At that moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt that his heart had stopped beating.
She was half a corridor away from that wing room.
Huangfujun snorted softly and displeasedly: "So unruly?"
Sang Yuanyuan's scalp was numb, he leaped lightly, jumped onto the half-person-high carved wooden fence, volleyed, flew straight over the corner, and landed at the door of the open wing.
Before she could take a breath, she glanced down at the clothes on her body, and then rushed in. Before You Wuming began to speak out, she shook the screen and grabbed his arm.
She raised her head anxiously, and saw that his face was calm, his black eyes were like the deep ocean under ten thousand miles.
He slowly turned his head and stared at her.
Sang Yuan took a deep breath, with a flattering smile on his face, his gaze slowly swept across the two people sitting in front of the tea table, bowed slightly, and said, "Sorry, this kid is new here, he doesn't understand the rules, and he smashes. The guest officer. It's time for me to serve tea to the two of you."
She turned around and pushed You Wuming.
"What do you want to do, change your clothes, and go to the water room to help!"
She squeezed his hand heavily, her eyes soft, and she pleaded.
She felt the eyes of Huangfujun and Meng Wuyou all fall on her back. Her scalp was numb, and she urged You Wuming softly: "Go."
He pursed his lower lip.
"Staring at the boys for me, don't call them lazy." She said quickly, and gave him another push.
This is a hint that he shouldn't fight alone, since he already knows that Huangfujun is here, it's better to bring someone over to encircle him.
You Wuming stared at her deeply, then turned around and walked around the screen.
Sang Yuan sighed quietly, turned around with a smile, and said to Huangfu Jun: "Sorry, sorry, this batch of newcomers didn't understand the rules, and ran into the guest officer. I'll make it for him."
Huangfujun leaned up his body, squinted his eyes, and said, "Come here and serve tea."
Sang Yuan was slightly surprised. She thought Huangfujun would rush her out.
Isn't he in a hurry to talk business with Meng Wuyou
Sang Yuanyuan calmed down, stepped forward, skillfully and neatly picked up the boiling pot, washed the cups, brewed, divided, and collected.
Huangfujun kept staring at her.
Her movements are not messy at all. When she rushed over from the corridor, she was extremely nervous, and she was on the verge of collapse. At this moment, You Wuming was successfully sent away, and she was already in the calmest state after the big storm.
Even Xianxin lowered his head and smiled, and said, "Guest, I don't have tea on my face."
After that, his eyes slanted, and he glanced at Huangfujun half-enchantingly.
It looks like an old tea lady.
She and You Wuming pretended to be ordinary merchants, and they couldn't see any big problems in their outfits. What they tested was acting.
Huangfujun raised his eyebrows lightly.
Sang's eyes dropped from far away and quickly returned the tea sets to their original positions.
After finishing a process, she can exit without suspicion.
After placing it, she smiled and held the tea table before getting up.
The back of his hand was suddenly pinched.
Sang Yuanyuan's heart jumped, and his gaze slowly fell.
I saw Huangfujun probed one hand and covered her whole small hand. His hand was very large, his index and middle fingers passed over his wrists, and he clasped her. The thumb pressed her wrist pulse like a Chinese medicine consultation.
She raised her eyes calmly and looked at his face.
Huangfu Jun is extremely white, he is in his early forties, he looks only in his early thirties, with slender eyebrows, flying straight into the temples, his thin lips are as red as blood, the bridge of his nose is slightly eagle-like. He looks handsome.
He was wearing an exquisite purple gown, and he knew the materials were good at a glance.
Purple makes him whiter.
He gently rubbed his cocooned thumb twice, and softly praised: "The tea lady has a good pair of hands!"
Sang Yuan's heart was slightly stagnant.
The skin that this body is spoiled for is naturally far more comparable.
She settled down, her eyes flowed, her gaze fell diagonally on the back of his hand, and said: "After you have a good foundation, I forgot to wear a beautiful face. Otherwise, you don't have to work here and follow the distinguished guests. Characters like this eat fragrant and spicy food, and have a good life."
She was a little worried.
Although You Wuming's disguise technique is so superb that it can be used to disguise the truth, but she is not sure whether an old fox like Huangfujun will notice any clues.
"Foster father!" Meng Wuyou, who hadn't said a word, suddenly groaned, "You are really disrespectful of you, why are you holding the hand of the tea lady!"
Sang looked up at Meng Wuyou from afar, feeling a little grateful to her for helping her out.
Meng Wuyou didn't look at her, and pouted aggrievedly.
