After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain - Chapter 98

Chapter 98: 98




Sang knew far away that the old Yundi used colorful power to feed these snakes, worms and ants, not his ultimate secret.

You Wuming said this, only to send others away.

"He can control these animals, which shows that he has successfully put the colorful force into his body." Sang Yuan said, "This person can't be underestimated."

"Small things." You Wuming still carelessly.

He took her on the road first.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang are not close enough, and they will only become a drag on the dark, so the two will stay in Yunzhou for two more days. When the main master of Yunzhou returns to the dynasty, he directly leads the army and has fought from Beiyingwei. That route counterattacked Tiandu.

"If you don't make a mistake, I'm really sorry for Jiang Yanji's expectations." Yun Xuzhou said so.

Most of Yundu has been turned into ruins. After a few hours of cleaning up, it is no longer possible to see the body of Guzheng on the battlefield. Only some ruins that are easily overlooked are occasionally exposed.

The giant tortoise hidden in the ground by Yun Di for hundreds of years has been exhausted in battle. The corpse like a small hill was transported outside the city. The bold child climbed on the turtle shell, chasing and making fun, happy Very much-only by the age of sorrow can we get rid of the shadow of war so quickly.

Sang Yuan and You Wuming rode the clouds between the beasts and left Yundu from Ximen.

"I want to be short-lived." She patted Yunjian's head.

Suddenly it stopped suddenly, and turned to look at her suspiciously.

"Oh?" A strange dog face.

Sang was so frightened by a big jump: "Is this guy also human?"

Yunjian Beast waited for a while and saw that she had nothing to say, immediately shook her with a faint look of contempt, then turned back and continued to spread her hoof.

Sang Yuan once again understood the meaning of the cloud beast-nothing is wrong, don't mess around, I am busy.

You Wuming laughed straight.

"The beasts in the cloud have the wisdom of children seven or eight years old."

Sang was amazed: "However, the beasts in the clouds that I usually contact don't seem to understand human words."

You Wuming lowered her voice: "That's because they think human beings are stupid and disregard it."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Very good, very good, despised by furry strong.

The cloud beast sent them out of the ice field. Arriving at the city bordering the sky, it took the two to the carriage, straightened down, and signaled the two to go down from it and buy another cloud beast as a mount.

"It's Yun Xuzhou's battle ride." You Wuming said, "Sending us out of the ice sheet, we will go back to life."

Yunjian Beast raised his hairy head and admired You Wuming's look of "still you are smarter".

Sang is far from light.

Really, there are gods who raise their heads three feet, this statement is not false at all. No matter when and where, it is still necessary to be cautious when talking or doing things, otherwise, the ghost knows what weird things are heard?

Maybe they will encounter their ruthless ridicule?

Sang, who was replaced with a new mount, was far from dare to talk nonsense.

It was very strange to suddenly realize that there was ears beside me.

The two soon reached the border of Yunzhou. After being simple and easy-going, they left Yunzhou and stepped into the boundary of heaven and earth.

The atmosphere in Tiandu is very different.

The entire state is under martial law, and supplies are constantly being transported to the north, and troops are being transferred to the north.

The imperial capital has strictly prohibited the entry of unrelated persons to prevent enemy spies.

After the last assassination of Huang Fujun, the dark line of Youzhou lurking in the imperial capital has been completely eliminated by Jiang Yanji Qing, so this time, the two entered the city through the relationship between Sang and not close.

The man with a square face who came to meet is the left guard of the Imperial Guard, named Jin Wu, and the fake identity Yun Feng young who is not close to Sang is familiar.

The last time You Wuming stabbed Huangfudu in the imperial capital, and was seriously injured. Sang was in trouble when he took him out of the city. Fortunately, with the help of Jin Wu, he successfully slipped out of the imperial capital.

For example, if we all fought against Yunzhou today, Jin Wu dared to put the people of "Yunfeng young bird" into the city, which is really true love.

