Sang Yuanyuan's heart was punished, making Meng Wu worry in a daze, and his mind lost.
You Wuming activated the Witch Clan Confusion, and instantly grabbed Meng Wuyou's mind.
I saw Meng Wuyou stumbled forward, looking a little confused, and murmured: "I, of course I am the protagonist of the world, I crossed over, and my consciousness is much higher than that of you feudal ancients. I don’t know how much Pure goodness, with good luck, in the future, I will help Han Shaoling and lead all living beings in the cloud realm through the crisis! I have come to change the world, and you who know nothing about me are of course different!"
Sang grabbed You Wuming's hand unconsciously.
You Wuming held her five soft fingers in his palm with his backhand, and gently soothed her with the warm tropical cocooned palm.
With Qin Yuchi's testimony in front of him, Meng Wuyou's words that sounded like a demon at first sounded profound meaning.
If you want to ask Han Shaoling's expression at this moment, it's probably stunned and forced in capitals. All of a sudden, I was too frightened to know what to say.
You Wuming sneered slightly: "Who told you."
The tone is light and fluttering, extremely disdainful.
"God!" Meng Wuyou raised his neck, making a sound.
Suddenly when these two words blurted out, Meng Wu worry seemed to wake up from a dream, and suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth heavily.
Break free of control.
You Wuming remained silent, lowering his eyes to cover up the stars.
There was silence in the room.
Sang Yuanyuan quickly calmed down. She sighed and looked at Han Shaoling, who was full of convulsions: "King Hanzhou, this demented patient shouldn't be allowed to run around. Those of us who know, understand your embarrassment and hardship, but if we say this, If someone with a heart hears it, he will definitely misunderstand King Hanzhou."
Han Shaoling: "...really, I'm crazy! Come here, take Meng Wuyou, a lunatic woman into the barracks, put her in jail, let her out again, and see you all!"
He couldn't take the words of Meng Wuyou.
Excluding those inexplicable'traveling','qiyun', and'pure and perfect goodness', just look at the ones that can be understood at a glance-she is the protagonist of the world, helping Han Shaoling lead all the creatures in the cloud realm through the crisis? If this word reaches the ears of the emperor, what has become of his Han Shaoling? This is not called wolf ambition anymore, this is called whale swallowing the sky!
Meng Wuyou was dragged down.
She also knew that she had said something that shouldn't have been said, and caused a catastrophe. Rarely, she was taken away quietly without yelling.
In the hall, the atmosphere completely solidified.
King Zhangzhou smirked awkwardly, coughed a few times, raised his hand, and pointed to the table: "Three, eat, eat, what are you doing in a daze? Try this roasted lamb, and my Zhangzhou yellow sorghum soju !"
Han Shaoling picked up a small scimitar on the table and slowly cut off a piece of steaming roast lamb, picked it up with silver chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce dish placed aside, and slowly chewed it in his mouth.
Swallowing the tender and fragrant meat on the outside, Han Shaoling lifted up the hot yellow sorghum wine and put it in a porcelain cup. The red mulberry was far away.
"Wang Wang's daughter is very eloquent, and in a few words, my little concubine has become mad. It's amazing."
Han Shaoling is beginning to shirk responsibility.
Pull those present into the water to save others from borrowing this to make an article afterwards.
Sang Yuanyuan smiled modestly: "King Hanzhou is joking. I'm just telling the facts. Why is it so compelling? If I am not oblique, if I am talking about King Hanzhou, your abundance Great deeds, even if you talk about it here for three days and three nights, you will not be confused by what I said."
She lifted up the wine in her hand and drank it.
Spicy and hot. Sure enough, it was the legendary "burning knife".
She choked and flushed her cheeks.
"King Hanzhou," You Wuming said in a low voice, supporting the case with both hands, leaning slightly, "I want to drink, I'll accompany you."
His brows moved slightly, his gaze was provocative, and his attitude was gloomy.
With a wave of his long sleeves, he grabbed the big clay pot that was roasting on the stove next to the desk, picked it up with one hand, and drank it with one hand.
The corners of his lips tucked slightly, and said: "This is a joy. Man, what cup to use."
How could Han Shaoling admit defeat, he immediately took up a head-sized jar and drank it, holding it upside down with his backhand, shaking out a few drops of residual wine.
"King Zhangzhou, here comes the wine!"
Sang looked at the two cockfighting from a distance, rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance, picked up the small scimitar, and cut out slices of crispy meat for You Wuming, asking him to match the wine.