Sang Yuan knew that Meng Wuyou was jealous. It's like the sour upset when the little baby sees his father picking up another little baby to kiss him.
Huangfu Jun laughed. He let go of Sang Yuan's hand and raised the corners of his lips at her: "This is a piece of uncut stone. After peeling it off, it might be beautiful!"
Sang Yuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Sure enough, the disguise could not hide from Huangfujun.
She forced herself to be calm and smiled and said: "When you are in the dust, you are naturally covered with gray and protective color. Guests, please use tea."
She got up, owed a debt, and walked out calmly.
"I heard that my nephew was very ignorant, took away another's wife, and took people to his side all day long regardless of external criticisms. He was truly apostate." Huangfujun said calmly.
Sang Yuan's back became cold, pretending to be irrelevant, and continued to stride out.
Meng Wuyou whispered in surprise: "Foster father doesn't care about him! What's the matter with this! How pitiful the man whose wife has been taken away!"
Meng Wuyou didn't know the identity of Huangfujun at this time. She didn't even realize that the person who had been robbed of his wife in the words of her adoptive father was her beloved Han Shaoling.
"Huh!" Huangfu Jun said, "The poor man must be hateful, and besides, there is a silly good daughter who is digging his heart and lungs for him. What sympathy is there for him!"
He stared at Meng Wuyou, the'silly good daughter's house'.
Sang had walked far to the edge of the screen.
At this moment, she felt that she was walking on a collapsed suspension bridge, knowing that the road ahead had been cut off, but still holding a trace of luck.
Just leave this door...
The screen suddenly moved by itself.
It stepped back and crossed, blocking Sang Yuan's path, like a man opening his arms in front of her.
Sang Yuanyuan slowly turned around, looking at Huangfujun across the half of the wing.
"What does the guest mean?"
Huangfujun leaned on the tea table and raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't want to let you go. How about you following me, eating and drinking, and living a good life. How about marrying me? Isn't it a disadvantage? I have never been around. people."
Sang Yuanyuan: "... I'm sorry I already promised people."
"What's so good about him!" Huangfujun laughed, "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall and follows a mortal man, what future can he have. Come, come by my side, and I will protect you from year to year."
Meng Wuyou bit her lip in surprise: "Foster father..."
Sang Yuanyuan smiled calmly: "You righteous daughter, it seems that you don't want a foster mother. Why don't you discuss it first with your father and daughter?"
"Hahahaha!" Huangfujun laughed, "What do children know! This kind of big thing, how can a child be beaked! Come to my side, I will take you to the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!"
He meant something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he made no secret of his ambition. It seemed that the East Territory could no longer fill the appetite of this hungry wolf.
Sang Yuan knew that she couldn't walk for a while, so she went back to the edge of the tea table, sat idle, and made herself a cup of tea.
Huangfu's handsome eyes showed appreciation.
Sang Yuanyuan took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "How did you recognize me?"
Does this man have see-through eyes? !
"When you meet, you know it's good. Plus..." Huangfujun raised a hand, spread his five fingers, and shook it in front of her, "Mogu. The easiest thing to distinguish is Wanggu."
Meng Wuyou was surprised: "Foster father, are you saying that this tea lady is a princess who lives in the folks?"
Huangfujun gave her a meaningful look and said, "Yes, just like Youer, they are all leftover pearls from the sea."
"Foster father is making fun again, what is my legacy?" Meng Wuyou murmured, "But foster father, how can lifelong events be so casual? You have been single for many years, don't you want to wait for a congenial confidant?"
She looked a little lost.
Although she didn’t know her adoptive father for a long time, she really admired him in her heart. In her opinion, the one who can be worthy of adoptive father must be a very intellectual and elegant female elder who can make her at a glance. The kind that yelled at the mother-in-law without any complaints.
It's not like this. This tea lady just winked at her adoptive father. How could her adoptive father fall in love with such a frivolous woman at first sight? Listening to the meaning in the words of the adoptive father just now, it seems that this woman is going to be the mistress of the house.
Meng Wuyou is very worried, afraid that her adoptive father will be fooled by the Fengchen woman.
Sang was far from anxious. Since Huangfujun has clearly and frankly revealed the intention of coveting Sangzhou, he will not do anything to her, at best it is threatening and temptation to let her marry to Dongzhou upright.
I'm not ashamed! A generation away! Sang Yuanyuan secretly cursed a few old dogs in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face.
Huangfujun looked at her with satisfaction, and smiled: "Worry your child is young and can't distinguish between fish eyes and pearls. To marry such a woman, I don't know how long it takes to cultivate a blessing."
