After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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There is no suspense in winning this war.

You Wuming didn't come back for a long time, Sang Yuan couldn't hold back, took Yun Xuzhou to the turtle's mouth to escape, and used the Lingyun vine to climb to the top of the big ice turtle.

The northern battalion guards in the crimson armor have been submerged in the white snow—the armor of the Yunzhou Army is all white. Looking down at the whole situation, it feels like fresh red plums that have been run over by the ice and snow, and they are stained. Small puddles of juice on the ground.

It's fresh.

Sang looked around from a distance, but did not find his big moth with black wings.

Kill Wang Zhengqing, how could he disappear without a trace.

"Wang Zhengqing is lucky." Sang Yuan sighed.

The words he said to her on the city wall were really unbearable, Yun Xuzhou only briefly mentioned them. If You Wuming knew what the original words were, then Wang Zhengqing might not be as simple as dying.

To this day, she still can't forget the scene where You Wuming slapped Jiang Jinpeng half of his body, and then put him in a box for the puppet to play with. If Wang Zhengqing was only killed once by him, he would be considered lucky.

"Lucky?" Yun Xuzhou raised his eyebrows, "What kind of luck is it, should you die today?"

Sang Yuan turned his head to look at her like a ghost: "Prince Regent, you can actually make jokes!"

Yun Xuzhou pursed his lips and smiled: "Hmph, you don't know, I used to talk with Feng Chu at night by candle... Hey! I really..."

I remembered that person again.

"Sang Guo, do you know that I often have the illusion that Sang Buqian is my rival in love. He stole the phoenix chick and will never return it to me."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I don't know how to intercede for him?"

"Then there's nothing to say."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a rider in red riding straight in from the city gate.

So chic and willful!

The sharp sword in his hand was flying like a phoenix dancing in the nine heavens. Wherever it passed, Beiyingwei fell down like reaping wheat. When she tilted her head and turned her eyes, there were golden rays of light flickering in the center of her forehead and the corners of her eyes. From a distance, she could tell that the golden phoenix tail had been meticulously tattooed.

From time to time, I saw his long body sweeping up, the big red robe whirling, and the circles of golden patterns on the corners of the clothes gradually unfolded, blooming layer by layer.

"hiss--"

Sang is not close, come to support!

Behind him, a group of Sang troops followed closely, wantonly harvesting the remaining Beiyingwei.

It turned out that after Sang Bujin escorted Gouzi and Ouzi to Jizhou to deal with Huangfuxiong, before returning to Sangzhou, he heard the news of the accident in Yunzhou, so he hurriedly led his bodyguards to rush to help!

"Ah! He is really handsome in women's clothing!" Sang Yuan couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

Yun Xuzhou's expression was a little complicated, his big eyes flickered, and he would sneak a glance at that figure from time to time. How can I say this, did the rival bring his lover to rescue him?

It is said that there is a telepathy between lovers.

Sang was not close to being in the chaos, and there was no news about Yun Xuzhou, but he saw her standing on the ice turtle's head at a glance.

With a pull of the rein, he gallops forward.

"Go down." Yun Xuzhou said, "Sang Shizi came from afar to support, I can't stand so high and watch."

Sang Yuanyuan gave a 'puchi' smile, rolled out the Lingyun vine, and brought her lightly to the ground.

This Yun Xuzhou clearly misses the phoenix girl like fire, and his eyes don't blink.

Sang Bujin was like a flash of red lightning, and suddenly he came to the front.

Sang Yuanyuan and Yun Xuzhou looked up, and they both froze in place.

I saw Nasang raised his chin in a high-spirited manner, "Why, haven't you seen a handsome man?"

"Cough! Cough!" Sang Yuan choked hard.

It turned out that although he was wearing a scarlet gold silk gown today and the corners of his eyes were painted with gold powder, he was not wearing women's clothing, but...

Gorgeous, noble, sexy and beautiful men's clothing!

Sang is not close, and finally found a correct way out for himself!

Put on passionate men's clothes, and painted men's coquettish golden dragon makeup!

He's got it!

"Yun Xuzhou!" Sang Bujin squinted his long eyes and raised his jaw, "To help you today, I want you to promise me with your body!"

Sang Yuanyuan pushed Yun Xuzhou forward, then backed away lightly, to a place where it was no longer shining.

