Chapter 1541: Who is Torturing Whom?

considering Ye Fan's feelings, she stopped Luo Xueyan from retaliating against the Nanlong Gang.And Si Kong Yanran casually chatted a few words. Hearing her aunt again on the phone urging him to study...Can she fulfill the thousand-year aspiration of her ancestors, leading tens of thousands of disciples of Tianzhu Gate to a happy life This time will tell.

This time, it was her only chance.

Who would dare to be careless if they were in that situation

Thankfully, Li Nanfang's instinctive reaction, as she had hoped, was without any deviation.

Just like no one can resist the sixteen-day demon dance.

When Li Nanfang was gasping for breath, a salty pork hand grabbed her roughly, and one hand unbuckled his own belt.

She truly couldn't bear it, but thinking that he would soon die at her hands, she decided to forgive him.

Even if she were Bo Sata, she wouldn't want to lose her life.

Then Bodhisattva Ma’an generously forgave Li Nanfang, smiling coquettishly. The atmosphere between heaven and earth was filled with **.

This is the highest realm of the Sixteen Days Demon Dance.

The sweet fragrance emanating from the sachet under Guanyin's arm had reached its peak. All male creatures within three meters of her, including grasshoppers and crickets, were consumed by a powerful urge to propagate the next generation.

Unstoppable.

Who could have imagined that the Sixteen Heavenly Dances, which supposedly bewitched and led to the demise of the last emperor during the Mongol Empire era in history, were performed by people from India

Even when the emperor of Yuan Dynasty fled to the Gobi Desert, he couldn't forget about the Heavenly Demon Dance. Its initial purpose was to counter the disaster stars from the dark world

After so many years of evolution and practical experience, contemporary Bodhisattva Man can bring the power of the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance to its highest level.

Her eyes and brows, usually filled with tenderness, now bore a fierce murderous intent.

Success is here, today.

Here!

The great King Xuan Yuan forbids Bodhisattva Man to use any weapons against Li Nanfang, allowing her to only use her body fluids to end the millennia-long suffering of the Tianzhu sect.

Guanyin Bodhisattva would not dare to disobey, nor could she disobey.

These days, every time she thought about the king agreeing to help her get rid of Li Nanfang, she would wake up from her dreams with a smile.

It's simply too easy for Bodhisattva to kill people.

Don't be fooled by her hands, they look as delicate and slender as spring onions, pale and soft. Yet, she can crush a teacup with a single grip.

Is Li Nanfang's Adam's apple hard, like a porcelain cup

Okay.

Even though his bones were harder than porcelain, Bodhisattva Man couldn't crush his throat. But could the bones in other places of his body be as hard as a teacup-sized tree trunk

Never.

Even if Li Nanfang had been eating calcium tablets from the womb, his bones wouldn't be as strong as Xiao Shu's.

When the Bodhisattva Mai used her soft skills, she could transform into a giant human-shaped python. Relying solely on the flexibility of her body, she could coil around things like a python, twisting even slender saplings as thick as teacups into segments.

If these two tricks can't kill Li Nanfang, Bodhisattva Ma has one last trump card.

The Bodhisattva Man of the Indian Tianzhu calendar, at the age of three or four, began to practice evil martial arts similar to "absorbing stars."

To put it bluntly, it's a kind of evil charm that can suck men dry.

This martial art has a very romantic name.

Lover's little hands.

Of course, unless absolutely necessary, Bodhisattva Man would never resort to her ultimate move against Li Nanshan.

Firstly, she didn't want to give Li Nanzhi her body.

On the other hand, when practicing the skill of "lover's small hands," Bodhisattva Ma often has to pay a great deal herself.

Both men and women find what is given as a gift, equally important.

Whether it's wrist, gift or wrist, fist, they are all harmful to the body and can even become life-threatening.

So, Bodhisattva Ma didn't plan to use her "Lover's Small Hand" technique to deal with Li Nanfang.

It's really not necessary.

Her spring onion-like right hand had already firmly locked onto his throat.

"Ugh, ah, brother, go to death, ah—go to death."

The Bodhisattva raised her chin sharply, as if about to suffocate, let out a weak and desperate scream, and her right hand clenched into a fist!

Click.

