1848: C1848 Why Is His Surname Li

C1848 Why Is His Surname Li

Yue Zitong had never felt such fear before.

Lee Nanfang, who was normal a moment ago, immediately went into that demonic state of possession in an instant.

His eyes were blood-red and his face ferocious.

An evil smile appeared on his face, and he stretched a hand towards Aunt Yue's delicate neck, as if he was going to break it.

However, he didn't even get the chance to touch it.

'Pa! 'A crisp sound was heard.

A resounding slap landed on his face. He snapped out of his daze.

As his gaze returned to normal, Yue Zitong let out a long breath and kept patting her chest to calm her beating heart.

Luckily, Aunt Yue was experienced.

Back then, at Golden Triangle, Sui Yueyue had plotted to murder Yue Zitong, causing her to be shot in the shoulder and fall off a cliff.

Lee Nanfang saw this scene unfold before his eyes and went mad. No one could stop him.

Luckily, it was Yang Xiao who brought Yue Zitong back from the bottom of the cliff.

Then, in front of countless people, Aunt Yue went up and gave Lee Nanfang a big slap on the face, telling him to return to normal and not to die from overdrawing his energy.

With the experience from that time, if he were to use it now, it would be easy for him to use it.

However, after the match, he stroked Jack's face with great heartache and asked softly, "Nanfang, are you alright? Does it hurt?"

Since ancient times, giving a sweet jujube and giving it a slap had never been a bad idea.

Of course, Yue Zitong was not stingy with her words.

Lee Nanfang came back to his senses and gently held Aunt Yue's hand. Although he said "I'm fine", he was extremely shocked in his heart.

At that moment, he only wanted to frighten his aunt.

He also tried to see if he could freely control the Black Dragon in his body.

Who knew that as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, the Black Dragon would be like a flood that had broken out of a dike, churning and controlling his mind and wanting to strangle Yue Zitong to death as if it were a real play.

"Strangle this woman!

As long as she is dead, no one will be able to whisper in our ears anymore.

As long as she's dead, all the beautiful women in the world will be ours.

Hurry up and do it.

Don't hesitate.

If I don't kill her now, I will regret it sooner or later. "

The Black Dragon's bewitching voice was abnormally clear and carried an irresistible magic. It was as if as long as it strangled Yue Zitong to death, it would give him a feeling of satisfaction that was even more satisfying than being able to take care of ten women at night.

Thus, Lee Nanfang made his move.

He admitted that when Aunt Yue was about to be strangled to death, his humanity would come back and he would stop in time.

However, that obviously wouldn't be as good as the current result.

Not only did it not cause her aunt to misunderstand, it also caused her to feel a burst of confidence that was even weirder than a demon.

"Haha, I knew that in this entire world, only I would be able to restore you to your normal state." Lee Nanfang, you have to treat me well in the future. Otherwise, if you really go crazy one day, I won't run over to save you like I did before. Do you remember? "

"Yes, yes."

Lee Nanfang nodded and kept everything to the bottom of his heart.

He would not reveal the truth about his aunt's visit to the underworld, and would also admit that Aunt Yue was the only freak who could suppress the Black Dragon.

The Black Dragon was clearly a transcendent existence, why was it so anxious to kill Aunt Yue right now?

The reason was nothing more than two words.

Fear.

Yue Zitong must have had something about her that caused the Black Dragon to feel extreme fear.

As for what this trait was, it was none other than …

Let's not talk about it.

He didn't want his aunt to have any more arrogant thoughts.

"Alright, stop worrying. Don't worry. As long as I am here, no one will be able to hurt you. I'll protect you, so don't worry about everything. "

Yue Zitong was like a naughty aunt teasing a kid, she pinched Lee Nanfang's cheek and twisted it.

Lying on his chest again, his thoughts drifting, he asked softly, "Speaking of which, after you lost your memory, it was like you were watching a movie. How did that happen?

It's already amazing that you know what Big Sis and Big Brother-in-law were thinking at that time.

He was even able to stand from the vantage point of a bystander and see the changes that had occurred to him.

Could it be that you've transmigrated?

Or is there really a person who is also there, forcing everything he sees into your memory? "

The question that Yue Zitong had asked became even more profound.

It was hard to imagine who else would appear there on that rainy night twenty years ago.

Lee Nanfang couldn't explain it clearly.

He only remembered how, as a baby, he had miraculously come back to life after being beaten to death by the storm in the mud.

The redness in his eyes was still gradually thickening.

The little bridge that had been scared silly by all these events, stood in a daze on the spot for over ten seconds.

The baby's eyes turned the color of blood.

You could close your eyes and imagine, a newborn baby, or a Premature Failure Child, would have an incomparably ugly appearance, with demonic blood-red eyes, no, a scarlet red appearance. Anyone who saw it would be terrified.

The little bridge was also scared, and its teeth couldn't help but chatter.

Subconsciously, she grabbed her husband's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "How … how did this happen?"

"Demonic, demonic body. "Ha, ha, ha. Little Qiao, this is the child we are looking for."

