After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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You Wuming arranged things one by one, and then led the vanguard army to speed up to Yumen Pass. 21GGD 21

The western part of Youzhou is full of mountains and mountains.

Han Shaoling wanted to fight head-on, and he had only two options. One was to take the route of Sangzhou, and the other was to storm Yumen Pass.

So here he comes.

It has the heroic spirit of a male beast when he takes his mate.

"Can we not fight?" Sang Yuanyuan was worried, "If someone dies, Jiang Yanji will be the cheap one."

You Wuming: "...You are right. But Han Shaoling has to court death, so you can't blame me."

"And Xiao Sangguo," he fell down and said in a low voice, "he has been attacking for three days, and my people must be red-eyed. Only blood can quench the fire... that kind of fire, If you keep it, it will devour the Lord."

San understands far away.

War is like this. Once this terrifying machine is running, it is impossible to stop easily.

Guanzhong is fighting to the death, if the reinforcements that have been so hard to come by do not join the war, but come up and shake hands with the enemy to make peace, it will be really cold.

So the only way to stop the war is to fight. Only by defeating the enemy with the fastest speed and the most thunderous means can we unite people's hearts and boost morale.

This is not an idealized fairy tale world, war, not a woman running between two armies and shouting to stop, and it will stop.

In this battle, the faster you win, the smaller the losses and the lower the casualties!

A majestic pass is in sight.

Still separated by an entire plain, Sang Yuan could hear the cheers of the defenders of Yumen Pass.

The reinforcements that have been waiting for a few days have finally arrived!

Here comes their king!

You Wuming's breathing nearly doubled. Heartbeat is very slow and heavy. Sang Yuan didn't have to look back to know that he must be pressing his beautiful eyebrows, pursing his thin lips, and there was a sneer in his composure.

The black knife pressed down on his side, and he started to run for a short time.

The army behind them gradually ran into a triangle shape, and You Wuming was their acute angle, leading them to break through all the enemies who dared to block the way.

The black iron gate was opened, You Wuming went straight through the northeast gate, led the army to pass through the barrier, and rushed out from the southwest gate!

The walls were already stained with war and blood.

The defenders were exhausted, but their eyes were bright, and they stared excitedly at their king, growling and cheering from their throats.

The drums of war rang out.

You Wuming rode Juechen and rushed out of the giant gate.

The sky is full of arrows.

There are arrows raining down on the city wall, and there are Hanzhou troops who are neatly shooting at each other like locusts.

From time to time, I heard the wind whistling, and it was the catapult that blasted the entire block of black iron ore to the enemy camp.

You Wuming led the army out, the city wall stopped shooting arrows, and the Hanzhou army also set up a cavalry formation.

Two steel torrents collided loudly!

Not long ago, the two armies that fought together against the Nether Demon at the Great Wall mercilessly showed their fangs and claws toward each other.

In the chaos of the army, the two kings locked each other instantly.

On the battlefield, breathing became extremely difficult, and the surrounding shouted to kill the sky, swords clashed, blood splattered.

Everything has turned into slow motion, but the speed of people falling and dying is faster than ever.

Sang saw Han Shaoling from a distance.

Today, he is wearing silver armor, with a golden cloak flying behind him, thick eyebrows and red lips, like a god of war from heaven and earth.

His eyes fell on Sang Yuanyuan, and he stopped.

At this moment, the string of shadows in Han Shaoling's heart finally completely merged into one. It's all her, every silhouette is her.

If he can take her away from You Wuming today, then he is confident that he can completely possess and conquer this woman.

Han Shaoling smiled and raised the silver halberd in his hand.

The halberd slowly made a half-circle in front of him, and Sang Yuan was surprised to find that Han Shaoling had advanced!

He was originally a powerhouse in the Eighth Heaven of the Lingming Realm, but at this moment, a nearly five-zhang-long Lingyun flame erupted from the halberd. It was obvious that he had stepped into the Lingyao Realm, and he really had the power to fight against You Wuming. .

Sang Yuanyuan's heart sank slightly.

