Chapter 897: : Are you sure you want me to serve you?

"No way?"
Hearing that he had been in a coma for seven days and seven nights, Li Nanfang's first reaction was not to believe it.
He only had a dream that lasted a little longer. He dreamed of Yang Guang, dreamed of Empress Xiao, dreamed of the crazy woman living in a manger, dreamed that he was mostly a bystander in his dream, watching others Speak, tell stories that you never believe when you wake up.
But Yang Xiao said that he had been in a coma for seven days and seven nights, which seemed a bit of a joke.
"Hmph, if it weren't for me to massage for you every day, stimulate your muscles and nerves, relying on your state of exhausted lamp and dry, you would have died of exhaustion in a coma."
Yang Xiao snorted coldly, no longer looking at him, looking up again at a forty-five degree angle, and looking at the bright moon on the sea.
Li Nanfang particularly hated him for this awkward appearance, just as he hated him being unconscious every once in a while.
He had never heard of any great master in the world with a coma index as high as him.
Being in a coma means being slaughtered. He can wake up again, see this beautiful world, and see annoying people. The luck is so good.
This kind of discomfort made him even more mean when he spoke: "Then why are you saving me? Wouldn't it be better to let me die in a coma?"
"If you die, who will take me out of this ghost place?"
Yang Xiao suddenly looked back at him with a bitter expression on his face.
"Hold a grass."
Li Nanfang was also angry: "The surname is Yang, please be a little shameful, okay? You know that there is no Laozi, you are a soft-footed shrimp in the sea, but you don't know how to respect Laozi. Laozi----Laozi---- "
Li Nanfang can't go down anymore.
His big eyes were staring at Yang Xiao, but he didn't even see the ladyboy. Yes, it was the ladyboy. How did he suddenly appear in front of him and pinched his neck so that he could no longer say a word.
"Dare to call myself Lao Tzu, believe it or not I will strangle you?"
Yang Xiao grinned grimly, his right hand gradually hardened.
Li Nanfang heard the throat bones, and began to make a slight overwhelming click, knowing that this ladyboy would be immortal with a little bit of strength.
Li Nanfang has never liked being slaughtered.
He wanted to resist.
The abhorrent prolonged coma makes his current body incomparable to ordinary people, so where is the strength to resist?
Just like a silly hat, someone pinched his neck, slowly opened his mouth, and his tongue stuck out.
"Remember, I only warn you once."
Seeing that this servant is about to return to heaven, Yang Xiao sneered silently and released his hand.
Li Nanfang coughed violently.
After a good meeting, he looked up at Yang Xiao and smiled: "Renmon Yang, you have the ability to choke Lao Tzu to death. Anyway, I will die in your hands sooner or later. Death now and in the future, it doesn’t seem to be too big. The difference. No, it's not right, the difference is big. I am killed by you now, so you will be a savage here for the rest of your life. Ha, ha."
After waking up, Li Nanfang could already see from the coconut groves on the island, the reefs on the sea, and the warm wind blowing in slowly, that this is a forgotten world.
There are rotten coconuts under the coconut grove, and waist-deep grass, which proves that no one has been to the island for at least a year.
The forested reefs on the sea radiate out to the surroundings with small islands as the core, a full 300 meters, which proves that there are many hidden reefs farther under the sea, which become natural barriers for ships to come here.
He remembered clearly that when he was attending Fergie Fergie's charity party, the wind blowing from the coast of the British Isles was icy.
Now, it is warm wind slowly.
This shows that they have long been far away from the British Isles and come near the equator, and the weather has warmed.
This place is just a fairy island on the sea. There is no development and use value. It is only suitable for Yang Yao alone, lonely and old.
When facing the blue sky, the sea, and fishing alone, by the way, I sigh with emotion about the short life.
Li Nanfang was incredibly happy when he thought of the inscrutable kung fu and mysterious origin of Lady Yang, but finally fell to this end.
A mouthful of Laozi makes the call even more joyous.
His eyes were full of longing for "Hurry up and kill me," and the pale face under the moonlight also became sickly blush.
Li Nanfang really did not expect that one day he would be so urgent for death.
Yang Xiao stared at him, from the initial anger to calmness, and then from calmness to fear of trying to hide.
What Li Nanfang observed and thought after waking up, Yang Xiao saw this afternoon.
I also deeply felt that without Li Nanfang's help, it would really be an island for a lifetime.
Although, Li Nanfang is not the only survivor who lives on the island with him.
But apart from Li Nanfang, he no longer believed in anyone.
The relationship between the two is quite strange.
On the one hand, he will kill Li Nanfang sooner or later.
On the one hand, he only trusted Li Nanfang.
After seeing the change in Yang Xiao's eyes, Li Nanfang was even more proud: "Why, are you scared now? Find out if you don't want to help you, you don't want to leave this shabby place, right?"
"Yes."
Yang Xiao bit his lower lip hard and spit out the word with difficulty.
Even though this demon is bad in every way, he is quite proud.
Some are like Hu Mietang, never bothering to lie.
Only----don't say.
"Then, I am in front of you, can I call myself Laozi?"
Li Nanfang got his ambition again and rolled his eyes.
"can."
