The kiss did not last long.
After the kiss, Sang stared at the flames in the distance. I was thinking in my heart, so messed up, Ling Gu and the others should be able to escape smoothly.
There was a trace of confusion in her numbness.
In any case, the current situation is better than Ling Gu and the others died, and they were imprisoned by Han Shaoling, acting as imprisonment.
The man behind him who was as cold as a snake pressed his cheek to the side of her neck and sniffed lightly from time to time, his arms wrapped around her, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, he straightened up lazily, pulled her on the rein, and led her to the northwest.
Sang turned his head far, looking back from You Wuming's shoulder. I saw a large number of officers and soldiers going out to rescue with torches. People in the wilderness turned on the beasts, open flames were burning everywhere, and the screams of screams drifted far away with the night wind.
Wanna Lai You Wuming added a lot of strange materials in it.
She turned her stiff neck reluctantly until the fire disappeared below the horizon, and turned her head back.
The light passed over his face.
There was no expression on his face, and his gaze returned to a lazy look. The frowning eyebrows and the corners of the sinking lips were filled with three words-meaningless.
It seemed that he, like her, had no feeling for the kiss.
Sang sighed with imperceptible relief.
Her finger touched the kit on her waist. There are also two jade slips, you have to tell the king of Sangzhou about the traitor...
"Can I report peace to my father?" She calmed down and asked softly.
You Wuming's black eyes drooped, and an unpredictable smile hung on the corners of his lips: "Of course, I can also say hello by the way."
Sang Yuan knew that this was just disapproval.
If King Sangzhou knew that the person who took her was You Wuming, he would go crazy on the spot, and the leader would go to Youzhou to fight, no matter what traitor or traitor he was.
"Forget it." She lowered her eyes faintly.
Just when her gaze was about to fall to the bottom of the valley, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something, her body trembled slightly, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at him, with a strong expectation in her eyes—
"Then... can you ask your people for help and let the father beware of Han Shaoling's people?"
The little golden man testified that her acting skills must have exploded at this moment.
As long as he is a normal man, he will definitely feel trusted and relied on, unconsciously standing on the same line with her...
It is a pity that You Wuming is not normal at all.
He looked at her weirdly, for a while, and couldn't help grinning: "Little Sang Guo, I really don't mind exposing Sang Sanjiu, but the problem is, do you think that Sang Chengyin would be because of Sang Sanjiu. Words, and doubt your own brother and nephew?"
Sang Yuanyuan was immediately discouraged: "...No."
Can only find another opportunity.
When the day was about to dawn, the Yunjian Beast stopped by a stream.
You Wuming took the stream water to clean her face, acting gently, with a focused smile on the corners of her lips.
Then dry the water drops with a silk cloth, take out a small box of yellow paste, dab it with your fingertips, and smear it on her face.
His fingers are extremely flexible, like kneading dough, squeezing on her face, leaning back from time to time, squinting his eyes, and then continuing to tumble.
After tossing for a long time, he threw the jade box in his hand, clapped his hands, grabbed her by the shoulder, and pushed her above the stream.
The morning light fell on the stream, like fine gold crumbs.
Sang saw an unfamiliar face far away, with a plain appearance and a small hole in his lower lip.
He grabbed her, stripped off her outer garment three times, took out a suit of attendant's clothes from his baggage, put it on her body, and then pushed her back to the top of the stream, taking photos of her left and right.
Her heart floated in horror: "Are you going to take me..."
You Wuming's face shook gently with the waves: "It's fun, isn't it."
He wants to take her to the front!
Sang Yuanyuan felt that it was not fun at all, but the protest was invalid.
The two continued on the road.
After daybreak, Sang was surprised to find that You Wuming, the Yunjian Beast, seemed unremarkable, but it was actually surprisingly fast. When it ran at full force, the scenery on the left and right was left with afterimages.
As soon as a trace of surprise floated in her eyes, You Wuming keenly caught it.
He said triumphantly: "When I picked up the short-lived, it was bitten without a piece of good meat. They all said it would not survive for three days. Three days, huh."
Sang Yuanyuan didn't know whether he should talk about the name of the mount, or talk about that magical'haha'.
He continued: "I said, the short-lived must be longer than them. They don't believe it."
Sang could not help but stretched out his hand to caress the soft white hair of Fuyunjian beast, a trace of relief appeared in his heart-it survived tenaciously and ran so fast.
You Wuming's next sentence made her body stiff again.
He smiled lightly: "Then I will bury them all under the animal pen. Of course they will not live a short life."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
She felt like a patient like You Wuming, perhaps even the best psychologists could do nothing.
Fortunately, his own life is not too long.
Heading westward, the air gradually became dry, and the wind blowing from the west smelled of gunpowder smoke. The horizon gradually turned black, and Sang knew from afar that he was about to see the iconic buildings in this world.
The Great Wall of Dark Iron.
The end of the field of vision has been occupied by the black line, which is like a weird cutting line, cutting the yellow earth from the blue sky, like a scar in the world.
But in fact, it is a steel line of defense that protects the eighteen states of the cloud from the underworld.
As the cloud beast approached, the black horizon quickly bulged in front of him.
"This is the first time I saw the Inner Great Wall? What's so good about it." You Wuming said, "I will take you up to the wall to see the flesh and blood—that's a little bit more interesting."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
She couldn't help but turned her head to look at the young patient.
When he was not speaking, his face looked a little cold, like a green jade in the white. It's strange to say, his eyes are extremely dark, his lips are bright red, but he has an inexplicably light and dusty temperament.
Of course, as long as he makes an expression or speaks, the immortal spirit will disappear.
