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

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Sang Yuan knew that it was not his ultimate secret that Old Yundi used the power of seven colors to feed these snakes, insects, rats and ants.

You Wuming said so, just to dismiss others.

"He can control these animals, which means that he has successfully got the colorful power into his body." Sang Yuan said, "This person should not be underestimated."

"Small things." You Wuming was still careless.

He took her on the road first.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang are not close enough and their strength is not enough, and going to the sky secretly will only become a drag, so the two stayed in Yunzhou for two more days. That route, counterattack Tiandu.

"If you don't seek rebellion, I'm really sorry for Jiang Yanji's expectations." Yun Xuzhou said.

Most of Yundu has been turned into ruins. After several hours of cleaning up, there are not many whole bodies on the battlefield, only some stumps are occasionally exposed in some ruins that are easy to be ignored.

The big tortoise that had been kept underground for hundreds of years by Emperor Yun had exhausted himself and died in battle. The small hill-like corpse was transported outside the city, and bold children climbed onto the tortoise shell, chasing and playing, happy Very—and only at an age that does not know sorrow can get rid of the shadow of war so quickly.

Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming rode the Yunjian Beast and left Yundu through Ximen.

"I want to live a short life." She patted the big head of the beast in the cloud.

It suddenly braked suddenly, stopped, and turned to look at her suspiciously.

"Oh?" A strange dog's face.

Sang Yuan was startled and said, "Is this guy also human?"

Cloud Beast waited for a while, saw that she didn't have any orders, and immediately gave her a slight contemptuous look, then turned back, and continued on the road.

Sang Yuanyuan once again understood the meaning of the beast in the cloud - don't make trouble if you have nothing to do, I am busy.

You Wuming laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"The beast in the cloud already has the wisdom of a seven or eight-year-old child."

Sang Yuanyuan was amazed: "However, those cloud beasts that I usually come into contact with seem to be unable to understand human language."

You Wuming lowered his voice: "That's because they think human beings are stupid and ignore them."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Very well, very well, being despised by furry strong.

The cloud beast sent them out of the ice field. When they arrived at the city at the border with Tiandu, it took the two of them directly to the carriage and horse shop, lowered its body, and motioned for the two to get off it, and bought another cloud beast as a mount.

"It's Yun Xuzhou's cavalry." You Wuming said, "Send us out of the Great Ice Field, and we're going back to return."

The cloud beast raised its furry head, and gave You Wuming a look of "you are smarter".

Sang was greatly shocked by thunder.

Really, it is true that there are gods above the head. No matter when and where, you still have to be cautious in what you say and do, otherwise, who knows, you will be heard by some weird things?

Maybe they will encounter their merciless ridicule?

Sang Yuan, who had put on a new mount, no longer dared to talk nonsense.

It is very strange to suddenly know that there are ears beside me.

The two soon arrived at the border of Yunzhou. After a simple disguise, they left Yunzhou and stepped into the boundary of Tiandu.

The atmosphere in Tiandu is quite different.

The entire state is under martial law, supplies are constantly being transported to the north, and troops being transferred to the north can be seen everywhere.

The imperial capital has strictly prohibited irrelevant people from entering to prevent enemy spies.

After the assassination of Huangfu Jun last time, Jiang Yanji cleared up all the dark lines in Youzhou lurking in the imperial capital, so this time, the two entered the city through Sang's close relationship.

The square-faced man who came to meet him was the left commander of the Imperial Guard, named Jin Wu, and the false identity Yun Fengchu who was not close to Sang was a close friend.

The last time You Wuming assassinated Huangfudu in the imperial capital, he was seriously injured. Sang Bujin ran into trouble when he took him out of the city. Fortunately, with the help of Jinwu, he slipped out of the imperial capital smoothly.

Now that there is a war with Yunzhou today, Jin Wu still dares to let the "Yunfengchu" people into the city, which can be regarded as true love.

"You don't want to find out any military information from me," the left commander of Jinwu said with a serious expression, "don't even try to get the news to Yunzhou! If I find out that you have bribed that greedy and lustful rightist If Tao Qisheng, the deputy commander, will definitely be executed!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his whip and drove away with the beast in the cloud.