"Don't you want to listen to any military sentiment from me," said Jin Wuzuo, the leader with a serious expression, and said fiercely, "not to mention the news to Yunzhou! If you ask me to find out that you bought the greedy and lustful right If Tao Qisheng, the deputy commander, will not be spared!"

After all, he flicked the whip and drove away from the cloud beast.

Sang blinked far away in wonder: "If I understand correctly, is he suggesting that we buy that Tao Qisheng and give Yunzhou an internal response?"

"Well." You Wuming looked at Jin Wu's leaving back, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Unfortunately, we are really not available right now." Sang spread his hands far away.

You Wuming whispered, "He mainly has no money."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Because the review of the people entering the city is extremely strict, the imperial capital is rather lax inside. Youwu Ming and Sang are far away from the street and no one comes forward to question.

Are very busy.

Yesterday, Huangfu Xiong suddenly swept the army south. It happened that Beiyingwei was transferred away from the north line. Without the main army, the two hundred thousand lions in Dongzhou were crushed down and spurred into the core of Tiandu. To the last pass north of the imperial capital-Fengling City.

Once the Fengling City is broken, the imperial capital will surely overturn.

Now, in addition to the west camp guard stationed in the west to guard against the dead, the two battalions in the east and the south have been dispatched, intercepting Huangfu Xiong in Fengling City, and 300,000 forbidden troops have come to support, the strongest and most mysterious Yu Yiwei didn't know the trend.

On the other side of Huangfuxiong, the follow-up troops also successively pressed down on Fengling City. Six hundred thousand troops had already half-explored and attacked the city twice in succession. The next time, a full-scale war would really break out.

Jiang Yanji naturally did not want to fight, but unfortunately Huang Fuxiong refused to contact her from beginning to end. The sent envoys were all cut off, and the other party insisted on fighting.

Jiang Yanji has noticed that it is inappropriate, but she has deep thoughts, and there is no obvious action at present.

Before the emperor Huangfu attacked Youyou in desperation, Youzhou had coordinated an army of 100,000 people with great coordination and was stationed at the border of Youzhou and Jizhou. At this moment, he turned his face and faced the west of Tiandu. Yingwei.

As long as this Youzhou Army does not move, Xiyingwei will be dragged to the border. No matter what the sky is like, they will not dare to go back and support. In this way, Huang Fuxiong does not have to worry about being stabbed by Xiying Wei behind his back.

To the west, Hanzhou has no lord, so he has no choice but to come to his rescue. Without the restriction of Han Shaoling, the tiger, you can come out of the nest at any time without any worries.

In the southwest, the peace-loving Sangzhou Wang Sang Chengyin is still watching from afar, and it has nothing to do with himself. He held Jinbei a few days ago and bought a full 100,000 sets of Xuanjia from Qinzhou and gave it to Youzhou as a dowry for Sang Yuan's marriage. Now, the whereabouts of the 100,000 Xuanjia Youjun are unknown, and it has become a knife hanging over Jiang Yanji's head.

With this knife in place, it is impossible for her Yuiwei to be adjusted too far.

"Jiang Yanji's combat power has been cut so much, how can Huang Fuxiong draw a tie." Sang Yuanyuan said.

The east, west, south, north, and south battalion guards and royal clothing guards are the absolute main force under Jiang Yanji.

Now the whole army of Beiyingwei has been annihilated, Xiyingwei confronts Youyou, and the strongest Yuyi guards against the deadly black armor. What Huangfuxiong had to deal with was only Dongyingwei and Nanyingwei, with a total of 100,000 main troops, plus 500,000 from the Imperial Guards.

In two days, the elite King of Yunzhou will be sent to the city, and Jiang will not dare to have reservations, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is ruining his family and fighting this battle.

Jiang Yanji, the general trend is gone.

There used to be a strong backer in Dongzhou. Jiang Yanji had to guard against only one lifeless. She could easily cut his strength easily and stepped him to the dead end step by step.

This time, Jiang Yanji dared to let go to Yunzhou, also because Huangfu Xiong was stationed in Jizhou, giving her the illusion that she was worry-free.