You Wuming put down the wine and could eat the hot meat that was just cut off, and the whole person was about to float. He bends Junyi's eyebrows and tilts his head to pretend to be vicious: "Let down, let you down, who made you move the knife!"
Sang called him far away, "Drink your wine!"
Han Shaoling suddenly appeared miserable.
The two men stared at each other, neither of them would take the other side down. Zhangzhou's shochu was transported one after another, and'dongdongdong' poured into the belly of the two kings.
No matter how high the cultivation base is, he is afraid of burning a knife.
The eyes of the two gradually became misty, and their cheeks rose red.
"Han Shaoling," You Wuming said with a long smile, "I have today, thanks to you-I really appreciate your half-heartedness."
With the beautiful woman in her arms, You Wuming can't hold back her winged heart.
"Really." Han Shaoling gritted his teeth, "You Wuming, it's been a long time to exterminate the evil spirits side by side, after today's banquet, you and I will go out of the city, kill it!"
As he said this, his sharp gaze was as real as a flying knife, attacking You Wuming directly.
"Okay, the game." You Wuming caught the eye knife lightly, and made a critical backhand. "I can kill more than you with a small sangguo."
Little mulberry... Little mulberry...
Han Shaoling lowered his head, folded his fists, and squeezed his forehead. It was supposed to be his, lively and lovely woman, who laughed out a pair of little pears in the mulberry bush, isn't it just a little mulberry? Such a small Sang Guo, he put it in the Huiyun Temple, fell asleep obediently, such a cute little Sang Guo, if he didn't pay attention, he ran into You Wuming's arms like this.
Han Shaoling slowly peeked out a pair of bloodshot eyes from under his fist: "What is the bravery of a man, it is stronger than someone else's soldier!"
He brought it, but the Silver Armored Army.
The silver armor is barely the most inferior spirit armor. On top of the silver armor, there is a gold armor. The gold armor is a normal spiritual armor armor. When attacked, the strength will be transformed into the entire armor by the spiritual armor, and it will not be able to break it in a while. There is a mysterious armor on top of the golden armor, which can not only dissolve attacks, but also rebound.
The eight thousand sets that You Wuming collected from Huangfuxiong last time were Xuan Jia.
You Wuming smiled coldly: "Okay, you send all your people out now, and my seven thousand people will arrive in the evening. I will let you kill for half a day."
"Joke!" Han Shaoling slammed the clay pot on the table, "My 20,000 cavalry, wearing silver armor, needs you! You Wuming, I'm afraid you are not afraid of it, pretending to be a posture, when the time comes But I can’t say that you made me."
"Sneez," You Wuming smiled, "I lose? I can lose. From now on, I will walk with my head."
"Ha!" Han Shaoling laughed, "Okay, if I lose, I will stand upside down to show you! Listen to You Wuming, your man, the underworld killer can kill half of my people, so I lose. !"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." unable to complain.
Are these really two monarchs? Isn't it a primary school student's grudge
You Wuming turned her head, exasperated her face, and whispered mysteriously: "Little Sangguo, look, this fool has been fooled."
Be more proud and more proud.
"Eat, eat, eat yours!" She picked a piece of meat with the tip of a knife and stuffed it into his mouth.
You Wuming happily came over.
Forgot that she was holding a knife in her hand.
In front of her, he would not put up a single bit of defense at all, opened his mouth and bit, and his lower lip was suddenly cut with a long cut.
The blood oozes out immediately, and Sang Yuan is so frightened, he hurriedly wanted to call a big face flower for treatment.
He pressed his hand.
You Wuming raised his finger, wiped the blood stain slowly, and squeezed his mouth.
"Strong blood with shochu, enough energy!"
Unwilling to show weakness, Han Shaoling immediately cut his hand, clenched his fist, dropped a fountain of blood into the jar, and drank it with his head up.
You Wuming smiled staggeringly, her shoulders hanging down, and hitting her little shoulder, laughing: "I said he is stupid! You see if this is a stupid!"
Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai quietly wiped his sweat, and said in his heart, nothing else, fighting wine is better than fighting. Zhangzhou, this small boat, couldn't help the two big Buddhas fluttering a few times.
The roast lamb is getting colder, and the oil is condensed, and the mouth becomes greasy after eating it.
You Wuming threw the jar in his hand and staggered to his feet: "Out of the city!"
A big hand swept around Sang Yuan's shoulder.
"Fruit! Let you see how great I am!"