Sang Yuan blinked in puzzlement: "If I understand correctly, he suggested that we should bribe that Tao Qisheng to be an internal response to Yunzhou?"

"Yeah." You Wuming looked at Jin Wu's leaving back, with a faint smile on his lips.

"It's a pity, we really don't have time right now." Sang Yuan spread his hands.

You Wuming muttered: "The main thing is that I don't have any money."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Because the review of people entering the city is extremely strict, the interior of the imperial capital is relatively lax. You Wuming and Sang Yuan walked openly on the street, and no one stepped forward to question them.

are very busy.

Yesterday, Huangfuxiong suddenly swung his army southward. It just so happened that the Beiyingwei was transferred away from the northern line. Without the main force to hold the formation, the 200,000 lions in Dongzhou were easily crushed, piercing the core of Tiandu. To the last pass north of the imperial capital - Fengling City

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Once Fengling City is broken, the imperial capital will surely be overthrown.

Now, apart from the Xiying Guards who are stationed in the west to guard against the lifeless, the East and South Battalions have all been mobilized to intercept Huangfuxiong in Fengling City. Three hundred thousand forbidden troops have come to support them one after another. They are the strongest and most mysterious The Royal Guards don't know what's going on.

On Huangfuxiong's side, the follow-up troops also pressed down on Fengling City one after another. The 600,000 troops have already attacked the city twice in a semi-tentative manner. The next time, a full-scale war will really break out.

Jiang Yanji naturally didn't want to fight, but it's a pity that Huangfuxiong refused to contact her from the beginning to the end, all the envoys he sent were beheaded, and the other party insisted on going his own way, so he must fight.

Jiang Yanji has already sensed that something is wrong, but she has deep thoughts and has not made any obvious actions at present.

Earlier, Huangfuxiong pretended to attack You Wuming, and Youzhou had coordinated an army of 100,000 people to station at the border of Youzhou and Jizhou. At this moment, when he turned his face, he was facing the west of Tiandu. camp guard.

As long as this Youzhou army doesn't move, the Xiying guards will be dragged to death on the border. No matter what happens in the sky, they dare not turn back to support. In this way, Huangfuxiong didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back by Xiyingwei.

In the west, Hanzhou has no lord and is too busy to take care of itself. It must be impossible to come to quell the rebellion and rescue him. Without the restraint of the fierce tiger Han Shaoling behind him, You Wuming can come out at any time without any worries.

To the southwest, Sang Chengyin, the peace-loving king of Sangzhou, is still watching from a distance, and he is hanging on his shoulders. A few days ago, he took the golden shells, bought a whole hundred thousand sets of Xuanjia from Qinzhou, and gave them to Youzhou as the dowry for Sang Yuanyuan's marriage. Now, the whereabouts of the 100,000 Xuanjia Youjun is unknown, and it has become a knife hanging on Jiang Yanji's head.

With this knife, it is impossible for her Royal Guards to move too far.

"Jiang Yanji's combat power has been cut so much, how can Huang Fuxiong be able to fight in a tie." Sang Yuanyuan said.

The Four Battalion Guards, East, West, North, South, and Imperial Guards are the absolute main forces under Jiang Yanji's command.

Now the Beiying Guards are completely annihilated, and the Xiying Guards are confronting You Wuming. The strongest Imperial Guards have to defend against You Wuming's Xuanjia Army. What Huangfuxiong had to deal with was only Dongyingwei and Nanyingwei, a total of 100,000 main troops, plus 500,000 imperial guards.

In two days' time, the elite masters of Yunzhou will come to the city. At that time, the Jiang family will not dare to hold back any more, and it is not an exaggeration to say that fighting this battle has cost them everything.

Jiang Yanji, the situation is over.

In the past, with Dongzhou as a strong backer, Jiang Yanji had only You Wuming to guard against. She could easily cut his strength at will and drive him to a dead end step by step.

This time, Jiang Yanji dared to go to Yunzhou, because Huangfuxiong was stationed in Jizhou, which gave her the illusion that she would have nothing to worry about.