Who knows that Huang Fuxiong came to her.

This time it was really enemies in the stomach and back, squandered, left and right.

What a miserable word.

"It seems that there is no time for us to worry about it, so we have to put the Temple of Heaven first." Sang Yuan thought for a moment, and said, "Hundreds of thousands of siege battles will not be over in a while."

There is a puppet accompanied by Huangfuxiong, and there is no need to worry about assassination at all-as for the assassination technique in the shadow, the puppet can be said to be the king of the king, the super **** of the super god.

It was thought that with the strength of Lingyao's first stage, it would be able to stab Jiang Yanji in the imperial palace. Although it was cheap and cheap, but assassination, it has always been so unreasonable and not fair.

You Wuming took her leisurely, came to the ancient well.

"There is a legend that there is a dragon underneath. No one dares to approach this well." He smiled weirdly. "I made it."

Sang knew from afar that You Wuming was going to take her to see his secrets-hidden in the underground palace under the heavens, where the demon was nurtured. In the original plot, he ignited them without extinguishing the fire and put them into the sky.

"It was a dark move, but it doesn't work now." He looked sad and sad. "It took a long time."

When he spoke, he had led her into the well.

Follow the secret door, enter the abyssal entrance, and come to the underground palace.

The underground palace was built on the basis of the underground abyss, which led to several abyssal passages and merged into a hollow pit. Wraith fell into the giant pit and couldn't crawl out. They fought each other underneath. Like raising a Gu, the remaining wraiths were only fat and strong, and very cruel.

"You don't need them anymore." You Wuming watched silently for a while, as if saying goodbye to some dark memories, "Eat it."

Sang threw out cannibalism from afar.

These ghosts are incredible, they eat countless kinds of them, and the spirits carried by those eaten ghosts ran into them, and all of them looked very fat, and the seemingly terrible body exuded wealth. Light.

Gnawing up, there will be a little bit of resistance. Occasionally, the thick petals of the piranha can be slightly raised to bulge a small bulge, and the piranha spends his cheek vigorously, ‘click 哧’ Ghosts chew like brown sugar.

Countless hard particles are like gold sand that has been washed out, falling into the petals.

"Izi protects Huangfu Xiong so hard this time, and when it comes back, I must prepare a lot of brilliant crystals for it." Sang Yuandao said.

You moved his eyes silently and quietly.

Anyway, I never dare to disobey myself. He thought secretly. It will be his, then, yes.

These soul-enriching ghosts will take a little bit of effort to chew up. After about an hour, more than three hundred piranhas finally cleaned up this palace, one by one, flicking their tails around, unsatisfied. Look.

"Then? Are you going to find the Temple of Heaven? The secret place of the Temple of Heaven is definitely not where the Temple of Heaven is located on the bright surface. I wonder if the deputy commander who can buy it with silver money will know any clues?" she asked.

You Wuming smiled mysteriously: "No need to find."

"what?"

She froze for a moment before she realized.

You Wuming's precision computer and human navigator have already been calculated to the position of the black iron tripod in Tiandu. Where is the tripod, the secret headquarters of Tiantan must be built, and do you need to ask people?

"Where is it?" she asked.

"Under the palace."

Sang Yuan had a sudden headache: "The imperial palace must be gathered at this moment, the guard is extremely strict, and no one can bring us both in."

Youyou smiled smugly, grabbed her backhand, and grabbed her little hand: "There are things I can't do in this world?"

He grabbed her, spread his wings, and fluttered lightly to the bottom of the palace.

"Here, I dug a secret road to the Royal Garden. Xiao Sanguo, if it wasn't for the purpose of saving you, I walked along the secret road long ago, and he still wanted to shoot me with Jiang Xian? For you, Xiao Sanguo!" He pursed his lips proudly.

Sang far pretended to forget that his cultivation behavior was not much higher than that of Jiang Shisan at that time: "Uh huh! With Jiang Shisan, he doesn't deserve it!"

