Sang Yuan grabbed You Wuming's arm.
Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, because of anxiety, a little water shone in the corners of her eyes.
"What are you going to do?" she asked in a low voice and quickly.
He slowly rolled his eyes and glanced at her.
Sang Yuanyuan suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. The faintness of this moment made her feel strange. No, it's not unfamiliar, every time he imprisoned himself in the flames of destruction, he was exactly what he was right now.
She has a clear intuition-he is going to bring this unquenchable fire to burn all the things that make him resentful to ashes!
In the book, those underworld demons who were raised by You Wuming in the Palace of Heaven and Earth are carrying a kind of flame that is difficult to extinguish. The pain makes them even more crazy. After being released to the ground by You Wuming, they immediately captured them. In the imperial capital, there is blood everywhere, fire everywhere...
No wonder, when he was about to kill Jiang Yanji, You Wuming, the arsonist, was "accidentally" ignited by his own fire, causing him to fall short. In fact, it was already extremely difficult for him to survive the fierce battle. Can no longer suppress the flame in the body.
"You Wuming, don't." Her scalp was numb.
Unexpectedly, after she had rewritten the plot, she unexpectedly caused You Wuming to encounter this immortal fire earlier than in the book!
"Little Sangguo, I'm fine." You Wuming's voice is hoarse, "You, don't worry."
She clutched his clothes tightly.
She shook her head at him.
"Didn't we have successfully separated Huangfujun and Jiang Yanji?" She suppressed the anxiety in her heart, slowed down her voice, and softly persuaded, "You Wuming, we don't need to be so anxious. To eliminate them bit by bit, we actually use it too. It won’t be too long, okay? Don’t die together. I really want to see what you look like when you grow old and whether you will become a handsome little old man."
She gave an extremely reluctant smile. At this moment, she even forgot that she was an actor.
He stared at her, his black eyes flashing slightly.
She held him tighter.
"We will be victorious, trust me, our ending will not be a tragedy. Also, don't you really want to touch me anymore?" She stood on tiptoe, leaning to his ear, "Don't burn yourself. , How do you touch me like that? I promise you, whenever you want me, it’s okay, okay?"
Her voice trembled faintly.
He rolled his black eyes and stared at her weirdly.
After a while, he laughed out loud.
"Okay," he said.
She felt relieved and rejoiced.
The joyful light in his eyes suddenly stunned You Wuming.
He looked away and said with a smile: "Little Sangguo, remember your own words."
She just couldn't take care of so much when she was in a hurry. At this moment, she felt a little aftertaste, and couldn't help blushing, loosen his sleeves, and turned her back with her face.
Between these two breaths, I suddenly heard Yun Xuzhou exclaimed in a low voice.
Sang Yuan's heart sank heavily.
She turned around abruptly and saw You Wuming had cut the wrists of himself and the flame girl, and pressed the bleeding wound together.
The orange blood with the fire flowed towards You Wuming, and it took so long to miss the time. The girl was like a piece of completely melted wax, softly slumped on the'candlestick'. In the blink of an eye, all the girl's body was transformed into The off-white scraps.
At a glance, Sang Yuan saw the girl's deformed face with a relieved smile.
Her lips fluttered gently.
'Great... It's finally over... Mother... I'm here...'
The orange flame has flowed into You Wuming's body.
Sang Yuan's eyes trembled, moving from the pool of ashes to You Wuming.
A fire ignited in Yu Wuming's eyes. Blue veins emerge from the forehead. He clenched his fists, his lips were grinning, and his body trembled a little.
Didn't he... agree to her
Sang only felt numb for a while.
At this moment, she seemed to be floating in the air, dazed, and looked around slightly blankly, trying to find out if there was a button to go back or back. Everything is so unreal, everything makes her unbelievable.
After a while, she suddenly recovered and realized that everything was irreversible.
At this moment, You Wuming is like a fire, and her eyes and mind will burn her if she falls on it.
Sang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the cave.
Repeatedly, she was actually a little tired, so that's okay, no longer need to worry about the worst result suddenly coming.
She didn't need to worry about this man anymore.
She walked out blankly, and the appearance of him biting a squid appeared unconsciously in front of her eyes. The appearance of him carving wood. He tilted his head to write a novel by candlelight. He leaned on the car window, his eyes widened, his lips pursed with a small smile.
Tears welled up, she thought, really the most ordinary moments are truly heartbreaking.
'Go to save my brother, and then go back to Sangzhou. '
There was only one thought left in her mind.
Before taking a few steps, his shoulders were suddenly firmly grasped by a pair of big hands.
