Lan Ning didn't answer, just watched Xie Fu's expression change.
"Can you change back? I'm really heartbroken. Just change back and let me take a look."
At the end of the sentence, Xie Fu's voice actually sounded pleading. Lan Ning had hit him hard just now, but Xie Fu was still chatting and laughing, but now he was suddenly defeated by this face.
Lan Ning said ruthlessly: "You can't change back."
Xie Fu concealed his smile and said, "You are still young and prosperous, how could you have grown so old for no reason?"
Lan Ning said calmly: "I will age quickly after practicing the True Silence and No Origin Mind Method."
Xie Fu was still full of doubts, and suddenly he tore open Lan Ning's clothes, and an arm was exposed. It was not a snow-white arm, but an arm like a withered old branch. It was not until near the wrist that the withered and dim color suddenly appeared. And stop.
"Why do you do this?"
Lan Ning did not answer, with a sneer on his lips and a mean look in his eyes.
Xie Fu held her shoulders and asked: "Why do you do this?"
Lan Ning met his questioning look: "Because I want to be the queen, and I am the only one in the world."
Xie Fu was excited and waved his hand: "If you look like this, what's the use of becoming the queen?"
Lan Ning's eyes continued to look mean: "Why is it useless? When the time comes, I will tell you the truth. No matter how handsome a man is, he will crawl at my feet."
Xie Fu said calmly: "You are not this kind of woman."
As he spoke, he slapped her with his backhand: "Tell the truth!" What he hated most was that Lan Ning used the way of ruining himself to retaliate against him.
Xie Fu's slap was so heavy that blood flowed from the corner of Lan Ning's mouth, making her withered face even more terrifying: "I want you to crawl at my feet."
"Fool, what's so difficult about this?"
As he spoke, Fu Xie gently and tremblingly stroked her withered face, caressing her withered lips that he kissed tenderly.
He tried his best to find the beautiful and sweet feeling he once had, but all he found was sadness.
Lan Ning remained motionless and allowed Xie Fu to kiss her.
Xie Fu is very enthusiastic and proactive. He wants to express all his love. He wants Lan Ning to know that he doesn't mind. Words can lie, but actions can't.
In fact, he did mind. His beloved was so old and miserable, and he felt heartbroken and cared about it.
Leaning against Lan Ning's dry and dull lips, she murmured: "Sorry, sorry, sorry..."
Lan Ning said softly in an old voice: "Hold me tight."
Xie Fu hugged her hard.
"Hold tighter."
Xie Fu wished he could melt her body into his chest, feeling that he was not holding his woman, but his child.
"Kiss me again."
Xie Fu kissed her face, her ears, temples, and white hair. This was a kind of love that was separated from the desire of men and women, only endless love.
Kissing and kissing, Xie Fu's body suddenly changed, and the true energy all over his body surged out from his Qi points. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it. He looked at Lan Ning in surprise.
Lan Ning's old eyes showed a joking look: "This is the dual magic skill, does it taste good?"
Xie Fu's eyes were filled with the humiliation and anger of being deceived: "How dare you lie to me a second time!"
"There won't be a third time!"
Xie Fu's eyes were cold and poisonous: "You will regret it!"
Lan Ning continued: "Soon you will lose all your true energy, then lose your true yin, and finally turn into a pool of blood like that person."
Xie Fu sneered: "Come on, let me see how vicious the woman I once loved is."
Lan Ning laughed, the old laughter was hard to hear. He gently touched Xie Fu's handsome face with his palms, and his tone was as gentle as a lover: "But I won't kill you. After all, I want to find someone as interesting and interesting as you." It’s not easy for an infatuated man.”
His infatuation actually became her taunt, and Xie Fu sneered: "You are such a cheap bitch!"
Lan Ning said: "You only know how to scold, but you can't do anything. I'm like this, and you still love me to death. Fu Lang, am I really that good? Gege..."
Lan Ning's body trembled slightly as she laughed. If she hadn't been so old, she would have smiled like a spring flower.
Xie Fu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
But Lan Ning moved her old face closer: "I like to take the initiative, come on, give me a kiss."
Xie Fu really felt disgusted this time. There was no love as a basis. This old face was really disgusting and he turned away with disdain.
But Lan Ning grabbed his mouth and kissed him domineeringly like a man, perhaps as domineeringly as Xie Fu just now.
She teased teasingly, as if she wanted to arouse Xie Fu's man's instinct.
Xie Fu only felt that she just wanted to see him miserable so that she could make fun of him. In fact, he had no sense of enjoyment at this moment, only hatred.
Ask yourself, what did I do wrong?
Is it because he didn't recognize her true face before, or maybe Lan Ning has changed? How many men are like him in the world?
Lan Ning was satisfied at the moment, a kind of contentment where she didn't have to measure anything and just went her own way. Sometimes she felt that her character was as wild and self-centered as a man.
Suddenly my lip hurt, and it was bitten by Xie Fu, but he smiled and said: "You are so stubborn!"
Xie Fu panted slightly, feeling as weak as if he had been seriously ill when he was a child. Lan Ning let go of the hand holding his chin. Xie Fu obviously wanted to stand, but his body went limp like someone else.
Lan Ning squatted down and smiled softly: "Men always think that being a man means respect, and a woman should be a woman and be attached to a man. In fact, there is no such truth. Whoever is strong is respected, and whoever is weak is respected. It’s humble.”
"Mr. Fu, actually, I was really touched by what you said in Xianqiao, but I know you too well. You are a kind-hearted person, not ruthless or cruel enough. What I want to accomplish, you can't do it." Nothing can be done.”
Lan Ning clasped Xie Fu's wrist affectionately and said with a smile: "These slender hands are good at writing and painting, and they are also good at playing the flute. They are obviously a scholar, so how can they be regarded as heroes."
"Who said I can't be a hero?" Although Xie Fu's tone was calm, his straight eyebrows showed that he was suppressing anger in his heart.
"Did you take it seriously?" Lan Ning's eyes were full of suspicion, and his raised lips were full of meanness.
In Xie Fu's impression, the old woman's face was full of kindness, but he never knew that she could be so disgusting and hateful.
Lan Ning raised her hand, and a sword came into her hand. She helped Xie Fu hold the sword, and then raised her head slightly to expose her neck.
Holding Xie Fu's hand, he moved the sharp sword blade to her neck, close to her skin.
"Kill me and I will believe you."
This was an excellent opportunity, but Xie Fu remained motionless. It was not that he suspected that Lan Ning was playing tricks, but that he was completely unable to have such an idea.
Lan Ning was surprised: "You are hesitant. I'm doing this to you, but you still can't do it."
To be honest, Lan Ning's words made Xie Fu feel useless, but he was really not such a cruel person.
Lan Ning suddenly hugged Xie Fu and said softly: "You are so kind to me."
Such words could only make Xie Fu feel humiliated, "Lan Ning, you are such a pervert."
Lan Ning smiled and said: "No, everyone in the world is like this, you are the pervert."