and died for, would actually abandon us. Do you remember the South Africa mission before the Third Disclosure""That mission could have been completed successfully, but the organization sent another D...Devil.

This was the deep impression Li Nanfang left on Bodhisattva Man.

Prior to this, the adept at playing tricks and illusions, Bodhisattva Man, was known not only as the Black-Robe Saintess but also by a name that made certain wealthy Indians tremble in their hearts: the Witch.

Shouldn't witches and demons be a match made in heaven

The Bodhisattva Man didn't think so.

If God really intended for her and Li Nanshan to be a happy couple, she felt that being able to live until this moment tomorrow would already be considered very lucky.

She never dreamed that, after generations of Bodhisattvas painstakingly cultivating a peerless seduction technique, it would be perfected in her time and used on Li Nanfang, only to result in this.

She swore!

Throughout the ages, neither she nor her ancestors had made a mistake. They had long since figured out what the Dark Calamity Star was and knew that only the peerless art of seduction could absorb it, get rid of it, thereby eliminating Emperor Xuan's hope of returning to the rivers and lakes, and dissolving the Tianzhu Gate's thousand-year curse of being at the bottom.

Born in the Asura Path of Fiery Valley, his cultivation in the Xuanmen sect was no less profound than that of the Great Elder in the Celestial Dao.

Why is that

Bodhisattva Barbarian clearly hadn't made a mistake, her peerless seductive skill was clearly capable of killing that demon, but the result was — Bodhisattva Barbarian began to question her life.

Her greatest hope now is to escape Li Nanfang at all costs, flee to India, and hide in the Tianzhu Gate for the rest of her life, never to emerge again.

As for whether or not Tianzhu Men's millennial wish can still be realized, to hell with it all.

She had already tried to run away twice, when Li Nanfang seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.

Every time, she would be dragged back by the demons, starting a new round of wanton trampling. She couldn't survive, nor could she die.

After two consecutive failures, Bodhisattva Ma felt pain but also gained insight. She reflected on her experiences and learned from them.

She felt that her two escape attempts had failed mainly because she was too afraid. After being trampled by the demons, she just woke up and tried to run away before her strength had recovered—how fast could she run, how far could she escape

Then he would be easily caught up to and dragged back by the demons.

One must accumulate strength and energy, waiting until enough power is gathered before springing forth like a coiled spring, fleeing thousands of miles like the wind.

Then, the bodhisattva Mu regained consciousness and saw the demon smashing a large fish in the river with stones. He happily sat by the bank cleaning the scales and then, repulsively, began to gnaw on it raw. She didn't immediately run away, but instead closed her eyes again, pretending she hadn't woken up from her sleep.

The Bodhisattva Man also understood medicine, though not as advanced as King Xuanyuan. He was well aware that after prolonged battles, men would become impatient and crave raw fish and river water - hehehe, this is the rhythm of courting death.

Of course, a Bodhisattva wouldn't expect a demon to simply eat some raw fish and drink some river water and then roll their eyes back in their head and kick the bucket.

She only hoped that after the demon had eaten its fill, its stomach would become intensely uncomfortable.

This is a normal physical reaction, even if Li Nanshan's physique is exceptionally strong, he would still experience stomach discomfort.

In fact, just as Bodhisattva Man secretly prayed to various deities, after Li Nanfang finished his meal and burped contentedly, he immediately covered his stomach, frowned, glanced around, and hurried towards a large rock not far away.

Back when they were surviving on the small island for half a year, Li Nanfang and the others, who had to eat seafood every day, took a whole month to adjust their stomachs, which were used to eating grains and legumes, to seafood.

Since he'd been away from the little island for so long, his stomach had readjusted to normal eating habits. So, it was perfectly normal to feel a bit queasy when he occasionally ate only raw fish again.

You better die.

When the opportunity finally arrived, Bosatsu Man secretly rejoiced and hissed curses under her breath.

But she did not act hastily.

She was afraid it was a demon, testing her. It would wait for her to run and then immediately chase after her.

Maybe, to prevent her from escaping, they would even tie her hands and feet with black cloth.

Or just drag her to his toilet and let her smell the stench, until she's almost suffocated.

Wait.

She had to wait, wait for the devil's temptation, to make sure she hadn't woken up, and then calmly pull—that was her only chance of escape.

After thinking about the word "escape," Bodhisattva Man again felt like crying.

If only I had known this today, I would regret it from the beginning.

If she had known Li Nanfang would turn out like this, the Bodhisattva would have been a fool to trust his irresistible charm and send him directly to her doorstep to try and kill him.

A gentle breeze blows.

With the stench of grass carp that had been gutted and its foul odor.

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Li Li, now with five-tenths of her strength restored, suddenly opened her eyes. She sprang from the large stone like a spring, so fast that she didn't even bother to pick up her clothes. With two long, white legs, she darted into the forest just like Nezha on a whirlwind.

That's good.

That's great!

After Bodhisattva Man rushed into the dense forest, he turned back in a hurry, but didn't see the demon chasing after him. He was overjoyed: “Ha, ha, ha! I finally escaped from the demon’s clutches!”

Her face was soon streaming with tears before the sinister laughter had even faded.

This is true joy.

The Bodhisattva Man swore to all the deities she encountered along her journey that after escaping back to Tianzhu in India, she would never see Li Nanfang again, nor would she ever be infatuated with him, thus ending a millennial catastrophe.