Sang Yuanyuan smiled softly, and said, "Why do you still hold the fisheye in your hand since the respected driver can distinguish the fisheye and the bead?"
She ridiculed him mercilessly, accepting such a fake Meng Wuyou as a righteous girl.
Huangfujun smiled unconsciously: "I want fish eyes to be mixed with pearls. Now that I have obtained the pearls, I don't need to force others to make it difficult for the fish eyes to play pearls."
Sang Yuanyuan's heart jumped slightly, and she vaguely remembered a nonsense plot that she quickly passed by.
At the end of the book, Han Shaoling married Meng Wuyou. Huangfujun raised her identity for her, claiming that she was the legacy of the Sangzhou royal family, and went to reverse the case for Sangzhou. Since then, Meng Wuyou has a noble background. .
And her adoptive father Huangfujun actually controlled the area of Sangzhou, became the biggest gainer, and earned countless reputations.
Yes, Meng Wuyou in the book inherited Sang Yuan's wardrobe, bed, man, and status.
Sang Yuan's lips twitched with sarcasm.
Associated before and after, a clear conspiracy gradually surfaced.
In the book, the Huangfu parent who upholds justice and hides his merits and fame is actually the real black hand behind the scenes. Han Shaoling's so-called road to the top has gradually become a good dog under Huangfujun.
Sang Yuanyuan held his cheek lightly, his eyes softly fell on the tea, and he whispered softly: "If you want to marry me, you can pass the test."
"Junior Huangkou, why is it true!" Huangfu Jun Hao said angrily.
Sang Yuan smiled: "Then, your elder, would you take me as a hostage and threaten the younger you look down on? In that case, I would despise you a lot."
"Naturally not." Huangfujun smiled confidently, "The little devil is not a climate yet."
He had already crushed the jade slips and contacted the guards who remained in the palace. They would invite experts from the imperial palace to rush over. As long as You Wuming dared to show up, he would definitely stay here forever!
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the large carved wooden window behind him suddenly shattered.
Seven or eight figures swept down from the eaves, and several sword winds cut Huangfujun straight. Everyone who came was covered with a black scarf, and the spiritual aura on the blade's blade flickered, and they were all the powerhouses in the five heavens of the Lingming realm.
Shadow Guard.
Sang did not run away hastily. She sat calmly, with a slight smile on her face, as if it didn't matter which of the two men won or lost.
In this troubled world, the weak beauty has always been involuntarily. When they are scrambled, they are like a treasure, and they have no right to speak. So as long as she doesn't move rashly, Huangfujun will not embarrass her, will only fight for her, and will not regard her as a person of flesh and blood.
Huangfujun moved.
The white hand that was pressing on the tea table shook slightly, and the tea on the table was all out of the cup, floating to three feet away.
With a wave of the purple sleeve, the green tea was like a hidden weapon, and it shot behind him. It was colliding with the blades of the assassins, dissolving the first wave of offensive.
Like long eyes on the back.
You Sang Yuan is here, and You Yingwei throws the rat avoidance device, but does not use all his strength.
At the moment when Huangfu Junlue resolved the attack, a strange and extremely low moving sound suddenly sounded. It was like rolling thunder, and it was like moving a giant table above your head.
In the next instant, the brilliant sunlight smashed his head and face, people squinted unconsciously, and a ray of daze floated in his heart.
"Woo-"
The entire eaves was suddenly dragged out by several chains, slanted and slid down, and hit the roof on the opposite street with a loud crash.
The earth flew wildly, and there were screams everywhere.
The screen in front of the door suddenly split into two, and the faint and lifeless figure swept out between the two slowly splitting mountains. Holding an ordinary knife in his hand, the cyan spirit cloud swung more than ten feet from the tip of the knife and cut straight. Huangfujun!
Behind him, two rows of Shadow Guards filed in.
The opportunity is here!
Without thinking, Sang picked up the big boiling teapot on the tea table and slammed it on Meng Wuyou's head.
Seeing her movements were smooth and flowing, she was done in one go, and she secretly planned for a while.
The most agile posture, the most unavoidable angle, the teapot flew halfway, the lid fell apart, the boiling water covered his face, and he rushed towards the dream without worry.
The hit is to drag the oil bottle!
At this moment, Huangfujun was about to stretch out his hand to catch Sang Yuan, when she suddenly came out so sharply, his amber eyes clearly showed a trace of astonishment.
He was forced to turn around and pulled away the screaming Meng Wu You.