"Silly fruit, do you really consider me dead?" The man's slightly hoarse voice sounded deep against his ears.
She didn't look back or struggle, just continued to move forward like a puppet.
Footsteps stayed in place.
"I'm okay." He put his hand around her shoulders, and took her into his arms. "Silly Guozi, I'm okay. Did you hear that?"
She didn't speak, and her body trembled slightly. All the strength left her, a little frustrated.
He looked at her, his heart seemed to be severely held by someone's hands.
"Go and save people first, okay?" he said coaxingly.
She whispered: "I was going to save people."
Yun Xuzhou had already recovered, and hurried up: "Let's go first, and later I'm afraid that something will happen to Fengcu... You Wuming, are you really okay? You are too impulsive!"
You Wuming smiled lightly, and said, "Did you forget that I have broken the boundary?"
The wings of light behind him slowly spread out, and the black wings of light were ignited by the fire and turned into a pair of fire wings.
It turns out that he actually sealed the unquenchable fire in his wings.
The orange flame burned blazingly behind him. He caught Sang Yuanyuan reluctantly, bowed, looked at her eyes and explained to her: "When I first came in, didn't I have tried this blood? I have Only do this with confidence. Stupid fruit, now my life is no longer mine alone, I will not take risks easily."
The wings of flames vibrated behind him, and he looked like the legendary god of vengeance that fell from the sky with anger.
Sang Yuanyuan sighed slightly and said, "I'll save people."
You Wuming was a little guilty. He didn't grab them and flew out directly.
The appearance on the ground is extremely handsome.
I saw that where he landed, there was flames surging up on the ground, but he did not straighten up to expel the invaders like Yun Xuzhou described, but honestly merged into the fire wings behind You Wuming. Among.
The ground seemed to be ignited by You Wuming, and the flames blazed along the circles of fire, flowing, gathering towards You Wuming, as if surrendering to the monarch.
He stood in the flames on the ground, turned around, smiled and said, "Come on."
The chin was slightly raised, a little proud and a little pleased. The dark eyes were shining brightly, as if to say-see me is great.
Sang Yuanyuan suddenly realized that men are like this. They are born hunters who love offense and adventure. Although it can hate people to the itch, it is undeniable that this is also a very attractive trait.
The three people left the flame defense circle and easily sneaked outside the four-story wooden building. The mountain fire tribe is used to relying on the flames of the unquenchable fire for defense, and there is no need to keep someone on guard at night.
The clansmen who made trouble in the bridal chamber have long since dispersed. A bright candlelight shines from a large red room. Through the window lattice, one can vaguely see a person tied to the bed, while the other person has raised the whip high in his hand...
You Wuming raised his eyebrows with interest: "Tsk."
Yun Xuzhou took a long breath of cold air, ignoring any strategy, and immediately swept up, kicked down the wooden door, and jumped into the bridal chamber.
A man slowly turned his head.
The hi robe on his body has been torn in half, his chest is open, and his hair is loose, as if he had just wrestled with a beast. He raised his whip and was about to swipe the other person.
And the one tied to the bed looked worse than him.
The one who was bound, his mouth was held tightly by a red cloth, his clothes were tattered and twisted, and his limbs were tied to the four bedposts. He stared, struggling, and whimpering.
Yun Xuzhou was stunned for a long time, without knowing which one to beat.
The faces of these two men were covered with scarlet dye, and they knew how fierce the fight was just by looking at them.
Yun Xuzhou's eyes fell on their chests, look at this, look at that.
They are all men, like fake replacements.
Both men were panting badly.
He raised the whip and looked at the three of Sang Yuanyuan blankly for a while, then suddenly threw the whip and covered his forehead.
"Feng, phoenix, phoenix young?" Yun Xuzhou's voice squeezed out from nowhere.
Sang Bujinsheng had no love, and put his face out of his palm: "Who wants you to save, can't I solve it by myself, you still bring the younger sisters... Yun Xuzhou, you, you, you are very good!"
Yun Xuzhou was shocked and replied innocently: "How can I just watch you being harmed?"
With that said, her eyes fell on the two men with disheveled clothes again, and she carefully looked at the mountain fire chief who was tied to the couch with many welts on her body. The corners of her mouth couldn't help being fierce. After smoking a few times, he added: "Then, it's not right to let you harm others like this."
Sang Bujin got up bitterly.
The hapless patriarch on the bed kept whining.
