Strongest Guard

Bai Yi, Leng Feng, Lee Nanfang.    

These four words were as if they were deeply branded in Yue Zitong's mind. No matter how long she struggled in the endless abyss, the moment she woke up, her mind would start working, and she would immediately be able to recall them.    

It was a night where the moon shone brightly in the sky and a cool breeze blew gently.    

She stood at the edge of Broken Soul Cliff in Binhai City. Yang Xiao, who wore white clothes, was about ten meters to her left.    

As she stabbed her heart with a sharp knife, she screamed miserably at her beloved man, "Nanfang, come back!" and fell into the raging sea.    

In order to awaken Lee Nanfang's humanity, she could only use such a miserable method.    

After making up her mind, Yue Zitong once thought about carefully arranging a play with a blood bag and a fake knife. At the very least, she would first arrange for someone who was proficient in water to hide at the bottom of the cliff and throw the net.    

Although Lee Nanfang was not as perverted as his aunt, she was still able to hold her nose in the water for a few minutes.    

Yang Xiao also agreed with her.    

But in the end, Yue Zitong had overturned this lucky plan.    

No matter how real the act was, it was still fake.    

The reason why a monster was called a monster was because of its ability to instantly distinguish between the real and the fake. It was also a freakishly frightening ability.    

If the monster saw that Yue Zitong pretended to commit suicide in order to awaken Lee Nanfang's humanity, it would never see her again.    

Other than Yue Zitong, no one else could shoulder the heavy responsibility of being crushed by such grief.    

Knowing this, Yue Zitong could only curse her fate and resolutely commit suicide, falling into the sea.    

When she called Lee Nanfang to come back and quickly fell off the cliff, she actually felt a sense of ease that she had never felt before.    

So it turned out that she was too tired of living.    

When she wasn't giving Little Nephew a child, she had to play around in the shopping mall to guard against the Yue Family and follow Elder Yue's instructions before he passed away. She had to do something that would make use of Lee Nanfang's "ashes" for the benefit of the Yue Family.    

Finally, they put down the shopping mall, right? She still needed to coordinate the relationships between Lee Nanfang and those girls to manage this big family for him, so she couldn't help but to make Landlady look annoying.    

Yue Zitong had never felt that she was actually very tired.    

Until the moment she was gripped by death's throat and fell towards death, she actually had the relief of being released.    

"I can finally rest."    

This was Yue Zitong's last thought after she had fallen into the sea.    

She still remembered it when she woke up.    

It seemed that she had just fallen into the sea when she was rescued by Little Nephew who pounced on her. After being unconscious for a few days and being seriously injured, she finally woke up.    

She had no doubt that she was dead.    

Because she knew very well that if she really did know after she died, it would definitely be in a frying pan …    

"This time, those bitches will be willing to be taught by me, won't they?"    

As her mind worked more and more normally, Yue Zitong became more and more proud. She was just about to close her eyes and sigh happily, then shyly call out to the other person who was still breathing. When she came over, all the nerves in her body suddenly tensed up like electricity!    

After she had committed suicide and fallen into the sea, when she woke up again, she didn't even think about whether she was already dead, or if she was currently in a dream, but alive — — Then, when she ruthlessly stabbed herself in the heart at the Broken Soul Cliff, why didn't it hurt?    

Don't mention it, because his aunt's skin is too thick and the knife can't penetrate it.    

The intense pain and blood spurting out was an illusion.    

Yue Zitong was sure that the stab that she'd used to kill herself had been genuine.    

She could even 'see' the moment the blade pierced her heart.    

But she wasn't dead.    

Not only did he not die, he could not feel any pain from his chest.    

"What's going on? Could it be that I've never committed suicide? That night at the Broken Soul Cliff, there was a sad and beautiful scene just in a dream? "    

As Yue Zitong mumbled to herself, she slowly raised her hand and touched her chest.    

There was a distinct scar there.    

Dao Ba.    

After the sharp knife stabbed into his skin, his snow-white skin healed back to its original state.    

