Huangfujun? !
Sang opened his eyes wide in shock, "How could it be him?"
"Huh?" You Wuming lowered his head, and the pitch-black pupils fixedly looked at her, "Couldn't Xiao Sangguo have any friendship with Huangfujun."
She turned her head to look at him, and stopped talking.
how to say? In the battle to defend the heavens, fortunately, Huangfu Jun tried his best to turn the tide and save the emperor from danger.
A legendary man, very strong, extremely strong. With the help of a family, he sheltered the entire eastern frontier, and renamed'Huangfu Zhou' to'Dongzhou', which means that the land of a state can no longer contain the power of his Huangfu family. He is the entire eastern border. of.
There are rumors that Huangfujun is the man behind the female emperor. Out of love, he is willing to stand behind her as her most solid invisible backer.
Huangfujun has another identity, he is You Wuming's uncle.
His aunt's elder sister is the old wife of Old Youwang, that is, You Wuming's mother.
Therefore, if'The Remnants of the Old King' is related to Huangfujun, it is not only unexpected, but also reasonable.
"Dongzhou is so strong, why do such a thing?" Sang Yuanyuan frowned.
You Wuming sighed softly: "If Xiao Sang Guo likes the land in Dongzhou, I will call you down later."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
He tilted his head to the side and sneered: "What's good, isn't it just producing gold pearls? If I can see that kind of thing, the whole Youzhou will already be full of colorful colors!"
Spicy ears.
Sang Yuanyuan felt that he needed to popularize science: "Pearls are not grown, but produced in mussels."
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The army of thirty thousand opened in a strange and quiet atmosphere.
You Wuming was expressionless, as if he had made up his mind not to talk to Sang Yuan, nor to others.
After traveling for more than a hundred miles, Sang Yuan could not help asking: "Has the jade slips not been delivered to the father? The matter about Dongzhou..."
A big hand interrupted her.
He leisurely put a hand on most of her face and covered her mouth.
His palms were dry and warm, with thick calluses, so pressing her in this way gave him an unspeakable sense of security.
"Don't mention that shit pearl," he said coldly.
Sang Yuan almost laughed.
When he finished explaining, he let go of her, and his chin was at the top of her, meaning she could speak now.
Sang Yuanyuan coughed lightly and said with a serious face: "Huangfu's family should not be underestimated. If you want to face him head-on, I know you are not afraid, but it must be a fierce and fierce battle that will hurt both sides. If this is the case, wouldn't it be cheaper for Jiang? ?"
You Wuming smiled coldly: "Kill Huangfujun, Jiang Yanji will lose a dog."
Sang Yuanyuan felt that his statement was improper, and Huangfujun was the wolf king, not a dog.
However, it is not appropriate to go against Mao Lu at this moment.
So she got close to him very gossiping, and asked in a low voice: "Could the rumors be true? Uncle Huangfu, what kind of ulterior relationship do you really have with the empress? If this is the case, your opponent will be stronger. "
You Wuming looked into the distance: "They are all going to die."
Sang Yuanyuan: "Hmm!"
You Wuming squinted at her, very dissatisfied: "Xiao Sangguo, you are perfunctory me."
She turned her head and smiled at him, so that he was a little dizzy, and she hurriedly turned her head back.
She is actually very curious about what You Wuming has gone through to become such a big demon with a distorted personality.
He was frail since he was a child, and when he was five years old, he almost couldn't survive a heart attack. Fortunately, his uncle Huangfujun found a panacea and recovered a small life.
Regarding the baby who escaped from the dead, the old Youwang and his wife were really holding pain like eyeballs, and they specially changed his name to Wuming, which means that he is dead, so God don’t want to take him again. .
The couple attached great importance to the sole heir, and gave what they wanted. Logically speaking, such a person either grows into a dude or a benevolent gentleman.
Unexpectedly, after this demon is full of wings, the first thing is to destroy his family.