The snow under the feet has been soaked with blood, and there are broken armor, broken weapons and corpses that no one cares about.

She summoned a man-eating flower, and as soon as she rode a hundred feet away, she saw a black shadow with wings descending from the sky.

He was full of hostility, and before he arrived, a bloody breath rushed down.

Sang Yuan would not dislike the taste.

In such troubled times, which hero does not have blood on his hands?

She threw her arms up at him.

With a 'bang', I embraced him.

You Wuming, who had a sullen face, suddenly lost his temper: "Little Sanguo, is that why you miss me?"

"Hmm. Think."

He thought for a moment, still a little uncomfortable.

His body temperature is very high at the moment, and his breathing is hot.

He fell into her ear, his voice hoarse, with a bit of ruthlessness: "When I think of what you have heard, I can't help but want to bite off your ear."

When Wang Zhengqing was dying, he was insane, and all of them were recruited.

As he said this, he made a gesture of tilting his head to bite, and his breath 'huh' covered her ear pinna.

Sang Yuanyuan shuddered Lingling, pushed him away hastily, and covered his ears with his hands.

"You Wuming, are you not sick?"

I saw him curl the corner of his lower lip, his eyes narrowed handsomely but badly: "I'm sick."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She almost forgot that her man was delicate and purebred.

"Then did you kill Wang Zhengqing badly?" She tentatively stretched out a small hand to stop his beautifully shaped thin lips.

"It's a beautiful kill." He bared his white teeth, "Want to see it?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Sure enough, the brain circuit is different, but it is different. What does it mean to kill well?

Large-scale body carving?

"I miss you!" She pursed her lips, showing off her unique skills, "You Wuming, you have been away for so long, I miss you so much!"

His body froze visibly.

She took the opportunity to pounce on him, put her arms around the back of his neck, and kissed her fragrant and soft lips.

Probably because of smelling blood for too long, his breath is hot, and the unique floral scent is tainted with the smell of blood. It is clear that she rushed to tease him first, but his warm breath and strength made her feel uncomfortable for a long time. shudder.

The battle soon came to an end.

There were 50,000 Beiying Guards in Tiandu, but only a few hundred people escaped piecemeal in the end.

Big win!

It's time to get rid of Emperor Yun's old background.

The four of Yun Xuzhou returned to the ruins of the ancestral temple.

The snow bodhi tree used to stretch its branches quietly, like a strong old man, protecting its offspring. At this moment, the roots have already turned to the sky, and they are overturned on the edge of the ruins.

"Does it look like him?" Yun Xuzhou pointed to the broken root.

It turned out that the roots that were planted deep in the ground had long been decayed and moldy.

Sangyuan sighed silently, took You Wuming's arm tightly, and drew strength from him.

After going through such a crisis, she found that she seemed to have suddenly turned into a little woman, and she wanted to rely on him, empty her head, and hang herself entirely on him.

Don't mention how proud he looks.

I can't wait to pull a banner above my head-look at how much little Sanguo loves me!

The ancestral temple was completely in ruins.

At that time, the ice turtle came directly from the top of the ground, and the passage had long since disappeared.

A team of personal guards scrambled through the ruins for a long time, and finally dug out an unusually empty underground space. There was a huge anvil at each of the four corners, wrapped in broken black iron chains—this is the place where the quiet place was just now. After Wuming controlled the ice turtle, he burned it with black flames.

There used to be a secret door on the wall, but now all the walls have collapsed, leaving only one door standing alone.

Behind the door is another passage leading to the unknown underground.

Snow and frozen soil have poured in.

The head of the personal guard trotted in front of Yun Xuzhou, stood still and cupped his hands: "Prince Regent, do you want to dig?"

Yun Xuzhou looked at Sang Yuanyuan.

"I'm afraid it's dangerous down there, let me come." Sang Yuanyuan summoned the piranha, and dug it down.

This piranha looks very unhappy - God knows how a fat red man with no facial features but five thick and large petals expresses the meaning of 'unhappy'!

In short, let it eat dirt, it is very, very unhappy.

Soon, the front was suddenly empty, and the loose snow and frozen soil were eaten up.

"Walk."

Sang Yuanyuan was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Sang Bujin.

"With the elder brother here, how can the younger sister take the lead?" He looked bold and cheerful.