There were no elixirs or miraculous medicines that could cause a person's skin to undergo a fatal blow. In just a few days, they would be able to heal.    

The only correct explanation was that she had been in a coma for more than a few days and nights!    

Under the bright moon, Lili had committed suicide to wake Jack up, not in a dream, but many days ago.    

She was not currently in the bedroom of Qingshan's Lee Family Villa either.    

She had designed the ceiling style of her bedroom.    

Furthermore, the color was not such a black, as if it had been painted with black ink.    

"I did commit suicide and fall into the ocean, but I was saved. Only now did he wake up after falling into a long, deep slumber. This isn't my home? "    

Yue Zitong finally reacted, and like a swindler, she abruptly flipped over and sat up.    

She touched the scarred wound during strenuous exercise. It was painful but she didn't care. She quickly bent her knees and hugged her arms. Her face was full of fear as she looked around.    

Only now did she realize that she was inside a stone room.    

The black roof, the black walls, the black floor, the black bed — even the lampstand in the corner was carved out of stone.    

The stone house had a door.    

There are windows.    

The wind was coming from outside the window, and the door with no door had slipped away.    

The wind was very moist, very light and soft, and even had a faint intoxicating sweetness to it.    

Outside the stone door, there was still a black wall. There was a faint sunlight shining in from the left.    

Outside the window, green flowers and trees could be seen. On the surface of the water, there were a few white geese swimming in the lake, and above them, the sky was shining.    

Yue Zitong hadn't noticed those trees and flowers with all kinds of flowers. She had seen countless white geese floating on the lake, but she had never seen such a sky.    

A sparkling sky.    

It was as if there was water flowing in the sky, and no clouds.    

Fish.    

Could a fish be in the sky?    

On the surface of the fish, there was even a sun that was constantly drifting about, reflecting a strange luster under the reflection of the water.    

"Where am I? "In the fairy tale, or... did I really die, and instead of letting me go to hell, I actually came to heaven?"    

Yue Zitong, who didn't even believe she was going to die after waking up, finally shook her mind.    

If she hadn't died, how could she have fallen into the sea and slept in a stone room like this, seeing the wondrous scene of a fish swimming in the sky?    

Where she was now, or even if she was dead — when Yue Zitong suddenly thought of something, it didn't matter anymore.    

What she was most afraid of was that a man who wasn't Little Nephew would do something to her while she was lying on the stone bed.    

Scumbag Lee always said that with her beauty, she would immediately return back to normal after seeing her.    

Although that guy's words were purely fawning on her, his aunt liked to listen to him. In order to maintain his delicate and beautiful figure, she would not hesitate to sweat on the treadmill for more than two hours every day.    

Good.    

Very good.    

Yue Zitong was soon certain that she was still a piece of perfect jade.    

With a long sigh of relief, she noticed that she was wearing a white robe.    

The material of the robe was made of some unknown material. It felt like silk, yet also like cotton. In short, it was very comfortable and light when worn.    

She felt an itch on her face and touched it.    

Her delicate fingers were still tender and white like spring onions, and there was a layer of light yellow grease on her fingers and stomach. It was unknown what it was.    

Yue Zitong slowly moved closer to the Small Nose and took a sniff.    

Although this thing had a nice smell, the stickiness on its face didn't seem very good.    

She subconsciously raised her head and saw a towel of unknown color. For the time being, it was just a towel. In fact, it was just an old piece of coarse cloth that was hung on the wall behind the door.    

Yue Zitong pursed her lips and slowly lowered her foot.    

When her toes touched the black ground, she didn't feel the cold. Instead, she felt the warmth.    

"Could it be that this dark and unassuming stone house is made of warm jade?"    

Yue Zitong thought to herself as she slowly stood up and placed her hands on the stone bed.    

She had been in a coma for too long, so she was extremely weak. She was afraid that her knees would go weak and she would fall to the ground.    

After both of her feet landed on the ground, Yue Zitong's delicate body swayed a few times.    