Who knew that Huang Fuxiong was here to mess with her.

This time, he was really hit by the enemy, he was in a hurry, and he was overwhelmed.

What a miserable word.

"It seems that it's not our turn to worry about it for the time being. Let's take the Temple of Heaven first." Sang Yuan thought for a moment, and said, "A siege battle with a scale of hundreds of thousands will not be finished in a short while."

With a puppet by Huangfuxiong's side, you don't have to worry about assassination at all - when it comes to assassination in the shadows, puppet can be called the king of kings, the super god among super gods.

Relying on Lingyao's early stage strength, it was able to go to the imperial palace and stab Jiang Yanji. Although it took advantage of its small size, the assassination has always been so unreasonable and disregarding fairness.

You Wuming leisurely took her to the ancient well.

"It is said that there is a dragon down here, and no one dares to approach this well." He smiled cunningly, "I made it up."

Sang knew far away that You Wuming was going to take her to see his secret—the underground palace that kept ghosts under the Heavenly Capital. In the original plot, he lit them with inextinguishable fire and put them into Tiandu.

"It was a dark move, but it's useless now." He looked a little regretful and sad, "It's been a long time."

While speaking, he had already jumped into the well with her arms in his arms.

Follow the secret door, enter the mouth of the abyss, and come to the underground palace.

This underground palace was built on the basis of the mouth of the abyss extending in all directions underground, leading several abyss passages to converge into a huge sunken pit. The ghost demons fell into the huge pit and couldn't get out. They fought each other underneath, like raising Gu. The remaining ghost demons were only fat and strong, and they were very ferocious.

"I don't need them anymore." You Wuming watched silently for a while, as if saying goodbye to some dark memory, "Eat it."

Sang threw the piranha far away.

These demons are terrible, they eat countless of the same kind, and the spirits carried by those devoured demons run into their bodies, each of them looks very fat, and the seemingly terrifying body exudes wealth of light.

Gnawing on it, there will still be a little resistance, and occasionally the thick petals of the piranha can be slightly raised to form a small bulge. Ming Mo chewed like brown sugar.

Countless hard particles are like gold dust that has been panned out, falling into the petals with a ding.

"My son has worked so hard to protect Huangfuxiong this time, when he comes back, I must prepare a lot of sparkles for him." Sang Yuan said.

You Wuming rolled his eyes calmly.

Anyway, I never dare to disobey myself. He thought secretly. It's all his at that time, well, that's right.

These spirit-rich ghosts will take a little bit of effort to chew on. About an hour later, more than three hundred piranhas finally cleaned up the underground palace, and they cruised around with their tails flicking, insatiable. look.

"And then? Go to the Temple of Heaven? The secret place of the Temple of Heaven is definitely not where the Temple of Heaven is located on the surface. I wonder if the deputy commander who can be bought with money will know any clues?" she asked.

You Wuming smiled mysteriously: "No need to look for it."

"Huh?"

She was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized.

You Wuming's sophisticated computer and body navigator have already calculated the location of the black iron tripod in Tiandu. Where is the tripod, the secret headquarters of the Temple of Heaven must be built there. Do you need to ask someone?

"Where is it?" she asked.

"Underground of the Imperial Palace."

Sang Yuan suddenly had a headache: "At this moment, the imperial palace must be full of masters, and the security is extremely strict. No one can bring the two of us in."

You Wuming smiled triumphantly, grabbed her little hand with a backhand: "Is there anything in this world that I can't do?"

He embraced her, spread his wings, and fell lightly to the bottom of the underground palace.

"Here, I dug a secret passage leading to the imperial garden. Little Sanguo, if it wasn't for saving you that time, I would have walked away along the secret passage, and Jiang Shisan still wanted to shoot me? Both For you, little Sanguo!" He pursed his lips proudly.

Sang Yuanyuan pretended to forget that his cultivation base was not much higher than Jiang Shisan at that time: "Yeah! Jiang Shisan alone, he is not worthy!"

You Wuming couldn't tell whether it was a sincere compliment or a perfunctory compliment.

This daughter-in-law is getting more and more difficult to deal with every day.