This is the sound that Bodhisattva Man enjoys listening to the most.

This voice also represented Li Nanshan's throat being crushed.

"Kekeke, this is too easy. I haven't even used all my skills yet. Let me just end it— oh no, wait!"

Guanyin smiled sweetly to herself as she reached this point, but her expression suddenly changed dramatically.

Her right hand, however, was clutching something broken.

But that thing, it was definitely not Li Nanshan's hyoid bone, but a piece of shell.

Not far west of the Zangling River lies the sea. Whenever seawater surges inland, it carries shellfish and other marine products to the Zangling Mountains and even further inland. So, finding shells on the riverbank is quite normal.

What's abnormal is that Bodhisattva Ma just now was clearly clutching Li Nanshan's throat, how come she suddenly became a seashell

She was no longer a virgin.

If the bodhisattva who cultivates the Heavenly Demon Dance is still a novice, it would be like forcing a tiger to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures – it's simply impossible.

Especially, one should practice making a lover's small hand.

But there is no doubt that Bodhisattva Man has never been touched by a man so far.

It's not contradictory to say that someone is not a demon child but can still practice evil cultivation techniques like the "Heartless Devil's Hand."

It's as simple as saying that there's no rule against bad people doing good deeds.

So when she mistakenly believed she had bewitched Li Nanfang into a state of utter infatuation, she effortlessly crushed his windpipe.

"Damn you, you, how dare you insult me!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Bodhisattva Man became furious and immediately grabbed Li Nanfang by the neck with both hands.

Slap.

A hand, fiercely striking her right and left hands' back, like being whipped, it hurt so much.

She screamed in pain, once again spreading her fingers wide, ready to pinch again. Another smack echoed through the air.

This time it hurts more than last time.

The Bodhisattva was trembling all over in pain.

It turned out that Li Nanfang had picked up a rattan strip from the side when weaving a sleeping bag, and used it as a whip.

After being slapped three times in a row, Bo Sa Ma only then realized that Li Nanfang's eyes were not only red but also wicked.

Like a devil.

Black Dragon!

Star of Calamity!

These two terms, like lightning flashes, sprung to mind from Bodhisattva's brain. Immediately, she realized that she absolutely could not be this foolish anymore.

The Black Dragon has awakened, and the ominous star reveals her murderous intent - if she still holds back, once this scoundrel completely takes charge, she will only meet a gruesome end, strangled to death.

So, she had to resort to a trick she didn't want to use, the "lover's hand" technique.

When the water level of Zanglong River returned to its lowest point, Taici had already climbed to the treetops.

A wild rabbit hopped out of the dense forest, stood up on its hind legs, stretched out its front paws, and pricked up its ears to look towards the riverbank.

Rabbits are not people.

But it needs to drink water.

Its requirements were not high either. Every morning at this time, it would run to the large stone and drink a few mouthfuls of water in the small puddle before returning to the jungle to celebrate another successful night of survival.

Today it needs to drink a few more sips.

Because yesterday morning, it saw a human sitting on the big rock where it drinks water, causing it to not drink water all day.

Every creature has its own preferences, just like rabbits who, like snakes, return to where they came from.

Yesterday, it drank water from somewhere. Today, tomorrow — as long as it lives, it will always go there to drink.

If danger blocks its way to its old watering hole, it would rather go thirsty for a day than risk going somewhere else.

Yesterday it was thirsty for a whole day, today it's estimated to be thirsty for another day.

Shameless human beings.

Humans are not only shameless but also quite terrifying.

In fact, the rabbit didn't know that it was Li Nanshan himself who was terrifying and shameless all over the world.

If it were any other man, he would have been drained dry by Lady Bosatsu long ago and tossed into the Dragon's Den to feed the fish.

It was she who wanted to drain him, wasn't it

As a result, why was it that not only did he have no trace of struggle, but she ended up with her arms and throat severed

The ancestral Heavenly Demon Dance Divine Skill, the ultimate move "Lover's Little Hand," why is it not working at all

The shameless Li Nanfang was now holding a stone aloft, his eyes fixed on the river surface.

He was fishing.

For others, the behavior of wanting to catch fish with just one stone is definitely stupid.

But Li Nanfang, who has lived on a small deserted island overseas for half a year, can do this easily.

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