Meng Bingxue completely lost control. She held her head and kept screaming, like a miserable female ghost. Her screams made people feel frightened.
Yang Wu was connected with Meng Bingxue and could feel Meng Bingxue's condition, so he immediately stepped forward to hold her in his arms to comfort her.
This is a woman who has been stimulated and hurt. He not only sympathizes with her, but also has a strong hostility towards the man who hurt her. If there is a chance to meet that man in the future, he will definitely avenge Meng Bingxue. .
Meng Bingxue huddled in Yang Wu's arms, her body trembling all the time. She was so helpless and pitiful, and she didn't have the slightest bit of the demeanor of a super strong person in the Tianyu realm.
Yang Wu hugged her tightly, and fragments of her memories appeared in his mind like Meng Bingxue. She was training with the man named "Mingzi", and they were practicing together with a song called "The Sun Sets and the Moon Rises". "Jue", this is an extremely powerful combat skill, which has exceeded the scope of king skills. It may be a heavenly skill, or even higher.
This "The Art of the Falling Sun and the Rising Moon" is a dual-cultivation sword skill that can only be practiced by a man and woman who have the same mind. It was a sword art that Meng Bingxue possessed by chance. She passed it to him, hoping that the two of them could work together. Once the training is successful, and with the fighting power of the two of them, even if they encounter an enemy that is stronger than their realm, they can kill them all in one fell swoop.
Meng Bingxue had no reservations or precautions against that man. Unfortunately, that man was so cruel that he defrauded Meng Bingxue of everything and even wanted to kill her. It had to be said that that man was so scheming and terrible.
Yangwu Shenting Daohua observed this joint training movement again and again, which gave him some vague insights.
Men are the sun, women are the bright moon, the sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets, yin and yang alternate, solitary sun does not last, solitary yin does not arise, the sun and the moon merge into one, the infinite has a beginning...
When the two of them were practicing together, that inexplicable formula appeared in Yang Wu's mind.
"Mingzi, let's practice martial arts together." Meng Bingxue raised her bright eyes and looked at Yang Wu in confusion.
Yang Wu inexplicably thought he was the "Mingzi" and nodded, then took out two swords from the universe space, one for Meng Bingxue and one for himself. The two began to practice according to the formula.
Meng Bingxue is already quite familiar with this sword skill, at least it has reached the stage of mastery. As for Yang Wu, he has just started, and even his hand movements seem unfamiliar, but his soul and body are integrated, and Meng Bingxue is with him, and he actually has the model. It started to dance in a certain way.
"You are the sun, I am the moon, you light up the day, but I bloom in the night..." Meng Bingxue suddenly sang a sad song, but this song was so similar to "The Art of the Setting Sun and the Rising Moon" The fit is exactly the nameless song she composed herself.
The sword in Yang Wu's hand moves more and more naturally, and his body shape alternates with that of Meng Bingxue from time to time. His movements become lighter and lighter. Each sword carries a sense of awe and righteousness, upright, like the sun shining on the earth. He My mood suddenly became brighter. This was the emotion driven by the sword style. It was an indescribable feeling.
Meng Bingxue exuded a sense of coolness, just like the overcast moon in the dark night, emitting a gentle light, assisting the sun to shine on the earth in all directions. The overcast air could not help but have a feeling of loneliness and desolation. She clung to it. He kept turning, and the sword's momentum was rising one after another, taking him flying up. They were like the sun and moon in the alternation, their bodies kept changing, and their sword moves kept intersecting, together. Drawing out the power of the sun and the moon, it shines on the top of the mountain.
I don't know how long it took before they put away their swords and returned to the ground. At this time, their bodies were so close that it was difficult to separate.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
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The next day, Yang Wu and his party set out on their return journey.
They couldn't leave the legion for too long. This was the time limit given by Fen Tianxiong to Yang Wu. Yang Wu didn't want to make it difficult for Fen Tianxiong, so he would go back obediently after finishing the work.
After refining with Meng Bingxue last night, his mental power inexplicably rose to a level, as if it was affected by that memory, or the "Sunset Sun Rising Moon Technique". In short, his temperament has improved. A completely different feeling, as if he changed from a boy to a mature young man overnight, and his eyes became deep and distant.
As for Meng Bingxue, she appeared beside him and was no longer invisible.
This was Yang Wu's intention. He had to let her reintegrate into the world, let her slowly retrieve her memories and replenish her soul. Although this method was a bit stupid, he felt it was much better than her staying in the dark.
Wan Lanxin felt a strong hostility towards this cold woman who suddenly appeared. She approached Yang Wu, stretched her delicate hands between Yang Wu's waist, twisted hard and asked, "Who is she?"
"Sister, don't be like this. Her name is Meng Bingxue. She is a poor woman, but she is also a super powerful woman. Don't provoke her. I will explain her affairs to you slowly." Yang Wu explained to Wan Lanxin in a low voice. Tao.