These things were chanted to his corpse after Huangfujun beheaded You Wuming.
Anyone who looks at it will get a fair evaluation-You Wuming is frantic, a damn pervert.
Originally, Sang Yuan, like others, thought that things like metamorphosis were pure and natural, but after she heard what his mother said to him in Ji Lingzhu, she realized that there must be something in the lifeless growth experience. An unknown and extremely important part.
It was this link that caused him to become what he is today.
It's a pity that I still can't ask.
Those things, whoever touches those who die.
She lightly leaned on his chest and said in deep thought, "Sangzhou should be able to help you solve this matter."
You Wuming tilted her head, grabbed her head, turned her face to him, and said with a weird expression: "Little Sangguo, although I am very charming, you are not a little girl who has never seen the world before. So fascinated for me?"
Sang thought about his own business from a distance, his eyes were a little dazed, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "Huh?"
The corners of You Wuming's mouth twitched: "Call Zhang Yue to die for me? No, no, Xiao Sang Guo, I can't do this kind of thing."
He added: "I am not Han Shaoling."
"Who is going to die," she groaned, "we will all live well together."
Eyes flowed, red lips pursed slightly, and a serious look, as if he was making a promise for generations to come.
You Wuming's expression burst for a moment, and she hurriedly broke her head back.
She clearly felt his heart beat twice abruptly.
A stream of air fell suddenly above his head.
When it was a sudden heart palpitation, breathing was disorderly.
She hesitated for a moment and decided to take a risk.
She leaned back gently against his chest, revealing her long neck. She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes swept across her Adam's apple and landed on the sleek and beautiful jaw.
Her voice was very soft, with a little flattery: "Didn't you say that if you make your heart upset again, you will kill me."
You Wuming looked down at her stiffly.
"You're upset, why don't you kill?" She put a finger on his heart and exhaled like blue at his attractive thin lips: "You can't bear it."
His forehead jumped clearly several times.
The lips are pressed tighter, and the corners of the lips are slightly curled downward. He stared at her, his gaze started from the pair of eyes that contained Yingying Qiu Shui, and slowly slid across the small bridge of the nose, across the ruddy lips, and fell to the neck.
That fragile, beautiful and elegant neck was so unguardedly exposed in front of his eyes.
It can be broken with a slight choke.
His breathing is heavier.
Shen Chen fell on her fair skin.
Then he clearly saw that where his breath passed, a faint crimson gradually appeared.
She was dyed by him
He was slightly startled, and his heart beat twice again.
On her cheeky cheek, two small pears were revealed: "If you can't bear it, don't let those cruel words anymore."
"Look at how I clean up you at night. You see, I don't want to!" he said angrily in her ears.
Her lips curled slightly, staring at him, and bargaining with him: "Get married first!"
He hesitated.
After a while, he said: "No. As soon as I let go, you will run away and never come back."
"I won't." She didn't hesitate.
"Others will." He stood up with a faint expression, "No one will rest assured of me. If they are really good for you, they will not give you to my hands."
Sang opened his mouth far away, only to find that what he was saying was the truth.
If he let her return to Sang, Sangzhou would never agree to marry her. They would hide her, so You Wuming could not find her forever.
"Then the matter of getting married will be slowed down, and the immediate matter will be solved first." After a short silence, she raised a big smile again, "You Wuming, can you promise me one thing?"
"You speak first."
"When we are not strong enough, don't rush to act on the sky, okay?" She hesitated for a moment, and said, "We can consider the long-term."
Don't let the Underworld Demon come in by breaking the pot.
He was stunned: "Don't you want me not to touch you first. What are you talking about?"
She pursed her lips and smiled: "I like you. If you really want to touch it, then touch it, I am willing. We are with you day and night, in the eyes of others, we have already... Actually, it doesn’t matter. Innocent things, where? Is it important to you?"
You Wuming lowered his face: "Who dares to talk, I will let him shut up forever."