You Wuming quickly opened a bronze hidden door.

A dark passage appeared in front of him, like a passage leading to a tomb, with a cold musty smell.

You Wuming shook the black knife with his backhand, and black flames were stirred up from the tip of the knife, burning the moist air with a slight 'squeak' sound.

After a while, he took her in and walked in for a while. He sniffed slowly, and then extinguished the flame on the tip of the knife.

The passage became pitch black, and the hair around the ear was slightly cool, as if there was a thin wind flowing.

Sang Yuan was slightly startled, she felt that there was something wrong with You Wuming's mood.

He suddenly spoke. In a dark tunnel, his voice was a little soft and floating.

"Little Sanguo," he said, "I killed all the people who dug the road for me in the end. This kind of thing is absolutely confidential, and there is no room for loss."

Sang Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly.

His voice was still calm: "I took a piece of bone from everyone and buried it all under my bedroom—if you want to turn into a ghost and seek revenge on me, yes, I welcome it."

Sang Yuan only felt a slight chill in his heart and back.

She thought of his deep blue hall. While he was in a coma and recovering from his wounds, the hall was full of ghosts.

He waited silently for a moment, feeling a little flustered, but he had to say something.

He loves her and must open everything about himself to her.

In this place, he killed many people. Innocent people who have no grievances against him.

He has no other choice. Breeding underworld demons under the imperial palace is a major event that must not be leaked. With so many people, it is impossible to keep a secret.

After finishing the work, he stood in the middle of the underground palace and let them besiege him together.

In the end, he killed them all with his bare hands.

After a while, her voice finally came out softly: "You gave them a chance to kill you, didn't you?"

You Wuming was stunned for a moment: "...Well, how do you know. I am here, killing them all with my own hands."

She didn't answer, and the sound of footsteps sounded steadily in the passage.

"Little Sanguo, don't hate me." You Wuming said anxiously, "It's not bloodthirsty. This is different from fighting. I killed them with my own hands, but..."

Under the cover of darkness, this man showed a little helplessness for the first time.

He wondered if she could understand.

He remembered that when he saw those craftsmen in Qinzhou Dungeon, her eyes flashed with anger.

He was afraid that she would be angry. However, things have been done.

There has never been the word "escape" in his life. Since he has come here and the voice of the undead is echoing in his ears, then he has to pretend that nothing happened and silently lead her through this blood paved road. way, he can't do it.

"I know," her voice sounded softly, "you just want them to die clearly, you just want to face what you have done, blood, sin, every bit, and carry them on your back body, never forget.”

In the darkness, You Wuming didn't speak any more.

Only the footsteps of two people echoed unhurriedly.

She didn't know what his expression was at the moment.

After walking a long distance, You Wuming stopped.

He took a slow breath.

"Here we are," his voice was light and weak, "Little Sanguo, it's already dawn outside!"

For the first time, this man felt his hands trembling uncontrollably. He clasped his hands together, cursing himself inwardly for being worthless.

After a while, her voice sounded softly: "Well, I like you as much today as yesterday."

The good and the bad will be shared by two people from now on. If there is any settlement in the future, she will bear it with him.

"Hmm." You Wuming responded indifferently, and unconsciously grabbed his hands hard, pinching his own bones so painfully.

He secretly shook his hand

, with a backhand knife, cutting out several crooked passages on the passage wall.

After walking for a while, the tip of the knife suddenly lightened and pierced into the air.

"found it."

Three strokes, five cuts, two strokes pulled out a hole, and suddenly a candle light came in.

The two looked around and found that this was an outer hall.

The temple built underground, with intricate carvings engraved on the walls, and a few tall bronze tripods holding crane beak lamps, have a mysterious and dark feeling.

found it!

Sang Yuanyuan: "It's so easy to find!"

It went unbelievably smoothly.

You Wuming spread his hands: "It's all about following the vine. If you show a little flaw in front of me, it will be a dead end."

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a while and found that what he said was the truth.

In fact, this can't be called 'smooth' at all, but You Wuming is too perverted. It is absolutely impossible to change someone.