You Wuming couldn't tell whether it was really praise or perfunctory.

This daughter-in-law is really getting worse day by day.

You Wuming quickly opened a bronze door.

A dark passage appeared before the eyes, like a tomb leading to the tomb, revealing a cold and musty smell.

You Wuming backhand shook the black knife, ignited a black flame on the tip of the knife, and burned the moist air with a slight squeak.

For a while, he walked around with her and walked for a while. He sniffed slowly, and then extinguished the flame on the tip of the knife.

The passageway became dark, and the hair near the ears was slightly cool, as if a thin wind was flowing.

Sang Yuan was slightly shocked in her heart, and she felt that there was something wrong with her lifeless emotion.

He spoke suddenly. In the dark underpass, his voice was a little soft and a little fluttering.

"Little Sanguo," he said, "the people who dug the way for me were eventually killed by me. This kind of thing is absolutely confidential and cannot be lost."

Sang shivered slightly from his fingertips.

His voice remained calm: "Everyone, I took a bone and buried it all under my dormitory-I want to make the ghost seek my revenge, yes, I welcome it."

Sang far felt only a chill in his heart and back.

She remembered his teal hall. When he was in a coma and healing, the hall was full of ghosts.

He waited silently for a moment, a little flustered in his heart, but he had to say something.

He loves her and must open everything to her.

In this place, he killed many people. An innocent person who has no grudges against him.

He has no other choice. It is absolutely a big thing that should not be leaked to keep the devil under the imperial palace. So many people can't keep the secret.

After completion, he stood in the middle of the underground palace and asked them to siege him together.

In the end, he killed all the people with his bare hands.

For a while, her voice finally floated gently: "You gave them a chance to kill you, didn't you?"

You Wuming froze for a moment: "...Well, how do you know. I'm here, I killed them myself, all."

She didn't answer, the footsteps rang smoothly in the passage.

"Xiao Sanguo, don't hate me." You Wuming said anxiously, "It's not killing. This is not the same as fighting. I killed them by hand, just..."

Under the cover of darkness, this man was exposed for the first time.

He wondered if she could understand.

He remembers seeing the craftsmen in Qinzhou underground city, her eyes flashed with angry fire.

He was afraid she was angry. However, things have already been done.

He never had the word "escape" in his life. Since he had come here, his ears echoed with the voice of the undead. Then, if he had to pretend that nothing had happened, she would walk silently through this blood shop. He can't do it.

"I know," her voice sounded softly, "You just want them to die plainly, just want to face the things you do yourself, blood, sin, bit by bit, all carry them on their own Forever, never forget."

In the dark, You Mengming didn't speak again.

Only two people's footsteps echoed slowly.

She didn't know what his expression was at the moment.

After walking a long distance, You Wu Ming stopped.

He took a slow breath.

"It's here," his voice was a little brisk, and faintly weak. "Little Mulberry, outside, it's about dawn!"

For the first time, this man felt his hands trembling uncontrollably. He grabbed both hands together and yelled at him for nothing.

For a while, her voice rang softly: "Well. I like you today as much as yesterday."

The good and the bad will be shared between the two. If there is any settlement in other days, she accompanies him.

"Well." You Wuming responded indifferently, grasping both hands unconsciously, and squeezing his bones in pain.

He secretly shook his hand and backhanded the knife, cutting out a few crooked passages on the wall of the passage.

After walking for a while, the tip of the knife suddenly lightly penetrated the air.

"found it."

Three strokes, five strokes and two strokes pulled out a mouth, and a candle light suddenly entered.

The two of them looked around and found that this is an outer hall.

The temple built on the ground has intricate carvings engraved on the walls, and a few high-legged bronze tripods hold the crane's beak lamp, which has a mysterious and dark sense of strangeness.

found it!

Sang Yuanyuan: "It's so easy to find!"

It's unbelievably smooth.

You Wuming spreads his hands: "It's just a matter of squandering. In front of me, there is a flaw, it's a dead end."

Sang far pondered, and found that he was telling the truth.

