaningful.
To die for being cheap is as light as a feather.
Especially the kind of uncomfortable feeling no matter how fast he raises the speed, he is even more convinced that his policy of flattering after seeing Yang Xiao is extremely correct.
But what was even more strange was that when Li Nanfang drove into the courtyard of the Yue family villa, the horror disappeared.
It's like his aunt's home is the circle drawn by Monkey King with a golden hoop. Don't even sneak in any evil demon.
"Damn, is this the power of the family? Or, the feng shui in this villa is quite good, which can make a hundred ghosts avoid?"
Li Nanfang stared at the courtyard gate blankly, jumped out of the car half a minute later, tiptoed out of the gate, and stood on the road.
The cold wind blows on your face, the bright moon is in the sky, and the surrounding area is quiet, extremely peaceful and peaceful. How can there be a half-hearted uncomfortable feeling?
This made Li Nanfang even more confused, and began to reflect on whether he has become suspicious if he has done too many wicked things recently.
It doesn't seem to have done anything wicked.
Isn't it just let Crawford hide under the desk and provide him with a quality service?
It is normal for men to love and to love women, but they are not wicked.
As for using Feng Dashao as a sausage, hanging it in the air at an altitude of 60 meters and drying it for half an hour, there is nothing wrong with it.
It was Feng Dashao who took the blame completely. Without diamonds, he should be punished if he wanted to do porcelain work.
So, what is going on?
Li Nanfang was stunned for a while, before shook his head and turned to walk towards the villa yard.
Just took a step!
The clear feeling of being stared at by a pair of evil eyes on the back came again like a flood.
This time, even the black dragon hiding in the Qi Sea of ​​Dantian suddenly rose into the air and let out a cry.
Li Nanfang's scalp exploded, with goose bumps all over his body.
Turning around abruptly-that kind of unpleasant to strange sense of crisis, just as it fades instantly when it hits suddenly.
Still the bright moon in the sky, Haiyan and Heqing, a peaceful and prosperous scene.
"What is going on? Could it be that it will only hide behind me?"
Li Nanfang muttered to himself in a hoarse voice, raised his foot, and took out his army thorn.
The heavy black army thorn is named Canpai.
From the day it was cast, it has been given almost magical power. During the decades of gratitude, I don’t know how much blood of bad people has been thirsty for, and it has a certain spirituality. It is a holy tool for warding off evil. Up.
Ye Xiaodao also has a black army thorn.
But now Li Nanfang already knows that his black thorn is just a high imitation of the chaos.
It's not that Qin Laoqi didn't want to pass on the broken soul numbered "7" to him, but he himself firmly refused to accept it.
In Li Nanfang's view, that was a fool.
Qin Laoqi, who made the iron rooster all be able to bow down to the wind, finally bleeds once, but Ye Xiaodao insists on the behavior that the teacher should pass the military stabbing to his son, not a fool, but what?
With Canpai in his hands, Li Nanfang's courage has grown a lot, and he walked along the roadside, slightly sideways, with his feet in the shape of "Out", step by step.
He could clearly feel that every time he took a step, the evil uncomfortable coldness would become stronger.
The black dragon in the sea of ​​anger was also even more turbulent, roaring and trying to stop him, and stopped moving forward.
Since he came to Qingshan from abroad, he has lived in the Yue Family Villa for many days, and he has traveled this road countless times, but he has never felt like this tonight.
Many people say that there are no ghosts in the world.
Li Nanfang doubted this.
It was because he knew very well that there was a black dragon hidden in his body that was always competing with him for his body.
Finally, he dared not go any further.
Standing under a tree, looking at the dark east, said softly: "You, are you Yang Xiao?"
The night before.
It is already early in the morning, and the night of the South Group's catwalk event is already the night before.
The night before, when he first saw Yang Xiao, he felt a deep sense of fear from his heart.
No reason, but it exists.
So now suddenly after being inexplicably scared, he immediately thought of Yang Xiao.
Ye Xiaodao said that the lunatic with abnormal IQ was injured by him.
It's really possible for the injured Yang Xiao to spread this grievance on Li Nanfang.
"Just, why don't you come out?"
Li Nanfang moved his sweaty right hand and stepped back along the original path: "What are you taboo? Or, what are you afraid of?"
No one answered his mumbling, as if no one jumped out and prevented him from retreating to the Yue Family Villa step by step.
It's really strange.
Every time he takes a step back, this horrible feeling will lighten up.
After he slowly retreated to the Yue family yard, this feeling of course disappeared immediately.
He vowed that he would never "look for" that feeling again today.
Raising his hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he took a long breath and put away his army thorns. Li Nanfang shrugged his shoulders pretendingly, and smiled when he turned around: "Hey, it seems that my aunt has a face of evil spirits. ----Fuck!"