Sang Yuan snickered and glanced at Yun Xuzhou, and saw that her slightly round fair face had faintly blushed, and her eyes were shining slightly.

Sang Buqian patted Yun Xuzhou's arm casually: "Follow me to the front! Don't be afraid, I can protect you!"

Sang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Really, all male animals are like proud flower peacocks in front of their favorite females.

Youwuming didn't make any sarcasm, but put on a contemptuous look, and slowly walked into the passageway.

The passage is not too long, and it ends within a few steps. Underneath is a secret room, made of black iron. In the middle of the secret room stands a half-person-high black iron tripod upside down. His mouth fell on the ground, not knowing what was hidden inside.

Sang Bujin's face was full of vigilance: "Beware of poison!"

Sangyuan summoned a small face flower, and poked the thin Lingyun vine in from the gap between the mouth of the tripod and the ground below.

I looked around and found that there was nothing in the cauldron, just an ordinary black iron cauldron that was upside down on the ground.

"There's nothing in it." She shook her head in disappointment.

I thought to myself: When this place was not destroyed, it was guarded by that giant tortoise on top of this black iron secret room. There should be a secret hidden here, right? This secret room looks really ordinary, and it doesn't look like it needs to be guarded. Could it be that the secrets inside have been taken away?

Yun Xuzhou questioned her one step ahead: "Being caught first?!"

This place is so ordinary that there are no secrets at all.

Sang couldn't walk up to it, and wanted to pick up the black iron cauldron to have a look - in the whole secret room, the only thing that could be called a 'thing' was really the only one.

As the cold wind blew, You Wuming's figure flickered and resisted him.

"Don't move." He

With a mysterious look on his face, he raised a hand to his lips, "Shh..."

Breathing can be heard in the secret room.

After a while, the other three looked at each other, puzzled.

You Wuhe put his palms behind his ears, listened for a moment, and said: "The sound of resonance."

Sang Yuanyuan, Sang Bujin, Yun Xuzhou: "?"

You Wuming listened for a long time, and finally exhausted his patience, his beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and a clear anger floated in his black eyes.

He really doesn't have a good temper.

A pair of eyes stared gloomyly at the inverted black iron tripod in the middle of the secret room.

After a while, he took two steps irritably, stood still, his eyes stared even tighter, his pupils flickered wildly, and there were veins popping out of his forehead.

His eyes gradually became bloodshot.

Sang knew from afar that this was excessive mental exhaustion—this man was really different from ordinary people, maybe as he said, he was a genius. If he wants to know the answer, he will think crazily until he is overdrawn. It has to be said that this is also an extraordinary ability.

When she was still taking exams at school, no matter how much she wanted to 'rack her brain', her brain just pretended to be dead for her, and she didn't want to move at all.

Look at people again.

You Wuming's eyes turned red, and gradually blood and tears trickled out from the deep corners of his eyes.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou had never seen such a scene before, so they were quite shocked, thinking that he was paralyzed, and wanted to step forward to help.

Sang Yuan hurriedly stopped the two, and shook his head quietly.

She held up a small face flower with her fingertips, scattered the spirit into an imperceptible mist, tried the temperature, and adjusted it for a while, until she was sure that no one would notice it, and then gently eased the mist Slowly spray towards You Wuming.

He still stared at the tripod in front of him, with no distractions.

San is far from bothering him with his gaze. She knew that seeing the blood and tears pouring out of his eye sockets, she would definitely feel worried and distressed, and there would inevitably be a strange look in her eyes, distracting him.

The road they embarked on cannot retreat, cannot turn back, and does not allow weakness. Every step must go all out.

The time of suffering is always very long.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, I heard You Wuming's contemptuous and disdainful 'tsk'.

Sang Yuan's eyes flashed suddenly, she threw her face at him, rushed forward, and decisively wiped away the blood and tears with her sleeve.

You Wuming looked at her strangely.

He grabbed her sleeve and pulled it under his eyelids to have a look.

"Little Sanguo," he said, "Such a little blood scares you like this?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I'm so scared."

"Pfft!" He embraced her happily, turned his head to see that Yun Xuzhou and Sang were not close, and asked, "Who will catch a mouse for me?"

"Let's go together!" Sang Bujin smiled heartily, "Old Yun, do you still remember that time in Zhaozhou, when I took you to steal Zhao Heng's bamboo rat?"