Sang Bujin gasped and sighed: "I once heard them say that when people of the fire family drink the so-called sacred fire blessing blood, the fire spirit accumulation in the body will be temporarily suppressed, and the cultivation level will not be displayed, and there is still The effect of urging... the emotional effect was so bad that I couldn't shout loudly, so I planned how to deal with him."
He squinted at the patriarch who was tied up and screamed, spreading his hands, "This kind of trivial matter can be solved at will. How can you save it?"
Had it not been for his turbulent hair like a bird's nest and his clothes rotten as if he had been ravaged all night, the three of Sang Yuanyuan would really believe in his evil.
Upon closer inspection, he found that the patriarch of Shanhuo still oozes blood in his hair, and a candlestick stained with blood was thrown on the edge of the bed.
Sang Bujin must have fooled the patriarch to the north, and then suddenly attacked from behind. The patriarch of Shanhuo thought that Sang Bujin was a woman, so he thought about it, so he said.
Yun Xuzhou was stunned for a while, obviously he couldn't recover for a while.
Sang Bujin had the experience of being hit by his sister once. After the initial embarrassment, he quickly confessed his fate. It seems, seems, probably, there is no difference between being seen by his sister in women's clothing and being discovered by Yun Xuzhou of a male body... right
Thinking about this, he simply jumped off the bed neatly, took out a slightly normal set of clothes from the wooden cabinet, put it on the outside, and tilted his head: "Go!"
After two steps, he didn't know what he thought of. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. He turned around and picked up the candlestick, hitting it under the patriarch of the mountain fire, and pounding it down like a pill for ten consecutive times. A few twenty times.
The patriarch of Shanhuo was completely dizzy.
"Let’s cut off your sons and grandchildren!" Sang Bujin snorted.
Four people walked out of the mountain fire village.
Under the moonlight, the red cottage is like a fire in the forest.
Fire wings lit up behind You Wuming. He bowed slowly, his slender fingers slowly stroking the traces of dark fire on the ground.
When he was about to drop his fingers, he didn't know what he thought of, and curled up his fingers very slowly.
"Forget it." He straightened his body, with a sly smile floating on the corners of his lips, "Anyway, the fire is gone, just leave you to cry slowly."
It seems that he originally wanted to extinguish the stockade with an inextinguishable fire, but for some reason he finally changed his mind and let them go.
Sang looked at this red cottage from a distance. The ground is full of dark flames, and torches are inserted in the wooden houses of every household, which looks very flammable everywhere.
If You Wuming really went on fire, I am afraid that there will be no survivors.
Sang Yuanyuan didn't think You Wuming would consider whether there were innocents among these people.
What made him change his mind
He grabbed her by the shoulder and walked out for a while, then suddenly squinted and smiled, and said, "There is a little baby with a round head, who looks very much like you. He must be as stupid as you grow up."
It turned out that she made him feel relieved.
Walking out of the mountain road for more than ten miles, Sang Bujin was panting more and more severely. Suddenly, his body tilted and he suddenly leaned on a tree trunk and stopped moving.
He hit hard with this one, and the whole old tree branch and leaves trembled.
"Little girl, medicine. That big mouth flower, give me a try to detoxify." Sang Bujin gasped.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
The big face flower is too much, what the hell is the big mouth flower
Everyone is a little absent tonight. So Sang Yuan hasn’t reacted until now. Sang Bujin seems to have said that the blood and fire cultivator will restrain his cultivation and aphrodisiac...
She hurriedly summoned the Sunflower, spinning the flower disc, and spraying the green dew on Sang Bujin.
Unexpectedly, when the spirit cloud was sprayed on, it was as if a raging fire met dry wood. Sang Bujin trembled suddenly, his eyes rounded, and the area where the red dye was not applied to his face quickly turned scarlet. A pair of ears was so red that it was dripping blood.
He scratched a large piece of bark with his backhand, and said with great difficulty: "You, you, go away! I will deal with it by myself..."
You Wuming: "Tsk."
After a while, Yun Xuzhou said in a daze: "Just now, I saw a cave over there. I'll help you, don't leave anything behind, the root cause of the disease."
Sang Bujin wanted to struggle, but Yun Xuzhou easily grabbed his arm, put it on her shoulder, and forced him to walk towards the cave.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
You Wuming: "..."
Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou quickly disappeared from sight.
Sang stared at the direction the two were leaving, and wondered, did Yun Xuzhou realize that Sang Bujin was a man? This performance is too calm.
The place was full of trees, and Sang was stunned for a moment when he heard Yun Xuzhou's voice.