If it was normal, no matter how he advanced, it would be impossible for him to beat You Wuming, but at this moment, You Wuming's serious injury has not healed, and he will definitely not be able to exert his normal strength.

As soon as he thought about it, he saw the green wood spirit cloud of more than ten feet burst out from the lifeless black knife!

He... is also stronger than before!

Short-lived slightly squatted down, and it was about to become a lightning bolt.

Everything that dared to block the road was completely wiped out in an instant.

In two breaths, the two kings traversed half of the battlefield, carrying the power of ten thousand, and collided with each other.

One hit is the winner.

Han Shaoling, broken halberd.

He spun his hoof for a short time, turned around, and ran to the enemy king who was spewing blood again, and saw that he was going to be chopped under his hoof!

Fortunately, Han Shaoling's bodyguards responded quickly, and the moment the broken halberd landed, they swarmed up, snatched Han Shaoling, and hurriedly retreated.

The lifeless laughter overshadowed the roaring and roaring on the battlefield.

"Kill!" His voice was not loud, but he instantly ignited all the secluded troops.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Shout out to kill Zhentian.

The Hanzhou army was defeated, barely supporting more than ten miles, completely collapsed, and fled back to Hanjingguan in embarrassment.

A rain of arrows blocked Youzhou's pursuit.

The You Army was stationed under the Hanzhou Pass, mocking and despising the enemy wantonly.

You Wuming let them make trouble.

After making trouble for a long time, seeing that Han Shaoling had no intention of taking up the fight, he lazily withdrew the army and returned to the camp.

This time, You Wuming was pushed back and hung slowly at the back of the army.

"Little Sangguo," he pressed his forehead against the back of her head, his voice low and hoarse, "I can't hide it from you."

He was also severely injured when he fought with Han Shaoling with all his strength.

There was nowhere to put the blood that couldn't be swallowed. He grabbed her cloak and wiped the blood from his mouth. Of course she couldn't hide it.

If not, he would have to act as if nothing had happened.

"This kid has a good life," he sighed faintly. "I'm even in the third rank, I'm afraid he's not taking some amazing medicine. As long as he is one rank lower, he is already a corpse. Hey, it's a pity."

Sang Yuanyuan counted with his fingers.

Third-order, then Han Shaoling is now the second level of Lingyao Realm.

The male protagonist is really different. When stimulated, he can hang up immediately.

She silently felt the cultivation level of her pitiful Spiritual Hidden Realm Triple Heaven, and sighed.

After this battle, Sang Yuanyuan even more clearly realized how amazing the strength of the villain Great Demon King is.

She turned around and hugged him gently.

"Go back to have a good life and recuperate. Don't leave the bed until the injury is completely healed."

You Wuming raised his eyebrows and smirked: "Xiao Sangguo, what are you implying. With you with me, I am willing not to get out of bed, and I can die on it."

She said, "Your two old doctors will be happy to accompany you well."

Halfway through the trip, news came one after another.

As expected, Tiandu issued an oath, summoning the kings of the various states to punish the rebellious You Wuming!

Along with the letter, the three envoys sent back to Tiandu by special means before they died, to prove that You Wuming was really a betrayal—Tiandu conquered the state, and the evidence must be conclusive.

As soon as the news came out, Youzhou immediately went into a multi-line emergency.

Pingzhou in the northwest, Zhangzhou in the northeast, and Zhao, Zhou, Qi, and Jiang in the southeast allied forces, and at the same time sent troops to the border of Youzhou. Although Jizhou, which is due east, has not started, it has also hoarded military horses on the border.

There are two states of Han and Sang to the west. Han Shaoling has just been seriously injured. Although he has also deployed his troops, he can't turn the tide for a while.

Seeing that, only the southwest frontier bordering Sangzhou is considered safe for the time being.

You Wuming casually listened to the military situation on all fronts, gently stroked Sang Yuanyuan's hair, and said, "Xiao Sangguo, tell me, who will we kill next?"

"Your injury..."

You Wuming said: "Agu's strength is not inferior to Han Shaoling, just let him go. Xiao Sangguo, look at you, how bad your vision was in the past!"

The strongest in this world can be defeated by one.

