Strongest Guard

The car was pressed on the road teeth and flew directly down the drainage ditch, and immediately rolled over.

Someone flew out from the open car window and lay on his back in the grass.

The car lights were very bright, shining on his face, making Yue Zitong, who had just got out of the car, recognized at a glance that he was the Li Nanfang he was looking for.

Suddenly, my heart trembled suddenly.

She mistakenly thought that Li Nanfang was injured when he drove towards him.

After all, Hu Miantang said on the phone that he and Yang Xiao were bullying Li Nanfang together.

Just a Hu Mietang, that is an invincible existence, let alone add a Yang Xiao?

No matter how great Li Nanfang is, he is not their opponent.

Without any reminder, Yue Zitong automatically made up a picture of his brain. After Li Nanfang defeated the two masters and was gloriously injured, he remembered his aunt in his heart, even if he died, he would die in her warm embrace--- -

The two brutal Husbands were shocked by Li Nanfang's strong appearance, they could only watch him leave.

After Li Nanfang got into the car, he was too badly injured and couldn't keep his mind sober. It would be good if he could insist on driving. It is normal to drive the car like a dragon.

Li Nanfang, who was seriously injured, did not realize that when he turned on the BMW Xenon lamp, it had an effect on the oncoming car. He made people angry. He wanted to rush home and threw himself in the warm embrace of his aunt. Turn your eyes, kick your legs----

But Yue Zitong, who was anxious to meet him, didn't know this. He thought it was a drunk, so he turned on the headlight angrily and shone through.

As a result, Li Nanfang, who was originally delirious, slammed the steering wheel instinctively after the strong light came, trying to drive next to him.

As a result, he stepped on the accelerator by mistake while steering, causing the car to suddenly turn into a mad cow and rush into the drain.

When the car rolled over in a drainage ditch that was more than two meters deep, Li Nanfang threw it out from the window and lay there half-dead, scared that Yue Zi Tonghun was lost, and he called out his name in a dumb voice. Rolling down the drain.

"South, South, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up!"

Sitting on the ground, Yue Zitong hugged Li Nanfang in his arms, shaking violently, patted his face with his left hand, hoping that he would wake up.

Li Nanfang didn't move, letting her slap her cheeks and snaps.

"South, wake up, wake up! Don't scare me, don't scare me."

After seeing that he hadn't reacted at all, Yue Zitong was even more frightened. Tears had already flowed down, but he didn't know.

He just held him tightly in his arms, his cheeks pressed against his cheeks, whimpering and crying his name.

No one can know how much Yue Zitong regrets now.

Why did she regret turning on the headlights?

For Mao, if he doesn't give in, he will welt the car and wait for the car to come.

If it was not Li Nanfang who was driving at that time, she could rush up and drag the drunk driver out of the car. She would cover the top with snowflakes on the left and Meng Hu's heart on the right. After torturing him into socks, she would pat him again. In the car, Xiao continued her journey of searching for her nephew.

If it was Li Nanfang-she would hug him in her car in time, turn the front of the car, return to the city as quickly as possible, and send him to the hospital.

But she did not do so.

She turned on the headlights, and as a result, Li Nanfang, who was seriously injured, drove the car into the drainage ditch, causing the injuries and the injuries.

But she also knew very well that she regretted not being able to eat it.

God will never let time go back a few minutes because of her regret.

She would only let her hold her little nephew heartbroken and hate herself. She just wanted to wipe her neck with a knife, go to the underworld with him, and continue to be a happy young couple.

Caring is chaotic.

If this person is not Li Nanfang, but Wang Ermazi, Zhao Dachu, and the like, Mr. Yiyue's six-year spy experience in Guoan, she will let this man continue to lie on the ground, testing his pulse, breathing, and heartbeat.

Open your eyelids again to see if your pupils are dilated.

I'm happy, maybe I'll give him some personal breathing.

However, Yue Zitong had forgotten all the steps to save people that ordinary people knew. He regretted why he turned on the headlights. He was scared and heartbroken because he didn't wake up because of how he called Li Nanfang.

She thought he was dead.

She was killed by turning on the headlight.

"South, you go slowly, wait for me. After I send you home first and pretend to enshrine you, I will die with you."

Holding Li Nanfang in his arms, Yue Zitong, who had been crying for unknown reasons, finally thought of what she should do next.

Muttering in his mouth, he just raised his head ---- in the dim eyes of tears, as if he saw a white figure standing not far in front of her.

ghost?

The desperate white impermanence!

After seeing this vague white shadow, Yue Zitong, who was full of death and death, immediately thought of the legendary god.

The body shuddered suddenly.

No one is not afraid after seeing the impermanence of life.

After all, the world is so good. There are girls with long legs everywhere on the street, and the handsome non-mainstream guys with earrings on their ears-fools, don't want to die.

But soon, Yue Zitong was no longer afraid.

The little nephew is dead, and she has no love for this world.

People who are not afraid of death and even wish to die on their own will not be afraid of impermanence.

When Yue Zitong was not only not afraid, but also smiled proudly at him, Bai Wuchang said: "Li Nanfang is not dead, why are you going to die with him?"

Yue Zitong was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "You, do you say the South is not dead?"

Bai Wuchang replied: "Of course he was not dead. He just passed out."

"He just passed out and didn't die?"