Han Shaoling hurriedly circumvented the case table and chased him up: "You Wuming, can you do it! The safety of Queen Sang..."
You Wuming lowered his head and smiled darkly: "It's not your turn to worry."
With a squinting glance, he arrogantly raised his head and strode out.
After walking a few steps, Sang could hear the faint'sizzling' fire on his body from a distance, and knew that he had burned all the remaining wine in his body without putting out the fire.
Cunning guy.
Looking at Han Shaoling, who was swaying and blushing, suddenly felt that this'male protagonist' was really honest.
A group of four people stepped out of the hall.
Short-lived has long been impatient. Seeing the owner come out, it raised a front paw, pulled a few times on the wooden door of the animal pen, and dexterously removed the plug, then raised its fat leg and pushed it, and immediately opened the door.
The guard of the animal pen: "..." Isn't this Yunjian beast a spirit? !
The doll secretly stuck out a small part of his face from under the short-lived belly. It seems to have stabilized its emotions, and it has stabilized to the point that only one emotion remains-it wants to kill Han Shaoling.
Sang glanced far away and stopped at his fingertips.
The doll did not know where to find a lot of fine cloth, and wrapped up all ten thin pointed fingers.
It's a weird hobby.
You Wuming held Sang far away, flew up lightly, and landed on Shortlife's back.
Yiqi took the lead and swept towards the Black Iron Great Wall.
Han Shaoling led the cavalry to follow closely, Zhangzhou Wang couldn't let go of the two drunks, and hurriedly chased behind.
"Old Zhang," You Wuming pointed at the city wall arrogantly, "You show me the numbers on it! Today, let you see how Han Shaoling, the king of Hanzhou, can walk with his head upside down!"
Zhang Dai smiled bitterly: "My big brother You, you are going to compete with the 10,000 cavalry in Hanzhou alone?"
"What's wrong with one person," You Wuming smiled presumptuously, "One person, kill him with thousands of troops!"
He raised a finger and tapped his forehead: "Oh no, don't kill him today, kill the underworld demon! Give you old Zhang face."
This guy said happily, and didn't care if Yu Beast walked by Han Shaoling heard it.
Han Shaoling stabilized his mind, stared at You Wuming with a deep gaze for a while, calmly called a confidant, and confessed a few words in a low tone.
"He must have a black hand on you." Sang Yuanyuan said quietly to You Wuming.
The corners of You Wuming's lips were slightly hooked, and there was no trace of drunkenness. Her voice was smiling, and she whispered in her ears: "I'm afraid he won't come."
While talking, a group of people have come to the bottom of the Great Wall.
The black iron gates in the doorway were opened one by one.
Han Shaoling's cavalry rushed out to clear the way first.
You Wuming walked side by side with Han Shaoling, exited the city gate, and swept toward the depths one left and one right.
Han Shaoling's halberd dangled with a white halo of more than ten feet, and the wave of the halberd brought the sound of lightning and thunder! His metallicity has faintly shook the sky and the earth, making him extraordinary.
You Wuming waved his knife casually.
More than ten feet of blue light swayed, dancing, vaguely drunk, wild and unruly, like writing cursive script between heaven and earth like a pen.
Under the strong attack of these two powerhouses, the underworld large swaths fell down, with incomplete bones.
After rushing back and forth, there was no more pressure under the wall.
"Han Shaoling is very strong." Sang Yuanyuan looked at him coldly and said calmly, "But he can make such rapid progress, in fact, thanks to the luck of Meng Wuyou's day family. After today's incident, he probably won't dream again. Worry-free and free to walk outside, there is a big hidden danger less."
"You mean..." You Wuming leaned down and covered her ears, breathing heavily, "Han Shaoling, can't you kill it."
"You want to kill him here?" she asked.
"I will do everything I can to explode, I am 90% sure." You Wuming's voice was cold and calm.
"I'm afraid there will be unknown powers that will be detrimental to you." Sang Yuan said, "I don't believe in such things as the way of heaven and luck, but there is obviously something mysterious about these two people."
"Then try." You Wuming said lightly.
"Okay." Sang Yuan nodded, "It's time to fight this'thing' again. If there is something wrong, remember that safety is the first priority and don't try to be strong."
You Wuming brushed her face,'Bachi' kissed her forehead, and said impatiently, "I know."
Then she turned her face back.
Sang lowered his head far away, and started laughing secretly.
In the past, as long as he was shy, he would wipe her face away like this.