The husband jerked his head up and laughed wildly.

His words were slurred when he was laughing maniacally, and Little Bridge was not in the mood to identify them at the moment.

She only heard her husband say that this was the child they were looking for.

"Little Bridge, are you still going to carry him away?"

The husband raised his hand and ruthlessly wiped his face as he asked Xiaoqiao, "If you don't want to, I won't force you. No one will force us either. "

"Why, no?"

Looking at the baby's little bridge, the fear in her eyes slowly faded away, replaced by maternal love many years earlier.

Little Qiao was the most kind-hearted and docile girl in the world.

She could already tell that the baby was not of ordinary origin, but her kindness prompted her to slowly reach out and take the baby from the mud into her arms.

She clearly didn't have the experience of a mother, but for some reason, she would hug a child. With her left hand holding the child's small body, she let his Tiny Skull rest on the crook of his arm. Look, what a good kid. Is he smiling at me? "

"He was just born, why is he smiling at you now that he can't see anything clearly?"

The husband ruthlessly wiped his face and stretched out his neck to look at the small bridge in his arms. He was stunned.

Laughter.

The newborn baby, after being carried by the bridge, was indeed smiling at her.

Although the Premature Failure Child looked ugly, his smile towards the little bridge was really innocent.

It was his son who was lying in his mother's warm embrace, smiling contentedly.

The redness in his eyes gradually faded under the gentle gaze of the small bridge as he smiled sweetly.

Eventually, the clarity of the baby was restored.

"This is my son."

Completely enthralled by the baby's laughter, the bridge patted him on the back and murmured, "You are my son."

The husband bit his lip and forced a smile. "Yes, he is your son."

"Then tell me, what should I call him?"

Any mother, in life first pick up their child, happiness, should begin to think of the child's name?

His husband's expression returned to normal. After some thought, he said, "Someone said that his surname should be Li."

"Why should I be surnamed Li?"

"Only with Li can he live."

"Alright, then his surname is Li."

Ever since he married his husband, he had treated her like his daughter's favorite little bridge. He had never once tried to get to the bottom of this trivial matter.

But!

Yue Zitong, who was extremely curious, would never stop asking questions for such a thing.

"Why do you want to be surnamed Li?"

Yue Zitong asked in a frightened voice as she took off her clothes to keep warm.

Her delicate body was faintly discernible under the quilt.

Lee Nanfang was very distressed because he couldn't get close to her. Only by hugging her in his arms could he make up for his previous regret.

However, when he stretched out his hand to do something, Yue Zitong quickly opened his claw and said coquettishly, "I'm asking you something." Why can you only live on if your surname is Li? "

"How should I know? You should ask the old man before you give an answer. "

"Hmph, do you think Big Sis and her husband will reveal these secrets? Even big sis doesn't know what to say, let alone us. "

It had to be said that Aunt Yue's brain juice was sufficient.

Thinking about the old man, who loved him so much, he didn't reveal even the slightest bit of his feelings about Lee Nanfang's problem.

This would prove that there was a secret hidden deep within his heart, unless he had to say it out loud when the time came.

Otherwise, even if you beat him to death or use his little bridge as a threat, it would be of no use.

Since he couldn't ask the person involved, then he could only guess blindly.

Yue Zitong activated her clever little head and pondered seriously for a moment, as if she had found an extremely accurate answer. She clapped her hands fiercely and said, "That's right, it must be because the Lee Family has been destroyed.

The Black Dragon in your body should be Sui Emperor Yang, Yang Guang.

It's growing, trying to take over your body.

If he had to find a way to suppress it, then the only way would be to exterminate Big Tang in Big Sui.

The Tang Dynasty's Lee Family.

So, you must have the surname Li to survive.

Am I right? "

Yue Zitong opened her eyes wide and blinked her eyes, hoping that Lee Nanfang would praise her a little.

Who knew that Lee Nanfang would sneer in disdain and say: "Lady Li just picked up the loot, took my Sui Family's Jiang Shan, received my Yang Guang's meritorious services, and passed down their history to them. Have you ever seen anyone in the Li Family who has confronted someone from the Yang Family Royal Family, and who was the one who personally killed me?! "

Domineering.

Lee Nanfang's temperament was completely different from Lee Nanfang's.

Especially when he said the word "I".

Without hesitation, Yue Zitong slapped him again.

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.

It didn't hurt much.

However, Lee Nanfang was so upset that he wanted to kill someone.

How could a good night in the bridal room become like this?

Every time the Black Dragon jumped out to cause trouble, it would only stop after Boss Lee was slapped.1

Why is it all him, Lee Nanfang, who is suffering?

Lying on the bed, looking like he had nothing to live for.

Seeing him like this, Yue Zitong's heart was filled with regret. She immediately giggled and said, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to do that."

"Then I did it on purpose?"

Lee Nanfang replied snappily. Seeing that he had an advantage, his mood improved a lot. He couldn't help but ponder: "Why am I surnamed Li?"

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