Strongest Guard

0It was as if a white-clothed woman had emerged from the ground and arrived in front of the thatched cottage without making any sound. However, the gentle moans coming from the gap in the door were cut off in an instant.    

    

As the sound disappeared, the insects that were singing in the drizzle also shut their mouths.    

    

In the darkness, Yang Tiantian slowly opened her eyes.    

    

She had that dream every full moon night.    

    

In her dream, she and a man whose face couldn't be seen clearly were fighting to the death with each other.    

    

She couldn't see the man's face, but she knew who it was.    

    

At first, she was scared and ashamed to the point that she took the bedsheet and found the most suitable tilted tree to hang up the southeast branch.    

    

Her master's mother had personally woven the bed sheets for her. They might not look good, but the quality was definitely good. Even if the scissors cut her in half, bearing three to five hundred jin of weight wouldn't be a problem.    

    

Yang Tiantian weighed exactly one hundred Jin.    

    

However, when she stepped off the chair and hung the branch from the southeast, the sturdy bed sheets broke with a "pa" sound.    

    

Then, she fell heavily onto the ground. It was very, very painful.    

    

How could the bed be broken?    

    

It seemed that when she used scissors to cut the bedsheet in half, she had accidentally caused "internal injuries" to it, thus preventing it from bearing the weight of her body.    

    

Then change the other half of the sheet.    

    

When Yang Tiantian hung herself for the second time, she specifically checked to make sure it didn't break again before tying it to the tree.    

    

The sheets that should not have been broken were broken again.    

    

Yang Tiantian was at a loss for a moment before she stubbornly charged forward.    

    

She didn't believe that she wouldn't even die if she were to die!    

    

To be honest, that hidden power really made her unable to die.    

    

No matter if she used a sheet or a rope, once she hung it up, it would definitely be broken.    

    

She seemed to know something, and covered her face with her hands as she cried. She cursed the thing that made her unable to be satisfied even with death.    

    

After tossing and turning for the night, Yang Tiantian was so tired that she fell asleep on the spot.    

    

Then, the man with a face that couldn't be seen walked into her dreams and coldly told her, "Don't even mention you can't die, even if you die, I won't let go of your soul. If you have the ability, you can just kill one for me to see. I promise you, you will regret it for ten thousand years. "    

    

She asked the man, "Why is that?"    

    

"Because this is your destiny."    

    

The man's answer was quite meaningful, nonsensical, and impossible to explain.    

    

Yang Tiantian gave up all hope. "Am I going to let you commit adultery like this for the rest of your life?"    

    

The man laughed sinisterly and asked: "Do you want to live a clear life? "Alright, I can satisfy you."    

    

How could Yang Tiantian know clearly that it was something even harder for her to accept than ten thousand deaths?    

    

She was afraid to die.    

    

She had always been a timid, submissive person. Once she lost the courage to die, she could only be destroyed by that man's floral transformation on those full moon nights when she was half asleep.    

    

Many things that were hard to accept would become a habit over time.    

    

In the past two years, Yang Tiantian had gotten used to the full moon and enjoyed unimaginable pleasures.    

    

To women, face was something that once you lost it, you would be unable to extricate yourself.    

    

Otherwise, Yang Tiantian, who lived alone within the Monarch Valley, wouldn't have become younger and younger. Her skin was even more delicate and tender, and when she slightly turned her eyes, it was as if water was flowing within them.    

    

Yang Tiantian, who had completely fallen into depravity, would still look forward to the full moon at the beginning of the month.    

    

There's a month tonight.    

    

At the very least, there was a moon before Yang Tiantian went to bed early and sank into a deep and gentle world.    

    

However, just as she was about to die from her delicate cries, she suddenly returned to reality.    

    

His heartbeat, his boiling blood, and even his body temperature were all restored to normal at the fastest speed possible.    

    

The man whose face could not be seen was also swallowed by darkness.    

    

She heard the rustle of rain on the window paper.    

    

It was raining outside and the moon was gone, but that was not the reason Yang Tiantian had woken up from her warm sleep.    

    

The real reason why she woke up in fright was because of the eerie feeling coming from outside the door.    

    

In the darkness, she could not see anything. However, she could keenly sense that there was someone standing outside the door.    