Yun Xuzhou burst into tears: "Remember, you can eat."

The two went hand in hand.

You Wuming supported Sang Yuanyuan's shoulders, pushed her down a bit, and motioned her to look at the tripod.

"Did you find anything?"

She shook her head resignedly.

You Wuming smiled tolerantly: "It's fine if you don't find out. If you can find out, do I need to think about it for so long?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "... If you have something to say, hurry up!"

Did he think that others couldn't see that he was deliberately dismissing Sang Buqian and Yun Xuzhou?

"This is that thing." You Wuming smiled mysteriously.

Sang Yuan was confused: "What?"

"Root of all evil."

She froze for a moment, then jumped up. Halfway through the jump, he covered his mouth and landed, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the ground under his feet.

"That... thing?!"

"Yes." You Wuming said lightly.

Sang stared at the tripod from a distance in horror, and after a while, looked at him even more blankly: "I still don't understand. How could it be that thing?"

Sangyuan asked questions that normal human beings would be puzzled by.

What is the relationship between the big guy underground that is too big to see the whole picture, with a diameter of more than 1,500 miles and spanning three states, and this small black iron tripod half as tall as a person in front of him?

You Wuming smiled smugly: "It's right if you don't understand."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...Then tell me quickly!"

Such a grown-up man, he's still playing tricks, he's naive or not.

You Wuming took two steps and said: "I was just calculating. I recalled the trends of the patterns I saw underground, the traces engraved on the glacier, and its radians and details, and then compared it with the one in front of me. right."

He stretched out his finger and poked the black iron cauldron.

"I found that if there is such an upside-down tripod underground, then the location where we found the triangular gap should be here—"

Sang looked along his finger from a distance, and found a small hole that was so thin that it was almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

"You mean, this small hole is the big triangular gap we saw underground, as big as a palace door?" she asked.

Under the ground, it was impossible to determine the shape of the huge black iron monster. If You Wuming deduced a location based on the details, and then the black iron tripod in front of him happened to have a gap in the same location, then it would hardly be a coincidence.

Sang Yuan took a deep breath, his mind was wide open.

: "You mean, we thought we were underground, but in fact, we turned into very small people, just crawling around on this tripod?"

Well, now her mind has completely turned into a mess.

You Wuming stared at her in horror: "Little Sanguo, what are you thinking about!"

Sang Yuan was unable to complain: "Isn't that what you told me?"

You Wuming was overwhelmed by her galloping brains, sighed, and stopped being tricky: "No, what I mean is that the thing underground is also an upside-down tripod, the shape, material, and texture are the same as those in front of you. This one is generally the same. It’s just that the underground one is countless times bigger than the one in front of you.”

Sang Yuan wanted to roll his eyes—it was a simple matter that could be explained in one sentence, but he insisted on making a fuss and refused to explain it all at once, so he blamed her for being too brainy?

The desire to survive made her not express any strangeness, but sincerely admired: "You Wuming, you are too powerful! Go on! I am so curious."

You Wuming raised his eyebrows: "Then, based on the three legs of this tripod, I pushed back to the guy in the ground. Guess what, I found that one of the legs of the guy in the ground is pointing right here!"

Sangyuan took a deep breath, not knowing what to do.

Knowing that she must not understand, You Wuming smiled calmly and continued: "The other foot is facing Tiandu."

Sang Yuanyuan squinted his eyes, and worked hard to turn his muddy brain: "You mean, there is such a tripod in the headquarters of the Temple of Heaven?"

"Yes, it should be hidden under the altar. Look at the shape, isn't it very similar?"

Sang Yuanyuan recalled for a moment, and found that the 'altar' where Jiang Yi and Yun Zhizhuo performed their spells underground was indeed about the same size as the black iron tripod.

"So I still don't understand the relationship between them!" She said, "Can you explain it in a simple way?"

You Wuming was stunned for a moment, and his black eyes turned to her very slowly: "Deep, shallow? It's ok."

The tone is frivolous and meaningful.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...You Wuming!"

He laughed happily, put his arms around her shoulders, and said: "Remember what I said at the beginning? Resonance. Little Sanguo, I don't know if you have heard a story. When the bell in the temple on the mountain rings, the iron wood fish at the bottom of the mountain It will also ring. This is resonance."