If there is no You Wuming, the trip to the ancestral temple in Yunzhou will come to an abrupt end at the step of discovering the blood gu.

You Wuming found the blood gu too easily, so he speculated that Emperor Yun was hiding a deeper secret, and then discovered the black iron cauldron in the secret room.

As for the secret of the black iron cauldron, apart from You Wuming, I am afraid that no other person can crack the key.

It is precisely because of the deciphering of the 'resonance' secret that You Wuming can use the location of the underground giant tripod to deduce the exact location of the small resonance tripod in Tiandu, thus locking the most secret place in the Temple of Heaven.

Sure enough, follow the vine.

It's just that this 'vine' is simply a quantum cloud to others.

"You Wuming, you are really amazing." Sang Yuan sighed.

You Wuming remained expressionless: "Little Sanguo, don't keep repeating the obvious facts."

Having said that, the wings on the back betrayed him resolutely, they popped out with a 'huh', and slapped it twice in a very coquettish way.

You Wuming: "..." I will kill my wings!

To the north, there is a black iron hidden door.

You Wuming pointed to the door and said, "It's right there. Little Sanguo, don't think that I made a mistake and went to the wrong place."

He justified himself very seriously: "I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back, so I deliberately twisted it a little bit. I just didn't want to accidentally destroy the clues."

"Yes yes yes!" Sang Yuan nodded perfunctorily.

The two walked to the black iron secret door, You Wuming squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, instead of drawing his sword, he took out Yun Zhizhuo's identity token.

He embedded the token into the hollow of the plum blossom on the black iron gate.

After two breaths, the black iron gate slowly splits to the left and right in the shape of a gossip.

Sang looked up from a distance, and saw a beam of sunlight shining from nowhere, right on the altar in the middle of the dark hall.

Here, it is the underground secret hall where Jiang Yi and Yun Zhizhuo perform spells.

Sang Yuan was in a trance for a moment.

This is the source of her soul transmigrating into another world.

For such a mysterious and inconceivable incident, she and You Wuming found the perpetrator step by step.

Recalling the past, it was like a dream.

Under the altar, countless people in black cloaks and bronze masks turned and stared at the two intruders. Most of them were still sitting softly under the altar, looking as if they had just performed some kind of surgery here, and were too tired to stand up for a while.

The eyes that looked towards You Wuming and Sang Yuan were full of astonishment.

You Wuming suddenly smiled.

"Is anyone willing to tell me their own story before they die?"

His tone was erratic and his appearance was careless, but the black flame gradually ignited on the outline, and the black flame burned away the disguise, revealing the face of Rakshasa.

He let go of Sang Yuan, and wandered towards the altar in a leisurely manner.

Several men in black robes jumped out, without saying a word, they attacked You Wuming.

They are all masters above the fifth level of the Lingyao Realm.

The Temple of Heaven really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

These people have dark energy inside, and their moves are unremarkable, but every time they meet You Wuming, there will be black flames stirring, spirits overflowing, and the battle is silent and fierce.

Sang Yuan waved her hand, and the piranha blocked the exit, standing fiercely beside her, preventing others from escaping and sneaking up.

You Wuming's style of play is simply not to die, and to fight recklessly.

Anyway, he knew that Xiao Sanguo secretly hid his face under his clothes.

Soon, the people who attacked Youwuming were burnt to ashes one after another by him.

You Wuming has reached the middle of the crowd.

The rest of the people were as motionless as clay sculptures.

If it weren't for the uneasiness and horror in the many eyes under the mask, Sang Yuan would really think that these self-proclaimed 'holy' guys are all fearless.

She quietly observed these people hiding under the black robes and masks.

Jiang Yi was slightly fat, with a stooped back, and it was easy to recognize that he was not here at the moment.

Neither she nor You Wuming had ever met the old Emperor Yun, but at first glance, the eyes under these masks did not have such a deep and forbearing temperament.

So the two important leaders are not at home? what a shame.

You Wuming quickly walked to the side of the altar that was highlighted.

Like a dandy with little strength, he lazily supported the edge of the altar with his hands, climbed up to the half-person high altar, and sat listlessly.

hook your head, yes

Weakly asked: "The head of the altar is not at home?"