"Kill!" Hanzhou's cavalry shouted to kill the sky.
Han Shaoling and You Wuming are like two blades that destroy gold and jade.
The Great Wall in Zhangzhou is about ten miles away from Mingyuan.
All the way to the clearing and killing, killing or driving the underworld that has accumulated more than ten miles to the underworld, it is like pushing the coastline into the deep sea against the tide.
The sun gradually slanted to the west, and the army smashed to the vicinity of Mingyuan.
Above Mingyuan, endless black mist is always shrouded, like an eternal night. Red lightning snaked through the black clouds and mist, as if it was just to stop the sight of mortals from prying eyes.
"You Wuming, do you think this Mingyuan trapped people is the masterpiece of the'Way of Heaven'?" Sang Yuan said mockingly. As a dear daughter, the eyes and heart of Heaven's Dao must not be much better."
You Wuming lazily raises the knife: "If you don't like it, I will cut through this day for you."
Before he finished his words, he saw that he had condensed a ray of green wood flames that did not extinguish the fire with all his strength, slashing straight towards the abyss thunderclouds ahead.
After a glimpse, the people who saw it were only hallucinations.
The Aoki flames sank into the clouds and disappeared.
Sang Yuanyuan: "Well, it seems that we still need to continue to practice to cut through this day."
You Wuming chuckled softly: "Silly Guozi, what do you think will happen? Will you behead the dragon?"
He whirled around and slashed along the edge of Ming Yuan.
"Where will Han Shaoling do it?" Sang Yuan asked.
For such a long time, everything to be arranged is enough.
"That." He casually picked the tip of the knife and pointed it obliquely behind.
Sang Yuanyuan stared at it, and saw that at the point where the tip of his knife was pointing, the Underworld seemed to have jumped a little higher, looking from a distance, it was like a small, prominent wave on the sea.
"It's too obvious." Sang was far from wondering.
You Wuming smiled and said: "As for people, you have to jump out of square inches to see the whole situation. Han Shaoling can't jump out, and he will never know what the world looks like in the eyes of the person who can jump out."
Sang Yuanyuan's mind was slightly shaken and thoughtful.
As expected, Han Shaoling came over, and the two riders staggered. He raised his halberd and shouted in a clear and clear voice: "King Youzhou, good skill!"
Sang watched attentively and found that his eyes were steady and there was no flicker.
Sure enough, everyone who can be a king is an actor.
"King Youzhou, kill a straight line, faster than anyone else!" Han Shaoling smiled heartily, shouted, and then took the lead and rushed forward.
You Wuming lazily swung the knife and chased after him.
It is getting closer and closer to the area where you have done hands and feet.
Sang Yuanyuan's heart was pounding, and he was paying attention to the movement below-if there is any change, she can also call out the piranha and kill the other side by surprise!
For the first time, he rushed straight ahead, and nothing happened.
"There really is someone hiding underneath." Sang told You Wuming in a low voice, "He controls his breathing and heartbeat very well. He should be a capable person who is very proficient in assassination."
On this piece of land soaked in flesh and blood, some blood vines intermittently climbed. When he got closer, Sang heard the breathing and heartbeat under the pile of Underworld Demon's corpses from afar.
You Wuming Yinyin smiled: "I."
The doll grasped the mane on the short-lived neck, revealing a half evil and beautiful face, with a malicious smile at the corners of his lips.
"All the people below are killed." You Wuming said coldly.
As soon as the doll's small hand loosened, it fell silently into the wave of the underworld.
Sang Yuanyuan looked sympathetically at Han Shaoling, who was in the lead.
His back looks really very energetic. The halberd is shining white, and he swings out a white glow that is very metallic and accompanied by lightning and thunder.
He still didn't know that the elites hidden under the corpse of the Underworld Demon were already neatly laid out in a row, ready to be harvested.
Where the doll disappeared, a roll of fine cloth fell.
Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled—fine cloth? Those muslin cloths just wrapped around the fingers
She bowed her waist and patted her short-lived head: "I'm afraid of hurting you because I have wrapped her hands?"
Short-lived shook his head disdainfully, and looked at the falling muslin contemptuously.
Sang read it strangely far away-I am so easy to get hurt? Make it troublesome!
She couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and suddenly felt that she had made a profit. Buy You Wuming and get a puppet and a dog for free.