"Then will you let the rumors become facts?" she asked him faintly.
You Wuming: "..."
With such a delicious little fruit, just put it in front of your eyes and watch it every day, and you can't resist eating it
What is the reason for this
He said evilly: "After solving Han Shaoling, I will take you back to Sangzhou to ask for a marriage contract. They promised the best. If they don't, I will take you away and Kaifeng."
Before he knew it, he gave in again.
"Okay." She ignored the horrible'Kaifeng', and smiled sweetly at him.
You Wuming felt dizzy again, he thought, it must be because the injury had not completely healed.
He felt that it would not be appropriate to be tempted by her again in a short time.
This woman, who didn't know what it was made of, was like a soft crystal ball, which made people want to eat her in one bite, but was not willing.
He was a little uncertain, whether such a small mulberry fruit would really make him lose interest after eating it, as those people said.
It's okay to stay for a while.
Everything is under control.
He raised his head, looked into the distance proudly, and decided not to ignore her.
"Before you arrive at Yumen Pass, don't talk to me again." He slowly arrogantly said.
Sang was far from idle.
She just wanted to practice quietly for a while.
She was immersed in her mind, sensing the wood spirits around her. A few days ago, she felt something in her heart, knowing that she was about to advance.
The green wood spirit slowly enters the body, and the grass-green spiritual accumulation in the body gradually changes in color, turning into pinkish green and pinkish green, which seems to be lighter, but actually removes the original layer of yellow. , Only pure green remains.
Sang Yuanyuan was slightly burnt.
In this state, she has tried several times, and whenever the color is about to become stable, they recede like a tide, leaving only the shallow green grass, as if laughing at her.
She knew this was the so-called bottleneck.
When she washed the muscles and marrow, she was much more thorough than ordinary people. According to popular saying, she had pure spiritual roots and high aptitude.
In the process of cultivating, the speed of absorbing spiritual accumulation is indeed much faster than that of ordinary people, but after practicing these days, I found that the bottleneck or the bottleneck should be encountered, and there is no feeling of opening up at all.
At this moment, she once again hit the bottleneck and clearly felt the lack of support. When he saw Linmen kick, Lingyun couldn't continue again, still falling short.
The whole body's spirit cloud glowed with grass green, and the pink green that represented the promotion was scattered around, and it was about to turn into the origin of the wood spirit and return to the world.
Sang Yuanyuan sighed secretly, and decided to rest for a while, replenish his energy before trying to shock.
At this moment, a swift spirit accumulating vortex suddenly formed, and the wood spirits that were escaping had no resistance, were engulfed by the vortex, and rushed into her body.
Sang was far from thinking about them, and stuck to them.
In an instant, there was a burst of clarity in the mind, and the whole body was shining brightly, the pink-green color flowed through the body, and a full sense of strength engulfed the whole body.
Promoted!
She took a long breath and opened her eyes.
It's already night.
She subconsciously looked back at You Wuming. She knew he had helped her.
There was a light-bearing soldier walking to the side, shining coldly on You Wuming's beautiful face that was too white, making him look like a cold and pretty life-killing Yama.
He glanced down at her, and a ray of pride floated in his black eyes, as if he was saying-things that are as difficult as the sky for you are just a matter of effort for me, don't thank me, I won't pay attention to you .
So Sang Yuanyuan turned away his gaze calmly.
You Wuming: "..."
She didn't have the time to entertain him at the moment.
After being promoted to the Second Heaven of Lingyin Realm, the most significant change was that the subtle voices around him became clearer.
Originally in such a silent wilderness, when I listened attentively, I could only catch a whole piece of white noise in my ears.
But at this moment, those voices are actually clearly divided into context. As long as she is willing to listen, she can distinguish which are the activities of small bugs, which are whispering, and which are the'smoky' caused by the natural growth of vegetation. Voice.