After slowly adapting for a while, Yue Zitong walked to the door like a thief with her toes at the ready. She reached out and grabbed a towel … Damn, she didn't pull it off.    

A broken towel, when did it become so heavy?    

Before Yue Zitong could figure it out, a voice suddenly came from behind her. "Your eyes look big, but they're useless."    

Who!?    

Yue Zitong screamed out in fright. When she turned around and looked out of the window, she leaned back against the wall.    

The walls of the stone house were also warm.    

Perhaps it was due to this warmth that Yue Zitong's heart, which had almost been scared out of her mind, suddenly dropped back down.    

Of course, it was also possible that the person talking outside the window was a teenage girl.    

The little girl who was lying on the windowsill and looking in was extraordinarily pure. She was like a beautiful young girl that had just walked out from an anime. She was almost on par with that little girl …    

Yue Zitong let out a long sigh of relief and asked subconsciously, "Who, who are you?"    

The little girl blinked her big eyes and answered slowly, "My name is Zhuang Chun."    

Maybe this little girl is a synonym for innocent people. Yue Zitong's panicked heart had completely regained its calmness as she curiously asked, "Acting innocent and pretending to be innocent? "Hur hur, there's someone else with such a name?"    

"It's the manor, pure and pure."    

The little girl who called herself Zhuang Chun curled her lips in disdain and said in a low voice, "She looks pretty good, but she's just a country bumpkin with no culture."    

A bumpkin?    

You dare to mock me as an uncultured bumpkin?    

Yue Zitong immediately became angry. Her phoenix-like eyes widened, and just as she was about to get angry, Zhuang Chun said indifferently, "I thought that before you knew what was going on, you would restrain your ridiculous, bad temper that you had developed in the outside world. Be more polite to me, the best is to flatter me, praise me is a rare Little Beauty. That would be good for you. "    

I will flatter you?    

You want to say that you are Little Beauty, one of the few people in the world?    

Good boy, this child is still young, why is he even more narcissistic than me back then?    

Yue Zitong laughed coldly in her heart, but she also felt that what Zhuang Chun said made a lot of sense. She nodded, "Yes, you are indeed beautiful."    

Zhuang Chun immediately asked, "How beautiful am I?"    

His aunt had always been used to being flattered and disdained by others.    

So when Zhuang Chun asked her, she didn't know what to say for a while, so she just stared blankly with her mouth half open.    

"An uncultured country bumpkin."    

Zhuang Chun waited for a long time, but didn't hear Yue Zitong's sincere praise. She was very disappointed and once again cursed in a low voice.    

Yue Zitong really wanted to rush over, but her mouth was gaping left and right, showing Zhuang Chun what a country bumpkin was.    

"Come with me, I have something to say to you."    

Zhuang Chun was clearly only about ten years old, but when she spoke to Yue Zitong, she always took the initiative.    

Just like a princess who had just inherited a throne, no matter how young she was, she could still calmly arrange for white-bearded ministers to handle her affairs.    

Unable to refuse, Yue Zitong had to pull the towel again — — Damn it, no wonder the towel was so heavy, the little girl was mocking him for his useless gaze.    

It turned out that this towel was carved from stone.    

Who was it that was so full that they used a stone to carve a towel and put it here? Who was it that caused his aunt to lose face?    

Cursing in secret, Yue Zitong wiped her face roughly and walked over to put her right foot on the windowsill. Zhuang Chun frowned and asked with a displeased tone, "When you were at your house, did you jump out of the window every time you left?"    

[God damn it! Why is this girl so meddlesome!]    

Yue Zitong cursed in her heart, but she could only smile wryly on the surface. She obediently put down her feet and turned to walk to the door.    

When she reached the entrance, she subconsciously turned her head to look out the window.    

Zhuang Chun, who was also wearing a white robe, was walking toward the lake.    

The wind blew and lifted the hem of her robe.    

Just as the corner of her robe was about to fall, Yue Zitong's Pupillary Pupil suddenly shrunk!    

She actually saw a tail when Zhuang Chun's white robe was blown into the air by the wind.    

White tail.