Naturally, no one answered.

"Is the deputy head of the altar not here?"

Still no answer.

He patted the back with his backhand.

Suddenly he sighed with an 'oh' and turned his head to look.

On the altar, there were many broken mirrors neatly put together to form a square mirror two feet long and wide, only a small piece was missing in the middle.

He casually clicked on one of the holy sons of the Temple of Heaven who quietly took out his dagger and prepared to attack Sang Yuanyuan, then turned his head and counted the mirrors on the altar unhurriedly: "One, two, three..."

I saw that the holy son of the Temple of Heaven who was pointed by his finger suddenly screamed hoarsely, his body was twisted and soft like a piece of melted wax, but he never fell down. The screams never stopped.

Until You Wuming finished lighting the broken mirrors on the altar: "One hundred and seven."

The holy son of the Temple of Heaven whom he had pointed out finally fell to the ground with a 'swipe' - when he landed, he had turned into a pile of black dust, leaving only a black cloak and a bronze mask lying flat on the ground.

"The Tianyan mirror was broken into one hundred and eight pieces." You Wuming said with a smile, "It's not easy to find all one hundred and seven. I have the mirror core left, and I'm here to give it back today."

Under the cloak, there was silence.

He jumped off the altar.

"I'm not afraid of death...how can I do this?"

In this world, there is no one who is not afraid of death.

Sang Yuanyuan had noticed that several people were trembling.

One of them trembled and shouted: "Youzhou King, let me live, and I can let them redeem me with money!"

He took off his mask, and it was Qin Yuchi, the younger brother of King Qinzhou.

Before he killed people in Jizhou, he was caught by You Wuming. After You Wuming finished asking and received the gold from Qinzhou, he let him leave with the broken mirror.

Unfortunately, I got him here again today.

It was really doomed.

You Wuming waved: "Come here."

Qin Yuchi leaned forward and forced a forced smile.

You Wuming raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "It's easy to go."

In that instant, the person had turned into black ash, and the smile on his face remained for a moment on the outline of the ashes, and then scattered all over the ground.

You Wuming casually pointed at a few people.

The people he pointed to were slowly burned into a pile of black ash one by one.

"Tsk, I can only burn a stick of incense, and I can scare no one." He muttered dissatisfiedly, "The problem is that my cultivation is only so low, and I can't burn it any slower."

"Little Sanguo!" He raised his voice and shouted, "Whoever I burn, you help me cure. I want to see if I can burn it for half an hour!"

As soon as these words came out, many black-robed saints trembled unconsciously.

You Wuming spread his hands: "Look, Xiao Sangguo, these people are not afraid of death, come on, let's try."

Finally, one of the holy sons couldn't hold back any longer, took off his mask with trembling hands, and said, "What do you want to ask? I'll say it, I'll say anything!"

You Wuming glanced at him indifferently, raised his hand, and burned him to ashes.

Sang Yuan couldn't help feeling heartbroken—after all, one of them was cowarded, and he just burned it like this? !

Soon, she discovered the fact that You Wuming had no intention of extorting a confession at all. He was simply destroying the enemies of the Temple of Heaven.

No matter what these men in black robes did, they would only get a point of his fluffy fingers.

Whether it was begging for mercy, running away, trying to attack him or Sang Yuanyuan, shouting 'kill if you want'... Except for a few people who stood still and minimized their presence, the rest of the people quickly became Clothes all over the floor.

"Is there any need for you to talk about this kind of thing?" You Wuming sneered, "I know much more than you. Today I was really just entrusted by someone to kill someone here— - An old man sincerely begged me to help kill you, and I couldn't bear to refuse. After all, he is the ancestor of the Yun family who lived for hundreds of years, so it is rare to ask for help once."

As soon as this remark came out, a person who had a very low sense of presence and stood among the remaining crowd suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Impossible!"

You Wuming paused, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Caught a big stupid fish."

Emperor Yun's identity must be top secret, and only the core leaders are qualified to know.

You Wuming rushed over and took off the bronze mask on the man's face.

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