To the east of the Inner Great Wall, there are large tracts of wasteland. The wasteland stretches for three hundred miles, and to the east, three hundred miles away, there is a final line of defense. Only when the line of defense goes to the east, normal cities and residents will appear.
At this moment, You Wuming is leading her through the wasteland.
The logistics army transporting supplies, like ants carrying food, meanders for hundreds of miles, carrying carts of supplies from the east to the front line.
"Look," he gently leaned against her ear and said, "Han Shaoling is so useless, the grain and grass sent to the front line will be greedy by 30%."
Far away, did he open his eyes
Sang Yuan sneered while looking up. At this look, he saw the problem.
In the winding grain truck, there is indeed a sense of inexplicable violation of nearly 30%. They must be invisible from a distance, but from a distance, they are like two or three acres of leeks hidden in a whole valley, which is very eye-catching.
It should be shoddy.
"Are there no corrupt officials in Youzhou?" Sang Yuan asked.
You Wuming is a little regretful: "It's true that I haven't killed it for a while. I gave them a lot of opportunities when they were traveling. Who knows that all of them are so timid."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
The three-hundred-mile journey quickly shortened under the short-lived four hoofs, and soon, the two men and the beast arrived at a gate downstairs in the inner Great Wall.
When I got close, I felt even more shocked.
The heavy black iron seems to have fallen to the west and tilted the entire land. The inner Great Wall is as high as thirty feet. Standing under the city, the horrible feeling of oppression seems to be able to isolate the sun. The air is cold and heavy, sucking into the lungs and falling like iron.
The small door under the city gate was opened to welcome King Youzhou into the house.
The soldiers under the walled city were busy in an orderly manner, carrying a large amount of supplies onto the wall along the corridors that opened on both sides of the wall.
You Wuming's people are obviously very curious about this woman who can ride on the'short-lived' body, and all of them will be subconsciously taken aback, and then blankly open their mouths, until they are pushed by the person behind them, and they won't be able to recover.
This is a little different from Sang Yuanyuan's imagination.
She originally thought that the You Wuming would tremble like a mouse and a cat in front of him, but she didn't expect to look at it with a very ordinary heart.
It seems not as great as Han Shaoling's accumulated prestige.
He could see her surprise, and he seemed to be in a better mood again, and said: "This king loves the people like a son, and he is respected by the people of Youzhou."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." She was already unable to complain.
Yun Jian Beast climbed the thirty-foot city wall along the black iron stairs under the doorway.
As soon as he stepped on the city wall, it immediately seemed to have changed a world.
Sang Yuanyuan couldn't tell whether the harsh wailing sound blasted into his ears first, or the strong and incomparable fishy odor that preempted the sense of smell, or that the dense smoke of gunpowder hurt his eyes.
The atmosphere under the city wall is silent and busy, and above the city wall, there is full of enthusiasm.
Countless people are running.
The walls of the Black Iron Great Wall are extremely wide, enough for a hundred cloud beasts to stand side by side.
There were huge crossbows on the top of the wall, and the cold-faced repairmen put the huge black iron arrows that were as thick as Sang Yuan's calves on the huge crossbows and shot them down the city. Depending on the physique of each person, the bowstrings and the arrow body will be dyed with the colors of the spiritual aggregate, red, yellow, black, white, and blue.
A round of iron arrows rushed out, and a new round of wailing would come from underneath.
You Wuming jumped off the Yunjian Beast, grabbed Sang Yuan's arm, and led her to the edge of the city wall.
"Haven't you seen the Underworld?" He pressed her on the back of her neck with a cold hand and pushed her body into the wall.
He bowed, the two heads leaned together, affectionately squeezed on the side of a giant crossbow.
Sang looked down from afar.
It was too far apart, and the scene underneath could not be seen clearly, and I saw a whole piece of red color. Above the red color, clusters of black arrows were pierced.
Under some of the black arrows, there was red color struggling and wriggling, thinking that it was the underworld demon.
The flames of war spread to the city walls, leaving traces of tar on the black iron walls. There were many charred masses piled under the roots of the city walls, piled up high, and open flames were still burning in some places.
After a wave of arrows rain, two teams quickly swept out of the city gate. One carried the charred objects under the city wall onto the truck and cleaned up a small section of the roots of the city wall. The other team was responsible for recovering nearby arrows. arrow.
Their movements were surprisingly swift. Before Sang Yuan could see clearly, he saw the two teams gathered together and returned to the gatehouse together. The iron gates were closed one by one, and the rumbling and tremor spread to the city wall.
You Wuming let go of her with disappointment.
He said: "It's boring. It's useless."
Sang Yuanyuan miraculously understood the idea of the snake spirit patient-the underworld did not take the opportunity to attack the two teams, so he did not see it as a good show.
I don't know whether Sang Yuan's luck is good or bad. After that wave of arrows rain, there has been no movement under the city wall.
The officers and soldiers here are all cultivators. They seized the gap, sat down against the wall, and began to adjust their breath.
The moment of leisure in the flames of war seemed extremely precious, and even Sang Yuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She always felt like she was stuffed in an iron pot, as if all her awareness was tightly bound near the city wall, and she could only focus on the space in front of her eyes.
At this moment, she suddenly felt bright, she raised her eyes and saw the Great Wall ten miles away.
There is the first front to meet the underworld.
A few days ago, a city gate was breached, and the underworld demon swarmed into the buffer zone between the inner and outer Great Walls, so Heaven would take it so seriously and let You Wuming assist Han Shaoling to eliminate the demons.
As soon as the name of Han Shaoling was turned in his mind, he immediately heard the male lead voice full of magnetism in his ears.
"King Youzhou?"