She could feel these voices spreading through the grass and trees, and they faintly resonated with the pink-green spiritual accumulation in her body.
There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart.
Now she was 100% sure that the ability of'eavesdropping' that was ineffective at that time was the bonus skill for cultivation base and promotion.
As her cultivation level improves, the range she can perceive will definitely become larger and clearer. As long as there is vegetation, nothing can be hidden from her ears!
It turns out that the spiritual roots are pure to the extreme, and there are still some benefits.
Sang Yuan took a deep breath, intending to continue his efforts and continue to practice. Maybe for a while, I couldn't see it. Duang gave her a look, and it was hard for her for several days.
There is no bastard.
You Wuming's body moved lazily.
He took out a glowing jade slip and handed it to Sang Yuan.
"You Wuming." In the jade slip, a suppressed and trembling voice came out, "What happened to you little girl?"
The jade slip has been sent to Sangdu!
Sang Yuanyuan was about to take Yujian's answer, when he saw You Wuming'swish' and withdrew his hand, put Yujian to his mouth, and said maliciously: "Eat, you don't care about me."
There were a few clear gasps from the opposite side of Yujian.
The roar of the lion king of Sangzhou came out: "Zhuzi is looking for death!"
Sang turned back quickly, grabbed You Wuming's wrist, and stared at him grievously.
He snorted softly, folded his hands, and crushed the jade slip.
She blinked her eyes and tears filled her eyelashes.
You Wuming: "...too much."
He took out seven or eight in a row, and patted her palm.
"Can I talk to them alone?" She looked at him, her face shy. "In front of you, I am really embarrassed to say something."
You Wuming was not very happy, and raised his chin towards the distance, saying: "It just so happens that the lonely can't hear the voice of the old thing Sang Chengyin."
Look, they are all alone.
Sang smiled shyly from far away, holding the Yujian in one hand and his arm in the other, turning down the Yunjian Beast, and ran to the distance.
You Wuming stared at her back, his black eyes gradually deepening.
Her voice went farther and farther away—
"Father, the thing that intercepted us is actually like this..."
You Wuming patted his short-lived head one after another, and said: "Look, I gave her a chance. If she wants to run or count me, then she will become the poorest person in the world. I will not sympathize with her!"
I sprayed my nose for a short time. It feels that the owner just likes to think too much.
But then again, if you don't want too much, its owner has already become a dead person.
So should I think too much? Short-lived thinks this question is too profound. Although it has a big head, it really doesn't understand it.
"You said," You Wuming's voice was even lighter, "If she wants to count me, what will she say to me when she comes back? Did she say—"
He squeezed his throat, shook his body, and learned the woman's voice and accent, and said: "You Wuming, don't worry, I have convinced the father, as long as you come back to Sangzhou with me, you can solve everything. !"
He paused for a moment, his breath was silent, and his voice was stained with a gloomy murderous intent: "It's impossible to solve it. Jiang Yanji won't recognize the evidence, such a good opportunity, can let a dog bite me, how can she miss it."
"All want me to die." He slowly raised his head, "I will let you die first."
"There is no one in this world who will treat me sincerely... Like me, so what, she can't be an enemy of the whole world for me. You see, once there is such a little chance, she will do it behind my back What's the matter, arrange a back for her... I'm going to kill her, and I will kill her when she comes back! Unless..."
"She came over and kissed me first. Well, then I will let her live a little longer." He stretched out the tip of the red letter and slowly touched his lips.
Short-lived shook his furry head and sighed long.
At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan had just finished discussing with her parents and elder brothers. She was holding the last jade slip, standing in the distance, quietly listening to You Wuming's self-talk.
She knew that when he was alone, she often muttered to himself.
Sure enough, he still couldn't believe her.
This man is too insecure.
She squeezed the last jade slip, passed through the plan that she had just agreed with her father and brother in her heart, then she calmed her breath and ran back to You Wuming.