But after Sang Yuan throws the teapot, he doesn't stop for a while, kicks directly on the tea table, and with the force of the counter-shock, he slams heavily behind him.
Huangfujun rescued Meng Wuyou and suddenly returned to grab Xiang Sang Yuan!
It happened to be empty.
If Sang was far from throwing back immediately, instead of getting up and running away, he would definitely be caught by Huangfujun!
Everything in front of me seemed to be slow motion.
After Sang Yuan used all his strength, he let himself fall to the door. Huangfujun's hand caught her where she was, and the momentary astonishment in her eyes turned into anger.
Sang Yuanyuan smiled, ready to land.
A pair of big hands steadily copied her.
Looking back, I saw those eyes that were burning with dark flames.
"I said, no matter what the situation, I will definitely return to your side." She took the opportunity to stir up feelings and quietly said in his ear.
You Wuming shook slightly, a smirk floated on the corner of his lips, and he moved her behind him casually, raised a knife he had gotten from nowhere, and attacked Huangfujun.
To intercept him here is not only the best time, but also the most dangerous time.
Huangfujun's personal guards will soon rush with the masters in the imperial palace.
Only a quick fight!
But Huangfujun's strength was amazing, and he couldn't be done in a moment if he wanted to kill him. It was precisely because of this that Huangfujun dared to stay unscrupulously, facing You Wuming and his guards alone.
The situation was similar to what Sang Yuan had expected.
You Wuming and Huangfujun faced each other with a bang, and immediately spouted a mouthful of blood, took two steps back, and subconsciously covered his chest with one hand.
Huangfujun drew a two-foot-long ring with his backhand, jumped over the tea table, took advantage of the victory, and attacked You Wuming.
Fortunately, You Yingwei rushed up in time and entangled him.
You Wuming can breathe.
Sang Yuan Yuan's heart was hanging, and there was another fear in his chest—if You Wuming had really caused You Wuming to face Huangfujun alone, the consequences would be disastrous!
The fighting became fiercer.
After a loud bang, the three shadow guards flew out and hit the wall, the wall shattered.
A black light shone on Huangfujun's rule.
After repelling a wave of attacks with ease, Huangfujun proudly raised his jaw and shouted at Sang Yuanyuan: "Well, I will say that children are not worthy!"
A dark light flashed in You Wuming's eyes, and he whispered: "Kill!"
You Yingwei immediately acted with all his strength, only hearing a few rumblings, all the walls were shattered, and a dozen people surrounded Huangfu Juntuan and stood on the second-story ruins, fighting with their lives.
Huangfujun is still at ease.
No wonder he was not afraid of You Wuming to call people at all. His strength was not lost to You Wuming in his heyday. Facing these shadow guards who could not even bring in hand weapons, he was not afraid of himself.
Sang looked north from afar, and saw several rows of beasts riding on the open road outside the imperial palace!
After at most one stick of incense, someone will make dumplings.
If this continues, don't say killing Huangfujun, even if he wants to leave, he will be dragged here.
Huangfujun, the prey caught in the cobweb, is actually a predator who can tear the web and swallow the spider!
"Kill Meng Wuyou!" Sang Yuanyuan was blessed to his soul and shouted loudly.
You Wuming gave a dark smile, really raised the knife, and cut to the slender figure who shrank aside from time to time and screamed in surprise.
The big villain is the best at this point, and don't talk about kindness and morality when fighting.
Huangfujun's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly grabbed Meng Wuyou in his hands.
Originally, he only needed to be distracted to help her block the wind of swords that inadvertently swept her, and it didn't take much effort. But at this moment, You Wuming and Youyingwei Qiqi are attacking Meng Wuyou, Huangfujun suddenly swayed from left to right, and suffocated everywhere.
Sang retreated far to the edge of the broken wall, always paying attention to the people coming from the direction of the imperial palace.
Under the powerful action of Meng Wuyou's halo, Huangfujun quickly revealed his defeat.
He has no worries about dreams, although he uses most of them, but he is not without sincerity.
An old man in his forties who has not married his wife is the young, lively, chirping girl who likes Meng Wuyou the most. In the book, he has acted like a loving father from beginning to end!
Sang thought sarcastically.
At this moment, Huangfujun not only has to deal with the shadow guard, who is entangled with bones and trapped him in the quagmire, but also guards against You Wuming’s fierce blow from time to time. Occasionally, Meng Wuyou will scream and flutter indiscriminately. Two clicks.
It really made him exhausted.
Sang Yuan was nervous and excited. If you can get rid of Huangfujun here, that would be great.