The two armies are fighting, and if the main general is beheaded, it is very likely that they will be smashed into a pile of loose sand by the opponent's cutting-edge strength in a short period of time, just like the thunderous battle at Yumenguan.

So a good general, coupled with a normal-level military advisor, can control most of the battle.

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, rationalized his thoughts, and said, "According to Fangcai's information, Pingzhou in the northwest and Zhangzhou in the northeast are the states that are most eager to send troops, and the food and grass supplies have not been able to keep up, and the two armies are still colliding outside the customs. They got together and restrained each other. It is reasonable to say that at this moment, they should be in a hurry to be caught off guard."

"In the southeast, the coalition forces of Jiang, Zhao, Zhou, Qi and the four states are aggressive, fighting steadily and steadily. They are preparing to accumulate troops on the borders of the two states of Youjiang and Jiang, and advancing slowly will be a protracted tug of war."

"Due to the east of Jizhou, the army is on the border, but the king of Jizhou has already gone to Tiandu to beg you for mercy."

She looked back at him.

You Wuming raised his brows lightly and said, "Xiao Sangguo only listened to it once and remembered so much."

Sang Yuanyuan raised his eyebrows proudly: "More than remember."

"Oh?"

She raised her chin proudly: "Ping and Zhang Erzhou are adjacent to Mingyuan, and they were sheltered by you in the past. Even if they wanted to be ungrateful, considering the Mingyuan behind them, they would never dare to fight. God sees it!"

You Wuming's long eyes narrowed slightly.

Sang Yuanyuan continued: "Jiang, Zhao, Zhou and Qi's four-state coalition seems to have a lot of fierce people. In fact, the strength of these four states is weaker than the other. A group of goats together cannot become a tiger. They are just walking around the border to see. Look, there is no climate."

You Wuming pursed her lips.

"And Jizhou in the east, huh," she curled her lips, "the king of Jizhou pretends to plead for you to the sky, but the frontier army shows no signs of laziness, and with just one order, he can start to attack you. Ferry, this is the real confidant!"

The red lips touched lightly: "If I am not mistaken, the quiet people at Youdukou at this moment will definitely not take precautions, and maybe they will be brothers and sisters with the Jizhou army who are hoarding outside."

A trace of solemnity clearly floated in the lifeless black eyes.

"Little Sangguo, you are a genius."

Sang smiled gracefully and modestly from afar.

Wouldn't she tell him that she had already seen the spoiler for the battle of Youzhou's destruction.

After You Wuming died in Tiandu, Youzhou quickly fell, and all the people became prisoners of war slaves, and ended up in the same situation as Sangzhou.

In Sang Yuan's heart, Youzhou and Sangzhou are simply brothers in trouble.

"Then kill Ji Lechi." You Wuming decided.

The King of Jizhou went to Heaven to plead for You Wuming, and now the leader of the army is the prince of Jizhou, Ji Lechi.

A powerhouse of the fifth level of the Lingming Realm.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled mysteriously: "It just so happens that the father and the king are about to reach the capital, why don't we do this..."

Soon, Wang Ling passed on.

After talking about the border war, the two were like cicadas on a tree that suddenly stopped chirping, and the atmosphere instantly fell into a stagnation.

After the plan was made the night before, You Wuming generously sent those rebellious and forged documents to Sangzhou, asking the king of Sangzhou to follow his plan.

If the king of Sangzhou had a heart attack and quietly handed the evidence to the emperor's desk, it would be a great achievement.

It is actually quite normal for the royal family to sacrifice their children for the great cause.

Sang is far from being able to protect others.

After a while, she broke the dreary: "If the father cheated on you, then I can only do my best to make up for it and live and die with you, how about it?"

You Wuming smiled and didn't answer.

Sang glanced at his expression from a distance, and knew that the man had his own plans.

Soon, the army returned to Youdu.

Master Wang triumphed, and a string of firecrackers were thrown into the dull atmosphere.

Above a heavy cloud, the stars danced with joy.

After entering the royal city, You Wuming waved back to the left and right, and quietly left the palace through the side door.

Sang Yuanyuan: "?"

"Buy something." He said mysteriously.

