Chapter 37 Butterfly Dance Soul (06)

"Brother Lanming, I don't understand why my sister wants to rob me? She knows it! It has always been my wish to be a saint! ......”

"Well... I think You'er may have suffered."

"I, I have always believed in her so much... Why is she... Why is she..."

Yan Nianxiang, who is only 12 years old, holds her knees. The man, the person who said he would replace her as a saint, is his sister... Why, why is she sister...

She sobbed gently. What a great thing it is for an ordinary girl like them to be a saint. Especially her - in the whole Yan family, she is an unfavored second lady and the daughter of a concubine. Dad doesn't love her, and her mother doesn't love her. Only her sister is good to her, only her sister!

But, but my sister... In order to be a saint, doesn't even want her sister? ......

"Xiaoxiang, in fact, if you are not a saint, you can live well." Fifteen-year-old Lan Ming tried to comfort him.

"I don't want it! I'm going to be a saint, and I'm going to be a saint!" Yan Nianxiang stood up from the ground. She clenched her fists on her side and shouted at Lan Ming on the ground, "I don't have such a sister!" I don't want such a sister! Tomorrow! - Tomorrow I will rush to the messenger of the butterfly dance and tell them that I am the selected Yan Nianxiang!"

"Xiaoxiang, you..."

"Brother Lanming, will you help me? I know you have always loved Xiaoxiang, so you will help Xiaoxiang, right?"

The teenager was silent for a while, and then nodded slowly.

"Yes, I will."

Hearing Lan Ming's answer, Yan Nianxiang's face finally showed a smile.

She still has Lan Ming's brother. Even if everyone doesn't want her, she still has Lan Ming's brother!

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Lying quietly on Lan Ming's chest, Yan Nianxiang looked at the dim roof and looked in a trance.

I don't know if Lan Ming remembers those pleasant and unpleasant memories as well as her. Looking at the woman lying quietly beside him, his heart suddenly felt a little more distressed.

Ten years, ten years.

Ten years ago, she was an innocent little girl. Ten years later, she became a murderous female demon. What has she experienced in these ten years?

"Xiaoxiang...these years...you have suffered..."

"Bitter?" Hearing Lan Ming's words, Xiaoxiang raised the back of her head with her right hand. She looked at Lan Ming, who was lying on the ground and could not move, with an inexplable smile in her eyes again. Brother Lanming, Xiaoxiang is not bitter at all. Xiaoxiang knows a lot of princes. As long as Xiaoxiang is obedient, they will give Xiaoxiang a lot of gifts..."

Lan Ming's heart beat heavily. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in front of him.

"Brother Lanming, do you know when Xiaoxiang's first tide came?"

"...Hmm?"

"Thirteen years old. After the first wave, Su's mother sold my ** to a lover. The paedophile uncle.

"..." Lan Ming was stunned. He didn't expect that there would be such a thing!

"Later... Later, Xiaoxiang slept with all kinds of men... They were all good to Xiaoxiang..."

"Xiaoxiang..."

"They are thinking of a way to play with Xiaoxiang, and sometimes there will be several people, which is so lively..."

"Xiaoxiang..." Lan Ming suddenly felt out of breath. He looked at the woman who said these words lightly in front of him, but he could imagine how she had come over the years!

A layer of dampness suddenly surged up in my eyes.

"I'm sorry...if...if..." If he hadn't lost Xiaoxiang in the sea of fire, how good it would have been!

"Sometimes I will think that if I were the one who was picked up by the butterfly dance faction at the beginning, would I be well supported? Instead of laughing with a dirty body like now.

Finger gently turned around Lan Ming's chest, and Yan Nianxiang continued to say:

"Brother Lanming, do you know that when I was 15 years old, I watched my child become a pool of blood stains. Mother Su is by my side. She told me that I don't want to have my own children in my life.

At this point, she smiled twice.

"Ha ha... Brother Lan Ming, don't you feel sarcastic? I should have been my saint in the butterfly dance, but why did I go through these things? I should be a saint, and I should be a saint! But why - why sister - pushed me into the fire with her own hands and made me a prostitute!"

"It's not like this - your sister, she's for your good, for your good..."

"Don't argue anymore! I will become what I am now. It's all yours! It's all you!" After a pause, Yan Nianxiang actually turned down and pressed on Lan Ming's body. She supported her body with both hands and looked down at Lan Ming under her. She smiled skillfully.

"Brother Lanming, they all said that Xiaoxiang's body is the best in the world. Do you want to... do you want to come and experience it?"

"I don't need it. What you are pressing is my man."

Xiaoyue held a sword in her right hand, which was bloody. She looked at the woman pressing on Lan Ming in the room, and her eyes burst into a piercing coldness.

"Dirty woman! Get out of Lan Ming's body!"

"Little crescent--" Lan Ming heard her words and immediately stopped her, "Don't say that."

"Dirty?" Yan Nianxiang slowly turned around and saw the girl in yellow standing on the edge of the broken door, with a trace of surprise on her face: "Little girl, you are only 12 years old - are you sure your brother Lan Ming is your man? With your body, are you sure you can serve him?

There was a smile on his mouth, and the little crescent slowly raised the sword in his hand, and there was no longer a smile in his eyes.

"Kill you, bitch."

slowly stood up from Lan Ming. Yan Nianxiang sorted out her clothes and looked at the little girl in front of her. Obviously, she did not pay attention to her.

"I have decided to sell you to the brothel after I kill my sister. When you have thousands of pillows with jade arms and thousands of red lips, I would like to see where you can go. Ah, it seems that when I entered the brothel ten years ago, I was about the same age as you.

"Bah." Little Yueya spit on the ground, raised his sword and rushed to Yan Nianxiang. Lan Ming's face beside him showed a worried look, and he shouted--

"No!"

I couldn't see the movement of the woman in blue at all. The sword in Xiaoyue's hand was kicked aside by her. After the dust dissipated, Lan Ming saw Yannianxiang holding Xiaoyue's throat and holding her in the air.

"Brother Lanming, is your worry about her? Or for me?"

Little crescent's throat was pinched by her, and her feet were off the ground, and now her face is extremely painful. She glared at the woman in front of her and opened her mouth several times to scold, but she couldn't curse.

Lan Ming desperately wanted to stand up, but found that her body could not move. Yan Nianxiang saw his struggle and kindly reminded him, "Don't move randomly, or your veins will crack."

Xiaoyue hit her palm with his hand, and her face became lighter and lighter. Looking at her, she really couldn't stand it anymore. Yan Nianxiang gently let go of her hand, and Xiaoyue's body fell straight to the ground.

"With such a little Taoism, you dare to declare war on me. It seems that you don't know yet. I'm one of the twelve demon girls around the demon king, known as the soul-grabbing butterfly girl.

Demon King? Lan Ming was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Xiaoxiang had fallen into the demon path.

"Ten years, I have been waiting for this day. Brother Lanming, just take a good look and see how I torture my sister to death.