Before Wan Lanxin could respond, Meng Bingxue had already said coldly to Wan Lanxin: "Let go!"
The cold air on Meng Bingxue's body was released uncontrollably, which made Wan Lanxin feel unbearable. She let go of Yang Wu involuntarily, and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, she let go of Yang Wu. Yang Wu reacted quickly and caught her to avoid the embarrassment of falling.
Yang Wu immediately explained to Meng Bingxue: "Bingxue, don't be impulsive, she is my sister!"
"I'm sorry!" Meng Bingxue said coldly. Her tone did not sound like an apology to others.
However, Yang Wu knew that she sincerely apologized, but her soul was damaged, which made her less able to express her feelings.
"Huh, you guys are so kind!" Wan Lanxin snorted in displeasure, walked back to the horse, beat the horse and left quickly.
"I really don't know how to explain it now." Yang Wu smiled bitterly, summoned the silver-patterned turtle, sat cross-legged on the turtle's back, and let Meng Bingxue sit behind him and they drove together.
Meng Bingxue leaned behind Yang Wu very naturally, and many soldiers of the Death Legion fell to the ground in worship when they saw her.
"As expected of the leader, with so many women vying for favor, I wish I were half as capable as him."
"Don't think about it. The legend of the leader is beyond our understanding. With such a leader, we are convinced from the bottom of our hearts."
"That's right, the regiment leader has already said that when he returns this time, he will get us a batch of good weapons and armor, and also give us pills to double our strength."
"No matter what happens in the future, I have to follow the leader's steps closely, so that I can have something to eat."
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As Yang Wu's prestige grew higher and higher, the people of the Death Legion began to surrender to him, instead of trying to overwhelm them with strength like the Death Rose.
Yang Wu not only possesses the extremely powerful force of Death Rose, but he is also a medicine king with an infinitely bright future. The people of these Death Legions naturally know how to make choices.
They all made up their minds to follow Yang Wu all the way to the dark side. Anyway, they were all abandoned dead soldiers. Maybe there would be a glimmer of light by following Yang Wu.
"It's strange, that woman didn't even look at me." Lu Zhi, who was sitting on the horse, glanced at Meng Bingxue and said to himself.
"Who do you think you are? Everyone wants to look at you. You look like a girl, and you are far behind your elder brother." Shouhou despised Lu Zhidao.
"It's true that I'm not as good as my lord, but I've always been confident in my looks. Both men and women kill each other. That woman is a bit cold." Lu Zhi said truthfully.
"You have a reputation for being self-aware. Let's go on our way. Brother's level is beyond our ability to predict." Thin Monkey responded.
Along the way, they hurriedly and slowly returned to the army in two days.
Yang Wu rushed to see Fen Tianxiong immediately.
Since the war had just ended, Fen Tianxiong did not dare to leave the military camp at this time. Even if it was a reward from the court, he could only go back to collect it after half a year, for fear that the barbarian army would invade again.
Just like this, Yang Wu still met Fen Tianxiong again smoothly.
"Yang Wu is back!" Fen Tianxiong greeted Yang Wu enthusiastically after seeing him.
"I've seen the marshal, and I've brought back many members of the Death Legion." Yang Wu said, cupping his hands to Fen Tianxiong.
"Haha, the members of the Death Army are all your soldiers. You can lead them as you please. I don't have any objections from this Marshal." Fen Tianxiong smiled, paused and asked, "Yang Wu, what's your business?" Shuai has indeed tried his best, so don’t take it to heart. After I return to the royal city, I will personally talk to the saint about your matter, and maybe there will be a turn for the better."
When Marshal Fen Tianxiong said this, the goodwill he released was already very obvious.
Yang Wu thanked him and said: "Thank you Marshal. I'd better forget about my matter so as not to make it difficult for the Marshal. I have a small matter to talk to the Marshal."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"This time when I returned to the prison, there was a slave riot. Many slaves ran away. Warden Wei made the prison full of smoke. When the slaves escaped, he was still drunk and dreaming. , and was even plotted to kill by the jailer around him. When I arrived, he was already helpless. After repeated interrogations, it turned out that Wei Dian had a very violent temperament. He often beat up jailers for no reason, and even took in all the female slaves. Fortunately, deputy warden Zhang Xiong led his men in time to escort all the slaves back, and also controlled the jailer's mutiny. Wei Dian was dead, and the mountain prison could not live without a day. Lord, I will temporarily appoint Zhang Xiong as the warden. This man was once the capable man of the previous warden and has stayed in the mountain prison for many years. He is enough to take up the post of warden. Do you think so, Marshal?" Yang Wu looked at Fen. Tianxiong said calmly.
"Haha, Yang Wu, why do you need to tell me in such detail about this trivial matter? Just let Zhang Xiong be the warden. I will ask the court to make a formal document later." Fen Tianxiong said proudly, and then he coughed lightly. After a while, he said: "Shuai Yang Wu has something to ask you for help. You must agree."