Sang Yuanyuan's face turned red.

Arriving in front of the shop with the word 'white' tattooed on the lower right side of the plaque, You Wuming pulled up the mask to cover the faces of the two, and stepped in carelessly.

"Bring the best hibiscus butter." He said eloquently, "Mr. Jun here, money is not a problem."

Sang Yuanyuan felt that he was hiding his ears and stealing the bell, because the lord's armor was so recognizable. Lord Huan, he is really a ghost who is powerless to complain.

The guys in the store are shaking their legs.

The hibiscus fat was packed in a small jade box, an ice-cold box, but it was like a soldering iron in his hand, which made Sang's face red from the distance.

When she returned to the palace, her legs were shaking a little too.

Although You Wuming was injured, this man seemed to be unaware of the pain at all. As long as he didn't fall down, he could act as if he was nothing.

He grabbed her wrist and strode toward the hall, impatiently devouring her.

She was forced to trot.

Unexpectedly, You Wuming collapsed as soon as he entered the palace.

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes and hands were quick, and he hurried to support him. Unexpectedly, the man was too heavy, and he fell to the ground with her, and suppressed her completely.

Fortunately, she was wearing a battle armor, and she didn't tell him to hold his breath.

After fluttering for a long time, she finally got out from under his arm. She quietly called Xiao Wu Xiao Liu, helped You Wuming back to the sapphire bed, and removed the heavy armor.

As soon as the armor was removed, he immediately found that the arrow wound in his heart had burst, and the layers of blood had congealed in the clothes, forming a thick scab.

Sleeping Beauty fell asleep again.

He didn't say hello either, and Sang was far from sure if he had healed his self-confidence again.

The two white-haired doctors were called over, and they were busy with their work. They cleaned his wounds several times, applied the wound medicine, and told Sang to take good care of him from afar. sports.

Sang Yuanyuan felt guilty inexplicably.

...

The night slowly occupied the large black wood carved windows.

Sang Yuan kept a few firefly candles and put down the dark blue curtain, and there was only a dim light between the beds.

This kind of ghostly environment seems to be especially suitable for You Wuming.

Looking at him like this, it is more like a perfect immobile Yama.

Even if you close your eyes, you can still see that this person is not easy to mess with. She couldn't help leaning over to the jade pillow, stretched out her fingers, and traced the contours of his eyebrows.

Like he had done to her.

He was born to be truly pleasing to the eye. Sang Yuan couldn't help but imagine that if the two people's strengths were reversed, she could raise him as a little white face! Keep it up for a long time!

After staring at him for a long time, seeing that he really had no intention of waking up, she bent down softly, leaned sideways, half-squinted, her eyes fell on his chest, and she watched the beautiful lines rise and fall slowly .

She also didn't know how to keep watch at night, she probably just watched, don't let him die?

After staring at him blankly for a while, I suddenly heard a clear voice from the corner——

"Tude."

San was taken aback.

Looking out through the dark blue curtain, the entire hall was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere that made one's scalp tingle.

You Wuming didn't feel this way when he was awake, because he himself was the head of the ghost, and with him, all the ghosts would have to detour.

But now he was sleeping deeply.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and decided to confirm it, so as to avoid random suspicion and scare himself.

She lifted the curtain and got off the bed, picked up her shoes, took a candle, picked up her beautiful crystal jade sword, and walked in the direction of the voice.

"Tude."

The voice came more clearly.

standing in the corner

A black screen.

Sang Yuan's heart beat faster. She has the illusion of exploring in a ghost movie.

"Otherwise forget it." She calmed down, straightened her clothes, and walked back.

"Tuk, tuk-tuk."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." There is a swear word I don't know whether to say it or not.

Intuition tells her that if she goes back like this, this damn voice will fight her all night.

Probably something like a mouse.

Calling the Shadowguard in to catch the mice seemed like an overkill. Call the waitress in? Forget it, it's really immoral to ask girls to work overtime in a place like this haunted house in the middle of the night.

On the lifeless site, there is no need to consider the issue of personal safety. Sang Yuanyuan thought to himself, at most he was frightened. Anyway, he had to guard him tonight, and it would be better to scare Drowsiness away.