In fact, this cannot be called ‘smoothness’ at all, but the lifelessness is too perverted. It's absolutely not possible to change someone.

If there is no lifeless life, the trip to Yunzhou Ancestral Temple will come to an abrupt end when the blood gu is found.

You Wuming found it too easy because of the blood gu, and speculated that Yun Di still had a deeper secret, and then discovered the black iron tripod in the secret room.

But the secret of Hei Tie Ding, apart from Youming, there is no other person who can crack the key.

It is precisely because the secret of'resonance' has been cracked, You Wuming can use the location of the underground giant tripod to reverse the exact position of the resonance little tripod in Tiandu, thus locking the most hidden place of the Temple of Heaven.

Sure enough, it's a fool.

It's just that for others, the'vine' is simply a quantum cloud.

"Yu Wuming, you're so good." Sang sighed far.

You Wuming was expressionless: "Little Mulberry, don't have to repeat the obvious facts all the time."

That being said, the wings on the back betrayed him decisively, ‘huh’, and he lifted it out, and fanned very sullenly.

You Wuming: "..." I kill my wings!

To the north, there is a dark iron door.

You Wuming pointed to the door and said, "It's there. Xiao Sanguo, don't think I made the wrong place."

He took his name very seriously: "I'm afraid I can't take it, so I intentionally skewed it. I just don't want to ruin the clue unintentionally."

"Yes yes!" Sang nodded perfunctoryly.

The two walked to the dark iron gate, and You Wuming narrowed her eyes for a moment. Instead of pulling out the knife, she took out Yun Zhizhuo's identity token.

He embedded the token in the plum recess on the black iron gate.

After two breaths, the black iron gate slowly divided to the left and right in a gossip shape.

Sang looked up from afar, and he saw a beam of sunlight irrespective of where it came from. It was shining directly on the altar in the middle of the dark hall.

Here, it is the underground secret hall where Jiang Yi and Yun Zhizhu operated.

Sang Yuan was in a trance for a moment.

This is the place where she is rooted in a different world.

It was so mysterious, so incredible, she and You Wuming went one step at a time and found the initiator.

Recalling all the previous, like dreaming.

Under the altar, countless people wearing black cloaks and bronze masks turned to stare at the two intruders. Most of them still sat softly under the altar, looking like they had just performed some surgery here, so tired that they could not stand up for a while.

A pair of eyes looked at Youwu and Sang Yuan's eyes, full of stunned.

You Wuming smiled suddenly.

"Does anyone want to tell me his story before he dies?"

His tone was erratic, and he was careless, but the outline gradually ignited a black flame. The black flame burned away the transfiguration, exposing the face of Raksha.

He let go of Sang Far, and Diao Erlang walked towards the altar.

Several men in black robe leaped out without a word, attacking Youyou.

All are masters of Lingyao Realm and above.

The Temple of Heaven is indeed a crouching tiger and a hidden dragon.

These people are dark and energetic, and the moves are mediocre, but every time you face Palm with You Wuming, there will be black flames and spirits overflowing, and the battle is silent and fierce.

Sang waved his hand far, the piranha blocked the exit, and stood fiercely beside her, preventing others from escaping and sneaking.

Youming's play is simply not to kill, to fight hard.

Anyway, he knew that Xiao Sanguo secretly hid a small face flower under his clothes.

Soon, the assassinated people were burned to ashes by him one after another.

You Wuming has reached the middle of the crowd.

The rest were motionless like clay sculptures.

If it weren't for the uneasiness and panic in the eyes under the mask, Sang far really thought that these guys who claimed to be'holy' were all fearless.

She silently observed the people hiding under the black robe and mask.

Jiang was a little fat, with rickets on his back, he could easily recognize it, he was not here at the moment.

Neither she nor Youwuming have seen the old Yundi, but at a glance, the eyes under these masks do not have that deep and forgiving temperament.

So neither of the two important leaders are at home? what a shame.

You Wuming quickly walked to the edge of the altar where it was hit by high light.