It is rare that he is alone, without half of the guard. This kind of opportunity is really rare in a millennium.
If it is a half-track interception, he still needs to deal with his guards and envoys, and the casualties will definitely be much heavier.
'You Wuming, come on! 'She clenched her hand heavily, and only hated that she hadn't worn it for ten years or so earlier, and that she had cultivated a good skill early.
The beast ride to the north gradually approached.
They crossed the street and caused a flurry of jumps, just so that Sang could observe their movements from a distance.
There are only five streets left!
"laugh-"
A shadow guard successfully struck Huangfujun, leaving a rib deep wound on his back.
The blood was spreading on the purple shirt, and it was suddenly blackened.
At the same time, the shadow guard was struck in the chest by Huangfujun's commandment, his breastbone broke immediately, dark blood gushing out of his mouth, and his vitality was instantly lost.
Imperial Palace reinforcements, there are four streets!
You Wuming once again struggled with Huangfujun.
This time, both vomit blood.
The Shadow Guard embraced again, like a pack of wolves facing a wounded lion.
The sword wind cut to Meng Wuyou, Huangfujun's roar was overwhelmed by the rustle, and he repeatedly tried to get out of the encirclement, but was dragged back to the original place.
Imperial Palace reinforcements, three blocks away!
The two fastest reinforcements have dropped their mounts, skimmed on the roof, and rushed from above the eaves! Sang saw a huge bow behind one of them from afar.
The master who hurt You Wuming in the imperial palace last time!
Sang Yuan's heart was like a drum, controlling the sound, trying to calmly inform everyone—
"After thirty breaths, two reinforcements are coming! The realm of strength and brilliance!"
A strong man in the Spiritual Light Realm can barely be able to hold on by scoring at least five ghost guards from the Spiritual Light Realm.
As long as these two arrived on the battlefield, You Wuming's strength would immediately be demolished by nearly half.
And below the street, dozens of Qiyunjian beasts have stepped into the last two streets!
Time is waiting.
She stared at the north face tightly, her lips tightened, and she didn't call out the word'withdraw'.
What a pity to give up at this moment! Huangfujun is prepared and wants to assassinate him again, it is difficult to reach the sky!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of sharp weapons piercing into flesh and blood.
It turned out that You Wuming couldn't avoid it. He took a heavy blow and stabbed the iron blade in his hand into Huangfujun's abdomen.
At the same time, Huangfujun's restraint broke two ribs in front of his chest, sinking a terrifying arc.
The two vomited blood together.
The two fastest masters have arrived! They touched the eaves on the opposite side, swept across the street like swallows, and rushed into the field!
The Shadow Guard immediately separated ten people to meet the enemy, and intercepted the two in mid-air.
And the beast ride below has come to the last street!
No need to look again!
Sang withdrew his sight far away.
"Reinforcement troops are here, clean up the scene, listen to my command, and prepare to retreat!" Her voice was cold and composed, and her tone was cold, like a metal blade passing the cold wind.
There was no sound of panic, and it suddenly became the backbone of everyone.
At this moment, You Yingwei miraculously did not rely on the lord's command as in the past. They subconsciously listened to this female voice, as if it were a Dinghai Shenzhen needle.
"three."
The strong fire person throws a bright flame, throws the body of his companion, destroys the corpse.
"two."
The crowd fought and retreated toward the other side of the street.
"one."
Two more knives pierced Huangfujun's body together.
One is You Wuming, and the other is Agu.
The two revolved knives, and wanted to cut Huangfujun into two pieces, but two sharp arrows broke through the air and forced them back.
"Withdraw!" Sang shouted far away.
"Withdraw." Wuming's voice panted with a deep breath.
A group of people leaped into the back street and quickly escaped to the south.
The two masters chased closely, and the sound of the beast's hoof running closer and closer...
The fierce battle is on the horizon!
You Wuming embraced her and ran forward with her. His breathing is extremely loud, his lungs are like a bellows, and his body is full of blood.
He simply swung the knife neatly, protecting Sang from a distance.
She looked at him sideways, and saw a strand of messy hair that was slightly damp, resting on her pale side face, with the tips of her hair hanging down to the corners of her drooping lips, her eyebrows pressed down, and her expression unusually firm.
Her heart suddenly missed several beats.
The moving speed of a group of people is getting slower and slower, such as sinking into the mud, they will be completely dragged to death when they see it!
At this very moment, a jade slip flickered on the body of the chasing master in front.
A slightly panicked voice came out—
"Quickly return to the palace! The emperor is assassinated!"