He stuck behind her, put his palms behind her ears, leaned over and whispered: "Listen, listen carefully..."

Sang Yuan slowly opened his eyes wide.

After he mentioned it, she quickly captured that extremely strange feeling.

If you insist on using words to describe it, it's like standing in the middle of extremely strong electric waves. Although you can't hear any regular sounds, you can clearly feel that a vibration is happening.

She said in disbelief: "So, they made a black iron tripod with the same proportion as the underground giant tripod, and put it in a suitable position, it can resonate with the underground thing? The question is, how did they know about the underground thing? Like this?"

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly had a feeling that if a technological talent like Yundi hadn't gone astray, he might be able to make the Internet by him.

You Wuming laughed sullenly.

His palm was still behind her ear, this smile, the deep voice was transmitted through air and physical transmission at the same time, converging, and drilled into the bottom of her heart.

There was a burst of numbness, her ears turned red in an instant, and she turned around to escape from his confinement.

He didn't care about the prey escaping from his palm, and said lazily: "It's just a guess, if you want to prove it, you have to try it."

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes were slightly fluttering, and he said, "Are you trying to catch mice?"

He just looked at her and smiled.

"Little Sanguo," the voice was hoarse, "come here. Don't wait for me to catch you."

His eyes were burning, as if he had caught her and wanted to do something ulterior in such a secret room.

There were footsteps coming from the passage.

Sang Yuanyuan seemed to be pardoned: "Brother is back!"

"Tsk." You Wuming felt infinitely regretful.

Sang Bujin pinched a mouse's tail with two fingers, and the fat rat kept struggling and writhing in his hands, screaming loudly.

Yun Xuzhou walked beside him with his hands behind his back, looking in a good mood.

Seeing the two of them coming back, You Wuming concentrated for a moment, stretched out a hand, and hung leisurely between the three legs of the black iron tripod.

Black flames emanated from the palm, covering the entire black iron cauldron, and sucked it up with all its strength.

Veins popped out on the back of his hand in an instant.

He didn't look relaxed, the corners of his beautiful lips were slightly drawn down, his eyebrows were fixed, and he was extremely focused.

Soon, a strange, terrifying vibration came from nowhere, as if two planets passed by and resonated briefly.

You Wuming hooked his lips, put away the black flame, grabbed the tripod's legs, and lifted it violently.

I saw a small group of cloud-like colorful lights under the tripod, which looked dazzling and harmless. It was suspended in the middle of the abdomen of the black iron tripod, slowly floating up and down.

Sang far understood.

This is to use resonance to absorb the colorful power in the giant underground cauldron.

The phenomenon of resonance may seem mysterious, but it can often be encountered in life. Tuning forks and musical instrument resonance are very common phenomena, and even more amazing, there are bioelectric resonances—such as brain waves.

There are two typical examples of brain wave resonance, one is that yawning can be 'contagious', and the other is that two people always have the same

Unconsciously humming the same song from time to time.

Therefore, although the resonance of the seven-color power is mysterious, it is not unusual.

She also understood why You Wuming only told her the principle - this is a treasure of endless energy, but using this energy will cause extremely terrible consequences, just like those things that the Temple of Heaven is doing.

There is no need to test others with such temptations.

You Wuming tilted his head towards Sang Bujin: "Throw it in."

Sang Bujin did as he was told, and threw the writhing fat mouse at the ball of colorful light.

Hearing a scream, the fat mouse turned into a transparent ice mouse in an instant, then rapidly expanded in size, becoming the size of a calf in a blink of an eye, and then exploded into a pile with a 'bang' Crushed ice.

You Wuming quickly protected Sang Yuan with his sharp eyes and hands.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou were caught off guard, their heads and faces covered with large and small icicles.

"Well, the dose is too high." You Wuming blinked his eyes, his face full of innocence, "But the idea is right, the old guy is using the power of seven colors to secretly feed snakes, insects, rats, ants and turtles here."

Raised a big turtle!

"For the rest of the questions, it's time to go to the Temple of Heaven to ask someone for advice." You Wuming's lips curled up into a determined smile.

With a shake of the black flame in his hand, the black iron cauldron was torn apart and shattered into a pile of unrecognizable residues.

The secrets under the ancestral temple disappeared.

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