She took a breath and went around behind the screen.

I saw a black wooden box placed upright on the ground. It was half a person high and square. The materials were exquisite and the workmanship was exquisite.

"Tuk Tuk."

The sound came from the box.

"Did you figure it out?" Sang Yuanyuan asked calmly.

"Tuk Tuk."

"In no mood?"

"Tuk Tuk."

Sang nodded in the distance, thinking to himself, it doesn't seem to be something that can understand human speech, maybe it's a mouse or a cockroach.

She reached out and touched the edge of the dark wooden box.

What people fear most is always the unknown. After knowing that the sound came from the box, Sang Yuanyuan was less afraid.

At this size, there is no way to hide a zombie or something.

She lifted the lid of the box with the tip of her sword and squinted into it.

"Lie!...Fuck!"

Seeing what was in front of her, Peerless Beauty decisively burst out a foul language.

It was Jiang Jinpeng who met her in the eye.

On that day in the imperial palace, Jiang Jinpeng, who lost most of his body with one hand from You Wuming, was slapped by You Wuming.

At this moment, he was like a half-length wooden carving, placed upright in this luxurious black wooden box, and He Sang Yuan's eyes were wide and small.

He's not dead yet!

One cloudy eye was bloodshot and turned red, his expression twisted in fear, and his body was still made of wood. I don't know what kind of poisonous hand You Wuming has attacked, and it can turn a living person into this, and he has no breath for several days.

Sang Yuanyuan felt some sympathy for him for a while. Was he forgotten here by You Wuming? ! Gee.

"Or I'll give you a treat? Just wink if you agree."

Jiang Jinpeng blinked like crazy.

Sang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then raised his sword and pierced his brow.

This guy wanted her life at the beginning, but now he has been tortured for so long, and the punishment is enough. It is a good fate for her to kill him personally. San Yuan thought so.

Jiang Jinpeng's single eye lost its luster.

The crystal jade sword was not stained with blood.

She closed the lid and sighed.

I really didn't expect that it was not a cockroach or a mouse, but a half living human being.

But now that he has become a dead person, he should no longer make noises to make You Wuming rest.

Sang Yuanyuan put the crystal jade sword on the long table and turned around to see You Wuming.

"Tuk tuk tuk."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

No, this time, it's really a little scary.

She watched Jiang Jinpeng die, she couldn't die any longer.

That Duyin was even more anxious, urging her to die.

Sang Yuanyuan provokes a rage for it.

"Hey, I want to see what it is!"

She put Yingzhu aside, covered her eyes with one hand, looked out from between her fingers, and lifted the sword with the other, and lifted the lid of the black wooden box again.

Jiang Jinpeng had already collapsed. Behind his corpse, a puppet was sitting upright, with his back facing Sang Yuanyuan.

If Jiang Jinpeng didn't fall, then he and this puppet would be back to back. Just now, his body just blocked the puppet, and when he fell down, the puppet was exposed.

Sang Yuanyuan held his breath, manipulating his fingers, looking up and down.

The sound of "Tuk Tuk" was uploaded by this puppet.

Sang looked around from afar and found a mystery.

It turned out that there was a long string of amber rosary beads hanging around the neck of the puppet. The puppet sat with his chest on his chest. The rosary swayed back and forth, knocked on the wall of the box, and made a sound.

It should be that Jiang Jinpeng moved the puppet just when he fell.

Sang Yuanyuan exhaled, no longer half covering his eyes.

She stuck out the tip of her sword and stopped the rosary from swaying.

The world is quiet.

Sang Yuanyuan withdrew his sword, and was about to press the lid on the box when he saw the puppet fell straight to the back.

She was startled, and caught a glimpse of the puppet's face between the lightning and flint.

Evil and beautiful, with a malicious smile on the corners of his lips. Is a male doll. How old are you.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, it fell straight into the shadows.

If Sang Yuan wanted to take a closer look, he would go to the top of the cage and look straight down.

The dark blue palace is full of ghosts, and the candle light cannot enter the bottom of the box...