"The moment I saw you married someone else, I thought about it. In this life, I won't be able to let you marry someone else. If you don't agree to me, I will catch you back and lock you up. In fact, I am already to you. That’s what you want, so if you are a man or a woman, what's the difference?"
Sang Bujin coughed and gasped a few times.
"Hey, I don't care if you are a man or a woman, do you hear that?" Yun Xuzhou was extremely domineering.
Sang Bujin: "... I heard it. But I care."
"Um?!"
"So," Sang Bujin's voice suddenly went dumb, and roared, "Give me below!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "?!!!"
She closed her mind anxiously, not daring to listen to the movement there anymore.
You Wuming has peeped at her for a long time.
Seeing that she finally recovered, he bowed his waist, tilted his head, and put that handsome face in front of her.
"Little mulberry, silly fruit, fruit, son!"
She turned her body to the other side.
Then I suddenly realized that it was like the hypocritical heroine and boyfriend exasperated before, so he turned back and looked at him blankly.
"Your name is a dog?" she said grimly.
You Wuming almost laughed.
Immediately, he remembered that he should make her laugh at this moment, not she made him laugh, so he strained his face very hard.
"Don't be angry," he said, "I'm so sure."
She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Half it is."
The expression in his eyes was clear and clear: "More than that."
"You Wuming, I'm tired." She said, "I finally picked up my head from your hands. I haven't settled for a few days. Are you going to worry about your head again? Today is just a fire, tomorrow What? When you really meet Jiang Yanji, will you think about half a point for yourself? Will you think about half a point for me?"
He opened his mouth and said dryly: "I will not put you in a dangerous situation."
She lowered her head.
You Wuming paced back and forth a few steps.
"Forget it," she smiled bitterly, and looked up at him, "whatever you want, go desperately, and die together. I hope that at the moment of death, my weight in your heart can be worth your hatred. …"
"No!" You Wuming grabbed her shoulders violently, her beautiful eyebrows frowned tightly.
"Xiao Sangguo, you were wrong. I did this not because of hatred." He frowned and said reluctantly, "You know, at the beginning, Ming Ming always had a wish to solve the problem. Demon, he thought for a long time, but he didn't think of a way to cut the grass and root."
Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled and looked at him in surprise.
You Wuming said awkwardly: "Don't think about it. I don't want to fulfill his last wish or anything, I just look at those disgusting things that are not pleasing to the eye."
Sang Yuan said blankly, "Well, I understand."
She really understands.
You Wuming nodded scribbledly: "It's good to understand. In short, I think about it. I can let the Underworld Demon bring it to the bottom of the Underworld, and then spread and spread each other. There are no more than fire, poison, and disease."
Sang Yuanyuan sanity returned to the cage: "Yes. Underworld demons probably won't get sick, and poison, it's difficult to spread to a large area through themselves... Fire is indeed a good way."
Her heart thumped up, looking at him, her eyes slowly moistened.
Therefore, the You Wuming in the book is not only for hatred, but also for the creation of those underworld demons that burn immortal flames. His real purpose is actually to put the fire under Mingyuan. It's just that this awkward guy is absolutely unwilling to face his inner thoughts of "justice"... What a qualified villain!
Therefore, his resolute and resolute eyes were not for the hatred of Jiang Yanji, but for the hope of extinction of the underworld after taking the fire of immortality!
She plunged into his arms.
You Wuming was caught off guard and was knocked down by her.
"Little, little Sang..."
He opened his eyes and looked down at her in horror.
She gagged his mouth.
She was so proactive that he was a little overwhelmed.
She seemed to want to eat him, not letting go of his breath, and looted almost greedily. He soon felt that he was dry, his mouth was dry, and his throat was a little angry. An itch went straight into my heart, and my palm seemed to be scratched by a fluffy grass ball.
He subconsciously tilted his head back slightly, but was immediately caught by the hair on the back of his head by her soft hands.
You Wuming: "..." Terrible.
He felt that the blood and strength of his whole body seemed to be gathered in one place.
He felt like he was about to explode.
He opened his eyes and glanced around with a strong sense of purpose.
Here, it is a bit bad.
Just when he was on the verge of losing control, she finally let go of him, put her forehead on his chin, panted, and said seriously: "Take me. Together, we will rule the world and solve the underworld. Suffer, and then, let's go outside Mingyuan to take a look!"
After speaking, she raised her face, her black and white eyes seemed to be full of sweet spring water in the night.
You Wuming felt that he would die in drunk.
"Little Sangguo..." His voice was hoarse and moved.
"I will take you." He said solemnly, "I will take you everywhere."
He held her hand tightly, bowed his head and kissed again.