    

The Monarch Valley had collapsed and the Monarch Tower had already been submerged in the Yellow Springs. However, it was still an eight hundred forbidden ground, and normal people could not enter, other than the village chief and the second elder.    

    

Thus, she thought that the person who had suddenly appeared outside of the door in the middle of the night was either the village chief or the second elder.    

    

No matter who it was, Yang Tiantian could not accept it. They had heard the sound of her soft voice.    

    

The shame that had been gone for a long time immediately flared up in her heart like a raging fire. It made her want to find a knife and wipe her neck to pull it down.    

    

The person outside the door must have known that she had woken up, but she didn't say anything.    

    

After an unknown period of time, Yang Tiantian finally could not hold it in anymore and asked with a trembling voice, "Wh-who is it?"    

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"The peach blossoms outside have bloomed."    

    

A sinister female voice came through the gap in the door.    

    

"The peach blossoms outside have bloomed?"    

    

Upon hearing that it was a woman's voice, Yang Tiantian's shame immediately lessened. In a flash, she started to wonder who that woman was.    

    

Of the eight hundred women, the ones she was most familiar with were her mistress, Lao Xie's family, and Silly Girl's group.    

    

However, it was obvious that these women's voices were much better than this one.    

    

How to describe this woman's voice?    

    

It was as if he had been buried in an ancient tomb that had corroded for thousands of years. Finally, after an earthquake, it emerged from a crack in the ground.    

    

"You, who exactly are you?"    

    

Yang Tiantian bravely sat up in the dark and pulled a blanket over her delicate body. The moment her snow-white feet touched the ground, she suddenly understood something and immediately said in a hoarse voice, "I, I've seen you before!"    

    

The woman outside the door acted as if she didn't hear what she said and continued, "Every time you get entangled by that monster, the peach blossoms in the valley will bloom. Spring and summer, autumn and winter. You, however, have never seen it before. "    

    

Peach blossoms were originally just an ordinary fruit tree. However, once they were dyed red by the scoundrels of the scholars, they became entangled with the affairs between men and women.    

    

However, the woman said that whenever Yang Tiantian was entangled with that evildoer, the peach blossoms in the valley would bloom, regardless of whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter.    

    

What did this mean?    

    

It meant that when the two of them fought to the death, they actually managed to affect the blossoming of the peach blossoms. This clearly showed just how powerful their auras were.    

    

Yang Tiantian felt the blood in her body rushing to her head again. She was so ashamed that she wanted to smash her head on the wall and die, but she just couldn't.    

    

He didn't dare to die, and he didn't want to die either.    

    

She was already deeply infatuated with the feeling of the full moon, even more so than when she was taking drugs. She could no longer abandon that feeling.    

    

She could only pretend that she didn't believe him. "You … you lied."    

    

The woman smiled sinisterly and asked, "Yang Tiantian, do you know why you became like this?"    

    

Yang Tiantian bit her lips and tiptoed to the door slowly. "Wh-why?"    

    

The woman retorted, "Do you know who I am?"    

    

Yang Tiantian was on the verge of collapse.    

    

The woman outside the door spoke in a disorderly manner, sometimes talking about this and sometimes talking about that. It gave her a deep sense of powerlessness, but she had to answer, "I've said that I've met you."    

    

The woman was finally able to speak properly. "Where?"    

    

Where is it?    

    

Yang Tiantian was stunned.    

    

She suddenly realized that she was unable to answer the woman's question.    

    

On the night of her daughter's wedding, Yang Tiantian fell into a trance and had a very substantive relationship with her. In the end, when the dragon was about to hurt her, a crazy white-clothed woman suddenly appeared.    

    

Her keen intuition told her that the woman outside the door should be that crazy woman.    

    

However, had she really seen a crazy woman in reality?    

    

Or could it be that for the past two years, like every time the moon was full, he would struggle against the monsters to the death, only existing in illusions that were unreal?    

    

After an unknown amount of time, the woman coldly asked, "Why aren't you talking?"    

    

"On, on the night of Tongtong's and Nanfang's wedding."    

    

Yang Tiantian suddenly opened the door and screamed, "I know who you are now! You, you are Lee Nanfang's mother! "