Yue Zitong blinked her eyes and finally realized what she should do to identify the life and death of the little nephew.

He stretched out his hand under his nose and tried it, then bowed his head, his crystal ears pressed against his heart.

When he clearly felt the heat exhaling from his nose and the steady and powerful heartbeat, Yue Zitong suddenly raised his head and screamed to the sky: "Ah----he is not dead! He is not dead!"

With this neurotic movement of her, Bai Wuchang was shocked, her figure shook, and she moved back several meters like an electric switch.

As long as Li Nanfang is not dead, nothing matters.

Well, at least President Yue doesn't have to regret it, she just turned on the headlights for Mao.

However, a new problem came again.

When Yue Zitong only wanted to express his excitement with a wild laugh, he suddenly thought that there was a third party present.

She didn't know where the strength came from, she obviously squatted on the ground, holding Li Nanfang in her arms, and she actually supported Li Nanfang with her left hand, hugged him, and then bowed her head, staring fiercely at Bai Wuchang, sternly He scolded: "Are you here to detain him to the Yin Cao Netherworld? Humph, as long as I'm here, you won't want to succeed."

Bai Wuchang was a little at a loss: "What do you mean by that?"

"Aren't you claiming your life for nothing?"

Yue Zitong hugged Li Nanfang, and slowly backed away, step by step back to the road, with a louder and harsher voice: "You walk away for me, don't take him away! He just fainted and he is not dead yet!"

"Who is Bai Wuchang?"

The name of Su Ming Bai Wuchang has been resounding for thousands of years, and Yang Xiao, who is not well versed in world affairs, knew that, so he wondered why Yue Zitong would call him Bai Wuchang.

"then who are you?"

During the questioning, Yue Zitong's retreat did not stop, and he quickly backed onto the highway.

"This is Yang Xiao. We met on Yunge Mountain a few days ago. Why, don't you recognize me?"

Yang Xiao was even more puzzled. His appearance tonight was the same as when he saw Yue Zitong in the first scene at Yunge Mountain a few days ago. He even had the same clothes. Then why didn't she know him?

"Yang, Yang Xiao? Are you Yang Xiao?"

Yue Zitong, who had already retreated to the edge of the road, staggered under his feet and almost got his feet up from the road.

After shaking her body a few times, she stabilized, then she quickly lowered her head, wiped tears on Li Nanfang's chest, and looked down the drain again.

Under the bright starlight, the face looking up at her at a 45-degree angle was not Yang Xiao, but which one?

"Sure enough, it's you."

After seeing this white shadow clearly, it was Yang Xiao, not Bai Wuchang. Not only did Yue Zitong feel less relaxed, he became even more nervous.

She is not afraid of impermanence-she is more afraid of Yang Xiao.

She didn't know how she felt this way.

Could it be because Uncle Bai and Uncle Yan are in charge, and they always do things according to the rules and don't mess around. As long as there is nothing wrong, there is no need to be afraid of him?

And Yang Xiao?

After meeting in Yunge Mountain last time, Yue Zitong could see that this was a monster that did not follow the rules.

Not afraid of observing the rules, just afraid of having no rules.

So Yue Zitong is now not afraid of Bai Wuchang, but Yang Xiao.

"Yes, it's me."

Yang Xiao walked slowly, smiling a little apologetically, and said, "The Hu Miantang who was talking to you, entrusted me to send home Li Nanfang who was injured and unconscious. But I can't drive----"

After hearing what he said, Yue Zitong understood better and cursed in his heart: "Damn, it turned out that it was not my southern family who drove after a serious injury. It was your ghost who was driving. Let me just say, as long as there is a breath in my southern family, even Driving with two feet will not drive the car like a dragon. Well, why didn’t you fall to death just now?"

"Don't worry, Li Nanfang will be fine. He just suffered a bit of skin injury and hit his head on a tree, causing a temporary coma. Just take a good night's rest, and he will still be alive the next day."

As Yang Xiao said, he had reached half of the **** of the drain.

Yue Zitong yelled sharply, "Stop!"

Yang Xiao stopped, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You are not allowed to come over ---- ahem, you are not allowed to come when I have not settled the South."

Yue Zitong hugged Li Nanfang and backed away again.

Yang Xiao was still very obedient. He really stopped on the **** and explained: "Yue Zitong, don't get me wrong, I won't hurt you two. I just want to take your car back to the city."

"Okay. Then you wait first, and wait until I have settled in the south."

Yue Zitong sneered in her heart: "Hehe, your sister, when I am a fool, I will listen to your nonsense. You won't hurt the two of us? You won't hurt us. How did you faint my south? Want to sit? My car is going back to the city? I'm pooh, dreaming of your spring and autumn dreams."

Looking at Yang Xiao from the corner of his eye, he put Li Nanfang on the back seat of the car, and President Yue hit the ground on his toes, and rushed to the driver's seat like a rabbit, slammed the door and dropped the electric lock.

The action is straightforward.

Although her car is not bulletproof, it is impossible to break the glass in a hurry.

"Yang Xiao, you can enjoy the night view here. Goodbye, ha, ha!"

Amidst wild laughter, Yue Zitong quickly shifted gear, slammed on the accelerator, and slammed the steering wheel.

Amid the roar of the engine, the car made a beautiful 180-degree turn on the spot, and hurried away from the road.

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