Like a little boy with little energy, he lazily propped the edge of the altar with his hands, climbed up to the half-altar altar, and sat down listlessly.

Hooking his head, he asked weakly: "Aren't the altars at home?"

Naturally, no one answered.

"Not the deputy altar?"

No one answered.

He patted his back with his backhand.

Suddenly sighed, and turned to look.

I saw that on the altar, there were many pieces of neatly arranged broken lenses, and a square mirror with a length of two feet was synthesized. Only a small piece was missing in the middle.

He clicked a little bit, one of them quietly touched the dagger to attack Sang Yuan’s Temple of Heaven’s Son, and then turned his head to count the mirror blocks on the altar: “One, two, three...”

I saw that the Son of Heaven, who had been pointed by his finger, suddenly screamed dumbly, his body like a melted wax, twisted and soft, but he never fell. The screaming has never broken.

Until You Wuming finished the broken mirror on the altar: "One hundred and seven."

The son of the Temple of Heaven that he had pointed at last finally "brushed" and fell to the ground-by the time he landed, the man had become a pile of black shavings, leaving only a black cloak and a bronze mask lying flat on the ground.

"Tianyan mirror broke into 108 pieces." You Wuming said with a smile, "It's not easy to find all 107. The mirror core is here with me, and I will return it today."

Under the cloak, there was silence.

He jumped off the altar.

"Not afraid of dying... what can I do about it."

There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death.

Sang Yuan has found several people shaking.

One of them shouted tremblingly: "Yuzhou King, let me go the way of life, I can let them use money to redeem me!"

He took off the mask and it was Qin Yuchi, the brother of Qinzhou King.

Previously, he murdered in Jizhou, and was caught by Youwuming. Youwuming finished the question, and after receiving the gold from Qinzhou, he let him leave with a broken mirror.

Unfortunately, he got him here again today.

Really destined to escape.

You Wuming beckoned: "Come here."

Qin Yuchi leaned forward and squeezed a reluctant smile.

You Wuming raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Good to go."

At that instant, the person had turned into black and gray, and the smile on his face remained for a moment in the silhouette of the ashes, and then he scattered the ground.

You Wuming casually pointed at several people.

The people he pointed to were slowly burned into a pile of black ash one by one.

"Hey, you can only burn a joss stick to scare anyone." He murmured dissatisfiedly. "The problem is that my cultivation is just like this, and I can't burn it slower."

"Little Sanguo!" he shouted in a loud voice, "Who shall I burn, who will help me cure. I will try to burn it for half an hour!"

As soon as this remark came out, many sons of black robe trembling unconsciously.

You Wuming spread her hand: "Look, Xiao Sanguo, these people are not afraid of death. Come, let's try it."

Finally a holy son couldn't hold back, shaking his hands and taking off the mask, said: "What are you going to ask? I said, I said everything!"

You Wuming glanced at him lightly, raising his hand, and burned him to ashes.

Sang couldn't help but feel heartache for a long time-there was a counsel, and he burned like this? !

Soon, she discovered the fact that You Wuming didn't mean to force a confession at all. He was simply destroying the enemies in the Temple of Heaven.

These black-robed people, no matter what they do, will only get his light fingers.

Whether it’s begging for mercy, running away, wanting to do something with him or Sang far, shouting'kill to kill'... except for a few people standing in place to reduce their presence as much as possible, the rest of them quickly become Full of clothes.

"This kind of thing, do you need to say it." Youyou sneered, "I know much more than you. Today I am really simply trusted to kill people here- —An old man sincerely begged me to help kill you, and I couldn’t bear to refuse it. After all, it was the ancestors of the first emperor of the Yun Family who lived for hundreds of years.

As soon as this remark came out, a person with a very low sense of existence and standing among the remaining crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Impossible!"

Youyou motioned, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of lips.

"A big stupid fish was caught."

The identity of Emperor Yun must be top secret, and only the core leaders are qualified to know.

Youming was swept away, and the bronze mask on the person's face was removed.