word, took her to Peking Union Medical College and found Murong Xue. Under Murong Xue's treatment, Huhuo's injuries quickly improved. Because the fat man admired Huhuo very much, he went to the hospit...Morning is naturally the time when men are most vital.

People like Li Nanfang, who is an incredible talent, wouldn't even consider starting their day unless they were consumed with a burning desire for that kind of thing.

Moreover, the full moon held a special significance for him.

Of course, the full moon he saw when he first opened his eyes in the morning wasn't a real full moon. It was connected to his most beautiful memories.

The other day, every time he opened his eyes to see the full moon in the morning, or recalled that time under the full moon, he felt an endless sense of peace in his heart.

But now that he saw the bright full moon once again, he saw a vision of Duan Xiangning's suicide, with its poignant and tragic beauty.

Almost without any warning, Li Nanshan's eyes suddenly filled with blood.

Blushing.

Eerie red.

His handsome face contorted instantly, like a demon who picks his victims.

From his throat came a ghastly, low growl. He rose slowly, ripped off his shirt, clenched his fists, and stared fixedly at the pale orb of the full moon in the sky. Step by step, he walked towards it.

Bodhisattva Barbarian shouldn't kneel by the river, with her perfectly sculpted buttocks jutting out like a white deer leaning its mouth on the water.

It's possible that the grilled fish I ate last night was too salty.

She might have finally gotten a good night's sleep last night, so she woke up extra early today and felt much more refreshed. That's why she came to the riverbank for a drink of water.

After finishing her meal, she was just about to lift her head when a low growl, like the rumble of a wild beast, reached her ears from behind.

The plump, little body trembled slightly, then slowly turned its head back.

That man had already walked behind her, that ferocious villain made her heart tremble with fear, she just wanted to bury herself in the Long River and drown herself, it would be much better than enduring the unbearable torture that was about to come.

No sooner had she conceived the thought than, before she could take any action, a raspy voice, like that of a demon, whispered, "Bow down."

Just two words, a downward command like a massive iron hammer, shattering all of Paula's desire to die and resist. There was only the obedient bow, her chin touching the water's surface.

Without a command from the villain, Po Su-man had already let out a captivating nasal voice.

This was already her instinctive reaction, because the villain made her do so.

If she dares to disobey, the humiliation she will face will be doubled.

With a splash, as Po-su's little head plunged into the river, it was clear that Da Li's demonic assault had begun anew, lashing out at her with renewed ferocity.

It was strange, that even though Bodhisattva Man had already reached her limit with the torment from demons, at first she could still enjoy the extreme happiness of flying in the sky.

It was this indescribable joy that made her quickly fall into it, instinctively making the most tacit cooperation.

Just when she was feeling suffocated, her hair - a claw grabbed her tresses and pulled her head out of the water.

Why would the devil do that

For the demon enjoyed hearing her screams as it rained blows upon her from behind.

Similarly, without any prompting from demons, Bodhisattva Man opened her mouth and let out a scream that echoed for a long time in the back mountains of Canglong Mountain.

After a night's rest, Bodhisattva Ma'an's voice rang out again, clear and melodious.

But this is only temporary.

After all, no matter how good a voice is, if it's constantly screaming, it will become hoarse.

Just as the sun rises, she is already held in the devil's arms. Facing each other, her hands hook around his neck, and her legs coil around his waist. However, her upper body leans back, falling to the ground, her hair swaying with her trembling body, back and forth. Her voice finally cracks.

She has fallen from the clouds three times.

The demon didn't release her like it normally did. She kept flipping her eyes, slackening the grip on her neck, and letting her upper body slump down like overcooked pasta until the back of her head hit the ground, but still wouldn't let go.

Not only did he not let her go.

Instead, hard work becomes even more savage and brutal.

The banging sound could scare birds away from a hundred meters away.

"I'm going to die."

Almost blurring her senses, Bosatsu Man's pupils began to dilate as she thought in her heart.

She had no doubt, she was going to die.

He was drained to death by demons.

She could clearly perceive that her life water had run dry, and her life fire had extinguished.

The skin on the shoulders, originally as smooth and slick as congealed milk, had completely lost its lifelike luster.

His full head of hair is also gradually turning white.

All her energy, under the devil's brutal lash, was incessantly spent, with no replenishment.

"I'm really going to die."

Her dull eyes suddenly brightened, and she muttered the words.

Her limp body, devoid of any strength, was suddenly filled with a surge of energy. It caused her to tremble violently as she unleashed the last vestiges of her life force in a piercing shriek. Just like a dying cobra, she abruptly rolled over and sat up from the ground.

As she jolted upright, her upper body rising with sudden urgency, she saw that her once raven black hair had transformed into a blinding white.

Her final burst of diligence was nothing more than a dying ember.

When her pupils dilate to their maximum extent and become fixed at a certain angle, that is complete death.

Get ready!

As death drew near, clutching the demonic aura of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he suddenly and violently fell to the ground, trembling violently throughout his body as if in his final moments, emitting a low growl.

Then, Bosu Man suddenly felt a surge of scorching heat flow, like the water and fire of life, spreading at lightning speed throughout her limbs and every cell in her body just as her pupils were about to freeze.