"Little Sangguo, what are you laughing at?" You Wuming answered her with a dangerous voice and asked vigilantly, "Why look at Han Shaoling laughing."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." She sat flat and cast her eyes straight out. She would definitely see Han Shaoling in front of her. How to explain this? Color is emptiness
She turned her head to look at him, and said solemnly: "Because I smiled at him, you will be angry. If you are angry, you can explode with stronger power when you do it at him in a while!"
You Wuming: "..." It seems to make sense.
He casually slashed the underworld that came forward and flew out, frowning a pair of handsome eyebrows, and muttered very unhappily, "It seems that Xiao Sangguo still has no confidence in my strength. Cultivation is good. Well, I spent two points on it originally, but from now on, I will add five points more."
Short-lived: "..." Just blow it hard, anyway, I don't understand anything.
…
Han Shaoling killed a circle, and once again led You Wuming to the place of ambush.
He had just secretly observed that You Wuming's strength was not much different from that of Yumenguan World War I, and should be the same as himself, the same as Lingyao Seventh Heaven.
Ambushing under the tide of the underworld corpses is a team that is proficient in assassination skills that he has compiled a few days ago. Although the cultivation base is only in the five heavens of the Spiritual Realm, it has a superb and ghostly assassination technique. Even when he remembered, he couldn't help but feel a tingling scalp.
This team was sent to him by Meng Wuyou. It was originally an assassination organization named "Yinyue Pavilion". A coincidence, Qiao Yinyue, the pavilion owner of "Yinyue Pavilion", saw Meng Wu worry, fell in love with her at first sight, and finally turned her little love into a big love, which made Han Shaoling a success. Worry-free love with Meng, and is willing to invest in Han Shaoling's command and do things for him.
An unexplained smile appeared on the corners of Han Shaoling's lips.
Although he wasn't really sincere about Meng Wuyou, the appearance of Meng Wuyou shaking Qiao Yinyue's arm and calling him'Brother Yue' still made Han Shaoling very upset.
Today, the best thing is to use You Wuming's hand to kill Qiao Yinyue and his people, and then use their hands to severely wound You Wuming.
When both losers are hurt, he will reap the harvest.
Now, just bring You Wuming into the trap...
"King Youzhou, if you underestimate the enemy, it will be very ugly to lose." Han Shaoling waved off the blood stained on the silver halberd and spoke in excitement.
You Wuming smiled coldly, pressed the knife with his backhand, and said: "It's just warming up, come again!"
After that, he turned around and swept towards the place where Han Shaoling set up ambush.
Han Shaoling squinted his eagle eyes and deliberately fell behind by a few feet. Seeing You Wuming stepped into the trap recklessly without any defense, Han Shaoling slowly crushed the jade slip in his palm, and spoke in a low voice—
"Do it!"
After giving the order, Han Shaoling accumulated all the spiritual accumulation and caught up.
Above the Wuming black sword, the green light was even more flaming.
Where the knife light passed, only a wave of blood and rain chips was seen.
The underworld was twisted into fragments by the unparalleled impact, and poured in all directions.
Seeing it, he stepped into the area where Han Shaoling had set up ambush. At this moment, there was no breathing and heartbeat below.
"Are you sure he will do it this time?" Sang Yuan asked.
"Yes." You Wuming pressed his eyebrows and a smirk on the corner of his lips.
"Why?"
"Because at the moment I kill to rise up."
Although Sang Yuanyuan didn't quite understand what kind of brain circuit this was, since he was so determined, then she no longer had the slightest doubt.
You Wuming knocked Short Life's head with his arm holding the rein.
"Short-lived, your leg is broken." He said leisurely.
Sang Yuanyuan: "?"
At the next moment, I saw that the short life raised his furry head very very exaggeratedly, and let out a stern wailing towards the sky—
"Ouuuuuu!"
Immediately, "struggling", he jumped up a little, and then a "horse stumbled", fell heavily to the ground and rolled.
It stepped on the blood and flesh of the Underworld Demon to kill it for so long, and its fur had long been stained with blood. At this moment, it was crooked on the ground, twitching its two hind legs, and it looked like it was seriously injured and was about to die.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." My dog is amazing.
You Wuming embraced her with one hand, rolled aside, and placed himself under her.
He waved his knife and slashed and killed all the underworld demons rushing up from all sides, and the light of the cyan Spirit Yun dropped from more than ten meters to nine meters.
As the blood rained down, Sang watched from far away the short-lived calmly pulling with all fours, then pulling again, hiding the chubby fat body under the pile of corpses.
Then, I saw a raised line crawling and quickly leaving the danger zone.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." This is not a perfection, this is a super god.