"I'm just a lowly woman who has achieved a small level of mastery in the cultivation of evil arts. Matters as grand as saving the world are best left to heroes. I won't be stepping into this muddy water again, no matter what. Yue Qingke, Yue Qingke, don't blame me for going back on my word. I can no longer join hands with you to save the world."

The Bodhisattva Majurī, who was thinking these thoughts, resembled a white deer that had descended from heaven. She leaped like the wind, crossing a ditch in a flash.

In the instant she crossed the ditch, she briefly glanced down, seeing what seemed to be a weather-beaten wooden crate at the bottom.

Inside the wooden crate, there were several artillery shells covered in rust.

It seems this trench was very useful during the Peninsula War, half a century ago.

But what does this have to do with Guanyin

No matter how many people died in that war, how many skeletons remain scattered across this desolate wasteland, it held no meaning to her. It wasn't something that would slow her desperate flight.

Run.

At this very moment, the only thing Bo Saixi needed to do was escape with all her speed, fleeing from the clutches of the devil.

Though Bodhisattva Man's physical strength has only recovered to 50%, she feels that even if her speed at full capacity were restored, it wouldn't be as fast as it is now.

To what extent

It feels like flying.

Several times, she almost played the role of the rabbit in "The Waiting Rabbit" and bumped her head against the trunk.

Fortunately, her reaction was very fast, and she could always reach out just in time before hitting the trunk. Her body, like a dragonfly, gracefully spun half a circle, maneuvering around the tree and flying away urgently.

"I should really ignore the ancestral tradition of staying low-key and go to the Olympics to win a gold medal."

Lost in the delight of her flight, Bodhisattva Man was suddenly struck by another tree appearing before her.

She didn't even think, just like the last two times, she reached out and pushed.

The moment the palm touched the trunk, the tiny, naked body already whirled like a dragonfly, half-turning to go around the trunk.

She continued to fly forward—huh

My hand, how could it not be pulled back, but instead was grasped by the wrist by that tree

Bodhisattva Man, who was charging forward with all her might, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left wrist. It felt as if her arm joint was being twisted violently. Her forward momentum abruptly stopped, and she recoiled backward, crashing heavily against a nearby tree.

After clinging to that tree with all his might, the Bodhisattva felt no pain whatsoever.

Uh

What's going on

The Bodhisattva Man was astonished and suddenly raised her head.

Scattered to the four winds.

She just now wanted to run into that tree, where is the tree

I am a person!

Li Nanshan.

Devil, Li Nanfang!

Li Nanfang wasn't supposed to be squatting by the Dragon River, how did he mysteriously appear here

Just now, the Bodhisattva's left wrist was grabbed by a branch.

That's the devil's hand, isn't it!

The demon's eyes were full of mocking provocation, watching her with interest, as if asking, "Run! Run away! Why aren't you running"

"Devil, die!"

The Bodhisattva's spirit flew and his soul scattered, he shrieked loudly and smashed his right fist fiercely towards Li Nanfang's face.

There is no doubt about it, she was untouchable.

Although Bodhisattva Man's martial arts prowess was formidable, against a master of Li Nanfang's caliber, he could only expect to be mercilessly beaten.

Li Nanfang's mind raced, and he dodged Bo Suman's desperate punch.

Almost at the same time, Li Nanfang also struck out with his left fist.

No one has said that when a woman hits a man, the man can't fight back.

As for Bodhisattva's punch missing Li Nanfang, it wasn't because she intentionally dodged. It was simply that her skills weren't refined enough, and no one could blame her for that.

This is even less a reason for her to dodge Li Nanfang's ferocious punch.

With a dull thud, Baosi Man felt as if an iron hammer had struck her stomach. The pain was so intense that she couldn't breathe, let alone vomit. She could only whimper in despair like a cooked shrimp, bending over.

Not only did his vision go black, but golden stars also appeared. All eighty thousand pores on his body opened wide, sweating profusely.

After the indescribable nausea subsided and her vision cleared, Bodhisattva Man finally saw that she was being carried like a sack of grain over the shoulder of a demon. She was upside down, her backside facing up, her legs held in Li Nanfang's left hand as they walked out of the forest.

Tens of meters ahead, in that desolate expanse, was where she was brutally abused.

"Devil, let me go, let me go!"

Finally regaining consciousness, the valiant Lady Bosata immediately struggled with all her might. She screamed in a sharp voice, clenched her fists, and pounded them viciously on Li Nanshan's back.

How could Li Nanfang possibly listen to her

He just sneered and continued on his way.

"You, you bastard, shameless demon."

Suddenly, the Bodhisattva Ma snapped her jaws and bit down on Li Nanfang's left rib.

But before she could even exert herself, she felt dizzy and was thrown off Li Nanshan's shoulders.

Fortunately, the grass on the ground here was about half a person's height, so when Bodhisattva Man fell to the ground, she wasn't in much pain.

Nor had her shoulders, like white silk, been marred by a scratch from an oyster.

As soon as she landed, she braced herself with both hands and pushed off with her right foot, ready to spring forward—but her right ankle was caught by a hand.

"Let me go, you bastard! Let me go! I...I beg you, please let me go. I'll never bother you again. Ow, ow..."

Bodhisattva's right ankle was grabbed by Li Nanfang, and as she was dragged across the ground toward that side, her spirit finally collapsed. After pleading in a sharp voice for several times, she burst into tears.

Sadly, the demon was not moved by her pleas, nor her cries.

He just treated her like a sack of potatoes, dragging her back to their "battlefield" and scooped her up from the ground, holding her close.

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