As soon as he turned around, he saw a person standing quietly in front of him.
His clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, and his face was pale, like a ghost coming out of hell, so scared Li Nanfang screamed, raised his hand and clenched his fist and smashed it.
This is his instinctive reaction.
Originally, he was scaring himself suspiciously, and suddenly there was such a person standing behind him, can he not be afraid?
When his fist was about to hit that face, Li Nanfang abruptly stopped.
"Why don't you fight?"
Yue Zitong asked coldly.
Li Nanfang shook his wrist and smirked: "This face is so beautiful, I can't bear it, I don't dare."
This is the truth.
His aunt's face looked so pale and scary, it was reflected by the moonlight, and when she took a closer look, she was absolutely flawlessly beautiful.
"Is there anything you dare not do?"
Yue Zitong said coldly: "Did you just say that my face is an evil face? Why can't you bear it?"
"Because it's the face of evil spirits, I can't just hit it casually. If it's broken, it won't work."
Li Nanfang reached out and took her arm: "Okay, okay, let's go back to the house and say."
"What are you pulling?"
Yue Zitong struggled symbolically, and obediently let him walk into the living room arm in arm.
Being able to reconcile with the little nephew is Yue Zitong's current biggest wish.
At first, I really wanted to offend this guy. The fairy stockings developed by the Kaihuang Group with huge investment will soon be squeezed to death by the southern black silk.
Secondly, yesterday afternoon, the whole world knew that she was Li Nanfang's wife. If any man dared to secretly give her a favor, Feng Dashao was a role model.
So, in public or private, she can no longer turn her face with the scumbag Li.
The cold appearance just now was just to protect her few dignity.
"Let it go, don't you know if men and women are giving or receiving?"
As soon as he walked into the living room, Yue Zitong shook off Li Nanfang pretendingly, walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, and looked at him with his arms around his chest: "Just now, what were you doing sneakily outside?"
"I feel as if I have been followed."
Of course Li Nanfang would not tell her the truth.
I really want to tell her, Yue Zitong will immediately become arrogant, pinching his waist with both hands to put out the landlord's frame, making him scream quickly.
Yue Zitong looked at him suspiciously: "Being followed? Your reaction is not like being followed, but like being followed by a ghost."
Smart women should go to hell.
After reciting this nine-character proverb in secret, Li Nanfang curled his lips in disdain, and changed the topic: "What are you going to do in the future?"
Yue Zitong was taken aback, then pretended to be a fool: "What are you going to do?"
"Forget it if you don't want to say, sleep."
Li Nanfang stood up and made a gesture to go to the guest room. Yue Zitong grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the sofa with force. He blinked Shu Lingling's eyes and said softly: "Nanfang, what did you say? aspect?"
"Don't act. It's the two of us here, and no one is here to watch, so we can't just have a good chat?"
"Well, then it's up to you."
"Go and drink a glass of water."
"You have no hands or feet?"
"You will be good."
"What's the benefit? Let's talk about it first."
"Forget it, I'll do it myself."
"Hey, Uncle Li, please sit down and I'll pour you water right away."
Seeing that this guy has a tendency to turn his face, Yue Zitong, who finally saw a little light, certainly did not dare to challenge his patience too much.
"Boiled water, or make tea?"
"Drinking tea at night makes it easy to lose sleep."
Li Nanfang shook his head: "Let's have a beer."
"Is beer also water?"
"Forget it. I'm a little sleepy."
"Don't. Which brand do you drink?"
Yue Zitong held two bottles of beer in his left hand and two beer mugs in his right hand. He pulled the white embroidered cotton tow and walked over suddenly: "Such stars and nights, I am really sorry for this wonderful life without a toast to invite the moon."
"Can you stop being sour?"
Li Nanfang took the wine glass, put his feet on the case table and said: "With this strength, it's better to beat my leg."
Yue Zitong sneered: "Hmph, let my auntie take care of you? This is----"
Li Nanfang didn't raise her eyelids, and interrupted her: "It's good."
"this is necessary."
Yue Zi's fairy tale front turned, put down the wine glass, squeezed two small fists, and thumped Li Nanfang's knees. Jiao Didi asked, "Master, are you comfortable?"
"Comfortable. If you can provide other services, my uncle will be more comfortable."
"Do you want me to serve you like Crawford?"
"I think--"
Li Nanfang opened his eyes and saw his aunt starting to gritted her teeth, and quickly changed her words: "But I will never let you do that. After all, in theory, we are equal. How am I embarrassed to let you unilaterally What kind of service is provided for me?"
"As long as the benefits are sufficient, I will still consider it seriously."
Yue Zitong leaned over, put his red lips on Li Nanfang's ears, and blew lightly.
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