He held the reins lazily, and his dark eyes looked at her quietly, unable to see emotions.
He is a true king after all.
When he doesn't want others to see his emotions, he is a deep sea that no one can snoop.
He was riding on the Yunjian Beast, condescendingly looking down at her.
She didn't speak rashly either, her chest undulated sharply, as if she couldn't breathe for a while.
The dancer on the tip of the knife is always testing his acting skills.
She knew that You Wuming would definitely be suspicious of short-lived incidents found in the Great Wall. In addition, she heard those words about the'supervisor' again, and he must have guessed that she has some ability different from ordinary people's hearing.
So what he said just now is true, as well as temptation.
If she really kissed him as soon as she came back, that would be the end—he would believe that everything she did was just to cater to him, not sincere.
She gasped for a while, her breath finally evened out.
She smiled at him.
"I negotiated a plan with my father." She bent her eyes. "Hold your ears, and I said to listen to you."
The corners of the lips are flying, and the little face is full of complacency.
You Wuming was startled.
The black eyes slowly turned a half circle, and the corners of his lips made a smile. He leaned over and put his ears in front of her.
She stood on her toes a little, wrapped her arms around his neck, and her black hair was pressed against his black hair, and she whispered in his ear.
After a while, she let go of him, her eyebrows arched higher, and asked him in a complimentary tone: "How?"
He stood up and looked at her for a moment.
She raised her face and looked at him frankly, her eyes full of pride and contentment.
You Wuming smiled suddenly: "Only Sang Chengyin is the only one who makes trouble. He has some credibility."
He thought about it carefully, and he didn't think there was a big flaw either.
If Sangzhou has the sincerity to make a move.
"Little Sangguo," he raised his head arrogantly, and peered at her from top to bottom, "If you only talk about this, why should you avoid me?"
I saw two faint red clusters on her face.
The big watery eyes flickered twice, and the girl's characteristic shyness overflowed thickly, causing a burst of dryness in his throat unconsciously.
"I'm afraid you will be uncontrollable before you get married..." She held her hands in front of her, and unconsciously pinched her nails, "then asked her mother, if you are a husband and wife for the first time, are there any things you should pay attention to..."
You Wuming was stunned, his apple jitter rolled up and down, and his voice suddenly became dumb: "What did the mother-in-law say."
"Mother said, if you can wait until we get married, that's the best thing. She will prepare a dowry for me. If you can't wait, you can take Baizhou specialty, hibiscus grease, apply it and apply it, you can, can... Injury pain, minimized... ”
Her voice was getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was barely audible.
You Wuming raised the corners of her lips happily.
"good."
He put her on his short-lived back, wrapped his arms around her, and put his chin on her shoulder, staring at her red earlobes, and he couldn't help feeling very good.
"Little Sangguo," he said charmingly, "Don't you want to kiss me?"
She looked around and said in a low voice: "There are too many people."
You Wuming laughed, and when he pulled on the reins, Duanyu left the army far behind.
Their first kiss was in the wilderness.
At this moment, the scene seems to reappear.
There is no moon today, a little starlight is reflected in each other's eyes, the night is filled, and there are only silhouettes of a couple.
He raised her chin with his fingertips, lowered his head, not eager to kiss her, but felt her breath carefully.
"Little Sangguo." Qingrun's voice was stained with a husky, "Taught you so many times, should I learn something?"
Inexplicably, her heart was really flustered.
The atmosphere was very wrong, his breath seemed to be everywhere, digging into her pores, making her a little dizzy, and her heartbeat getting louder and louder.
Breathing harder, he finally kissed it.
A panic surged from the bottom of my heart and swayed to the limbs.
After a while, the tenderness deepened, and his hands tightened tighter, wishing to press the person in his arms to death on his body.
The army approached, he let go of her, let out a sigh of relief, and said dumbly: "Furongzhi, cut Han Shaoling, and immediately take you to buy it!"