When Yang Xiao said these two words, his voice was even more dry.
Li Nanfang sneered: "Well, don't you stop me from watching the scenery?"
Yang Xiao didn't say a word, got up and left.
His body was shaking slightly.
It can be seen that at this moment, how much he wanted to shout, one claw on Li Nanfang's head, grabbed five blood holes.
Seeing that he clearly wanted to kill himself, but didn't dare to kill him, Li Nanfang felt sour and sour. He deliberately waited for him to walk a few steps before saying, "Stop."
Yang Xiao stopped.
Without turning his head, the left hand behind him was clenched into a fist.
"Come here, come here."
Li Nanfang said: "I suddenly felt that the dragon body was a little uncomfortable. Come here and beat my leg."
The son of Zhongshan wolf, the rampant behavior when he gets his will, Li Nanfang used to be disdainful.
Now he felt that if he didn't do this, he was really sorry for the uncle Cao Xueqin who said this.
Click, click.
Li Nanfang heard the slight click of the bones when Yang Xiao clenched his left fist.
But he is not afraid.
Although deep in his heart, he also hated his current villain face.
But who made the Black Dragon either behave like a turtle or be frightened every time he sees Yang Xiao?
Make him lose face in front of Yang Xiao several times.
If you don't find some face at this time, I am afraid that there will be no chance in the future.
"Are you sure, let me serve you?"
Yang Xiao loosened his left fist, and his five fingers twisted like five small snakes.
"Definitely and surely."
Li Nanfang smiled, but he said in his heart: "If you don't like it, then forget it. That's what I said, you are not a beautiful woman. Do you really think I like being served by a man? It makes me sick when I think about it."
"Okay. You wait, I'll come as soon as I go."
Yang Xiao nodded, still not looking at Li Nanfang, turned around and walked quickly towards the thatched house.
"Is this ladyboy messing with hair?"
Li Nanfang looked at him puzzledly, walked quickly to the back of the thatched hut, shrugged silently, and lay on the ground, looking at the dark blue sky in a daze.
He was reminiscing about the series of strange dreams he had before waking up.
Maybe that is not a dream.
It's the real thing experienced after the primordial spirit came out of the body.
Yuanshen is the term used in Taoism for cultivation. The cultivator's Yuanshen can leave the body and travel between heaven and earth, or even leave the body alone, to exist alone, or ascend or reincarnate.
Li Nanfang didn't believe this before.
I don't believe it now-it seems that I can't believe it.
Just because that dream, or reality, is too real.
Really, he can completely match certain things experienced in reality.
Indeed, he saw the shadow of a white woman under the eight hundred startling manger, always calling for her son.
I also saw a large coffin in the snake cave.
The female corpse lying in the coffin looked very much like him.
Li Nanfang clearly remembered that when he was observing the female body, she shed tears.
According to those seen in the coma, after midnight, a woman will enter a state where she can’t wake up even after five thunderstorms, but she may clearly feel his presence and realize that her son will see it. She's...
She wants to wake up, but she can't.
Only tears can express the excitement in her heart.
"She should be my mother."
Li Nanfang, who stared at the sky blankly, muttered to himself.
If the woman sleeping in the coffin is really Li Nanfang's biological mother, then Yang Dahunjun should be his father.
The fact that he is the son of one of the three outstanding youths in history is quite nonsense, whether it sounds or speaks.
Anyone with normal nerves will think this is nonsense.
After all, Jun Yang Dayun has been dead for thousands of years. How could it be possible for a modern girl to give birth to him?
All this can only exist in myths.
As a five-good young man who thrives in a high-tech society, Li Nanfang should not believe this.
So, what happened to the black dragon hidden in his body?
Can this be explained by high technology?
Why are there so many unsolved mysteries in the real life of high-tech?
And why is there the word "spiritual event"?
The more Li Nanfang thought about it, the more obsessed it became.
I really want to smoke a cigarette and let nicotine suppress my irritability.
Subconsciously, Li Nanfang reached out to his pocket----
Huh, where's the pocket?
Li Nanfang, who couldn't find his pocket, was a little strange and turned over and sat up again.
After holding a piece of grass, he realized that he was actually a good image of nothing!
No wonder, when Lady Yang was talking to him just now, she just stared at him.
It turned out that the dead ladyboy-in front of Mr. Li's great capital, he felt inferior.
In his coma, the dead ladyboy stripped his clothes, probably because he was afraid he would catch a cold.
Fortunately everyone is a man.
Facing each other naked, and talking face to face, it's no different.
There are footsteps coming from behind.
It seems that there are women's whimpers.
Li Nanfang looked back and saw that Yang Xiao was plucking a woman's hair in his hand, as if dragging a sack, walking down the grass.
The woman was not wearing any clothes, her hands were tied back, and something should be stuffed in her mouth. When she was dragged down, she kicked her feet constantly to express strong protest.
It's just that the effect of this protest is minimal.
Li Nanfang widened his eyes and looked at the woman. When he was about to ask who this was, he suddenly heard who she was from the whine.
Ai Weier.
There were three or four meters away from Li Nanfang, Yang Xiao flicked his right hand, and Ai Weier, who was like a big white fish, was hit the beach before him.
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