She made up the picture in her mind, and shivered, she gave up the idea decisively, and slapped the lid of the box with her sword.

Just fix the annoying sound.

She has no interest in ghostly eccentricities.

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A few green vines were hanging out of the carved wooden window, and Sang Yuanyuan moved the tip of his ear and heard the short-lived scratching his hooves in its nest.

"Do dogs have insomnia too? Short-lived, sleep with your eyes closed!" She shouted softly at Qingteng.

The short life is still digging.

She went back to the bed and probed for the lifeless temperature.

It doesn't have a fever.

After silently watching the sleeping face of the lunatic for a while, Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but sighed softly again.

If this person wasn't such a madman, I'm afraid the noble girl who was chasing him could circle the Cloud Realm three times.

It's like now, there are people in their twenties, and they haven't even touched a woman.

Just as she was fascinated, she suddenly had a strange intuition that made her turn her head. I saw the black gauze screen in the corner of the hall, and I could vaguely see the open box cover.

Sang Yuanyuan: "emmm..." He clearly remembered that he closed the lid just now.

Does it fit? Definitely fit.

She hesitated for a second, and resolutely crawled over You Wuming, lying on the side of the bed.

Let this evil star stay.

After a few seconds, she felt wrong again.

Above the curtain behind him, there seems to be something...

She took a deep breath and turned her head slowly.

When he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow out of the corner of his eye, his wrist was suddenly grasped.

"Little Sangguo, that's how you take care of patients? Huh?"

His voice was short of breath, but his tone was brutal and domineering.

You Wuming woke up!

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan suddenly swelled up like a ball full of courage.

She suddenly looked up at the top of the tent, and found that there was nothing on it.

She looked at the black gauze screen again, and vaguely saw the outline of a box that fit well.

"You Wuming..." She pouted and looked at him, "Is there a ghost in your temple?"

He stared at her like a ghost, and after a while, he said quietly, "If you see me dead, you can have one."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She glared at the freshly awake patient.

"The next time you declare yourself a consciousness, can you let me know?"

"Okay." His complexion looked bad, probably because of the light.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Fang Cai, I accidentally discovered Jiang Jinpeng."

You Wuming squinted half of his long and narrow eyes, and replied lazily, "Well. Are you dead?"

"Originally, I didn't know if that counted as death, but after I saw it, I died." Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but spit out a groove in his heart, is this Jiang Jinpeng of Schrödinger?

He smiled lightly: "Did you watch him die?"

She didn't answer, and looked at him with her cheeks raised, looking left and right.

He closed his eyes and covered her eyes with his big hands: "Did you see anything else?"

"A beautiful puppet," Sang Yuan said, "with a string of amber beads. I only saw it once. If you can't ask, then don't tell me. I don't know anything anyway."

You Wuming: "..."

He moved his eyelids and stared at her amusingly.

"Little Sangguo, are you thinking of something weird again?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled her to lie down beside him, his big cold hand pressing heavily on her side face.

He leaned over halfway, stared into her eyes, and said solemnly, "Don't guess, it's a weapon."

"Ah, a weapon?" She nodded blankly, "Oh!"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "This is my secret, a secret that only you know. If you dare to say it, you will die."

"Uh-huh!"

He narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Sangguo, I think you are perfunctory."

She jumped up and kissed his displeased mouth.

Betrayal, looks, etc., she has come at her fingertips.

After a few more kisses, there really is a sense of belonging. She felt that only the person in front of her could make her kiss him directly without any doubts. Even if he is sick. Not too ill.

Honey, you get used to it.

Breathing fast, You Wuming grabbed her shoulder and pushed her away.

He was gasping for breath, forcibly pressing the cough, and his cheeks flushed red.

After a long while, he said badly, "Do you want to use hibiscus butter now!"

His long eyes squinted, his sight dangerous.

Sang Yuanyuan made up for the way he was leaning on top of her and vomited blood while exerting force. With a twitching corner of his mouth, he quickly retracted into the quilt and smiled politely, "Sleep."

Since he woke up, the gloomy atmosphere in this temple disappeared, and the dark blue color only felt heavy and vicissitudes. Even the short life is no longer planed.

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