The extinguished flame of life, like a fire doused with gasoline, burst into flames with a deafening roar.

In the river of life, which had already dried up to the point where its bed cracked, a clear spring suddenly gushed forth from the ground.

Her eyes, about to freeze in place, also at this very instant, flared with a sudden brilliance.

And so, within this flame, within this spring, her body swayed in unison with his, trembling again in resonance. She opened her mouth and let out a clear, exquisitely high-pitched, endlessly drawn-out wail: “Ah—ah!”

The gentle cry, in the empty expanse of the mountain gorge on Mount Canglong, echoed for a long time, persistent and enduring.

Everything, is over.

Guanyin Bodhisattva did not die.

Li Nanfang finally got his biggest satisfaction.

Two bodies were entwined, not separating until Tai Ci climbed to the heavens and Li Nanfang let out a long, guttural sigh. With that, they rolled apart.

Dying of thirst in the desert, he plunged headlong into the clear stream.

As someone who is drowning is about to sink to the bottom, they are grabbed by the hair and pulled back to the surface - after resting for a few hours, what state would two people from different environments be in That's what Bodhisattva Manna is like.

Words like "bursting with energy" or "overwhelmed with power" simply can't describe the genuine feelings Bodhisattva Man is experiencing right now.

She just wants to lie here forever, savoring the joy of being reborn.

I don't want to open my eyes.

Though already up and headed towards the river for a bath, the demon simply said, "Rise," in a nonchalant tone.

The Bodhisattva's tiny frame trembled slightly, then he hurriedly blinked his eyes open and rolled over to sit up.

She was truly afraid that if her diligence even slightly slowed, the demons would punish her again.

She sat up quickly, her hair swinging from the back of her head to the front in the wind.

Pitch black.

Smoothly.

Hair.

Looking at the raven-black hair cascading over her left shoulder, Bodhisattva Man's eyes suddenly contracted sharply.

She could swear, as she lay dying, that she saw her hair turn pale. It wasn't a hallucination, it was real.

Why, after all this time, has it turned black again

Not only has it regained its lustrous black color, but it is even smoother than before.

Besides the change in hair quality, there's also a difference in her shoulders and skin.

Originally, Bodhisattva Man's muscles and shoulders were already as smooth and healthy as silk.

But compared to the current color saturation, the past was simply mediocre.

Staring blankly at her face, it took a long time before Bosata Man slowly reached out and cupped her cheek.

Similarly, she could clearly feel her face, as smooth and delicate as a newborn's, every cell brimming with astonishing vitality.

And as she raised her hands, the scent from under her arms almost intoxicated her.

"Phoenix Rebirth."

Suddenly, Lady Bodhisattva thought of this word.

Yes.

The suffering and torment that Bodhisattva Man has endured these days is just like the phoenix undergoing its rebirth.

To achieve immortality, HuangHuang must die once in fire.

Although Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't set herself on fire, the torment she endured was more agonizing than being burned a thousand times.

Luckily, she made it through.

Just as her life was about to completely fade away, the demon finally let her go.

Not only did he let her go, but he also gave her the most generous reward.

This allows her life's flower to bloom instantly.

She thanked the gods.

Thanks—Li Nanshan.

Then, she knelt down and, facing Li Nanfang who was bathing in the river, bowed three times. Her forehead touched the ground, and her lips, full and rosy, kissed the earth.

The land reeked of something strange.

This is where two people were wrestling on the ground, having sex. As Li Nanshan left, something dripped onto the surface.

Bodhisattva Man didn't know that while she was feeling Huang Huang's rebirth, Li Nanfang was also full of surprise.

He could certainly see how Bodhisattva Man's raven black hair had quickly turned a sickly pale with his increasingly brutal labor.

Her features and skin were as ugly as those of a seventy-year-old woman.

It almost made him lose the desire to continue—fortunately, he had been completely controlled by the Black Dragon, and genuinely felt that the outburst he had been striving for these past few days was imminent. He could only continue his madness.

"As long as you keep putting in the effort, there will always be rewards."

Li Nanan also suddenly thought of a sentence, smiled mischievously, took a deep breath, and plunged into the water.

Actually, there are more than just Bodhisattva Mercy who has experienced the phoenix nirvana.

And there is Li Nanfang.

At the moment of its eruption, Li Nanfang was as if he had received a baptism of enlightenment, his body and mind were greatly sublimated.

Especially Black Dragon's state, was even more of a sickening display of "with children, everything is enough." Even in the slow roar as it burrowed into the dantian qi sea, there was an overwhelming sense of peace.

Not knowing how long he had been in the water, Li Nánfāng suddenly emerged from the surface and opened his mouth wide to take a deep breath.

Although he might be immortal, being able to breathe fresh air again after holding his breath for a long time is also an incredibly awesome feeling.

In the fresh air, there was even a hint of freshly grilled fish aroma.

Wiping the water droplets from his face, Li Nanshan turned back to see Bo Sa Man in black gauze kneeling before the bonfire, slowly turning a piece of sea fish.

She stared intently at the fish fillet, a seductive smile playing on her lips, one couldn't tell what good things she was thinking about.

It looks like a Bodhisattva in an Indian temple.

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