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

This kiss did not last long.

After the kiss, Sang stared at the fire in the distance. Thinking in my heart, such a mess, Linggu they should be able to escape smoothly.

There was a trace of confusion in her numbness.

In any case, the situation is better than Linggu's death, and he was imprisoned by Han Shaoling as a ban.

Behind him, the snake-like cold man pressed his cheek to the side of her neck, sniffing it from time to time, arms around her, and wondering what to think.

For a while, he straightened up lazily, pulled the reins, and swept her to the northwest with her speed.

Sang turned his head far away, looking backwards from Yumei's shoulder. I saw a large number of officers and soldiers carrying the torch out of the rescue. The wilderness turned over the beast, and there was an open fire everywhere. The sound of tragedy drifted far away with the night wind.

Want to come to You Wuming added a lot of strange materials.

It wasn't until the flames disappeared under the horizon that she reluctantly turned her stiff neck and turned her head.

Yu Guang brushed across his face.

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes regained his lazy look, and the slightly raised eyebrow peaks and sinking lips were filled with three words-meaningless.

It seemed that he, like her, had no feeling for the kiss.

Sang was relieved insignificantly.

Her fingers touched the tip of her waist. There are also two jade jade pieces that have to tell the king of Sangzhou about the traitor...

"Can I report peace to my father?" she asked calmly and calmly.

You Wuming's black eyes drooped, and there was an unpredictable smile on the corners of her lips: "Of course, I'll say hello."

Sang knew that this was not agreed.

If the king of Sangzhou knew that the person who took her away was lifeless, he would go crazy on the spot and lead the soldiers to fight in Youzhou, which can still be considered a traitor or a traitor.

"Forget it." She slapped her eyes down.

Just as her sight was about to fall to the bottom of the valley, she suddenly seemed to think of something, her body trembled slightly, and she suddenly looked up at him, her eyes full of anticipation-

"Then... can you please help your father to guard against Han Shaoling's people?"

Xiaojinren testified that her acting must be breaking the watch at the moment.

As long as he is a normal man, he will definitely feel trusted and depended on, and he will be on the same line with her unconsciously...

It's a pity that Youyouming is not normal.

He looked at her weirdly for a while and couldn't help grinning: "Little Sanguo, I really don't mind exposing Sang Sanjiu, but the problem is, do you think that Sang Chengyin's fool will be because of Sang Sanjiu? Sentence, and doubt your own brother and nephew?"

Sang was deflated suddenly: "...No."

Can only find opportunities.

Tomorrow the cloud beast stopped beside a stream.

You Wuming took the stream to clean her face, her movements were gentle, and her lips smiled with concentration.

Then wipe the drops of water with silk cloth, take out a small box of yellow paste, dip it with her fingertips, and apply it on her face.

His fingers were extremely flexible, squeezing on her face like kneading the dough, leaning back from time to time, squinting and looking around, and then continued to pour.

Tossing for a long time, he threw the jade box in his hand, clapped his hands, grabbed her by the shoulders, and pushed her over the stream.

The morning light fell on the stream like fine pieces of gold.

Sang saw an unfamiliar face from afar, his face was plain, and his lower lip broke a small and large mouth.

He grabbed her, stripped her outer clothes three times, five and two, took out a close-knit clothes from her carry-on bag, put it on her body, and then pushed her back over the stream, taking photos left and right.

Her heart was horrified: "Do you want to take me to..."

The lifeless face shook gently with the waves: "It's fun, isn't it."

He wants to take her to the front!

Sang far felt that it was not fun at all, but the protest was invalid.

The two continued on the road.

After dawn, Sang was surprised to find that You Wuming, a beast in the clouds, seemed ordinary, but in fact it was surprisingly fast. When it ran with all its strength, the landscape on both the left and right sides was covered with afterimages.

There was a trace of amazement in her eyes, and Yumei was sharply captured.

He proudly said: "When I picked up the short life, it was bitten without a good piece of meat. They all said it would not survive for three days. Three days, huh, huh."

Sang is far from knowing the name of the Tucao mount, or the magical 'haha' that is Tucao.

He continued: "I said, short-lived must live longer than them. They do not believe."

Sang couldn't help but stretch out his hand and stroked the soft white hair of Fuyunjian Beast, and there was a hint of relief in his heart-it survived tenaciously and ran so fast.

You Wuming's next sentence made her body stiff again.

He smiled lightly: "Then I buried them all under the beast pen, of course I can't live a short life."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She feels like a patient like Yumei, I am afraid that even the best psychologists are helpless.

Fortunately, his own life is not too long.

Moving westward, the air gradually dries, and the wind blowing west is stained with the smell of smoke. The horizon gradually turned black, and Sang knew from afar that he was going to see the iconic buildings of this world.

Black Iron Great Wall.

The end of the field of vision has been occupied by a black line. It is like a weird cutting line that cuts the yellow earth and the blue sky like a scar of the world.

But in fact, it is a steel line of defense that protects the eighteen states of Yunjing from evil spirits.

As the beasts in the clouds approached, the black horizon swelled in front of their eyes.

"The first time I saw the inner Great Wall? What's so good about it?" You Wuming said, "I'll take you to the wall to see the flesh--that's a little more interesting."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She couldn't help but looked at the young patient.

When he didn't speak, his face looked a little cold, like a little blue jade glowing in white. Strange to say, the eyes are extremely dark, the lips are bright red, but inexplicably has a temperament.

Of course, as soon as he makes an expression, or speaks, fairy qi will disappear.

To the east of the inner Great Wall is a large wasteland. The wilderness stretches for three hundred miles. To the east of three hundred miles, there is a final line of defense. Only when the line of defense goes further east will normal cities and residents appear.

At this moment, You Wuming is taking her through the wasteland.

The logistics army transporting supplies resembled food-carrying ants, meandering hundreds of miles, transporting a cart of supplies from the east to the front.

"Look," he said, leaning gently on her ear, "Han Shaoling is useless, and the grain and grass sent to the front will be greedy by 30%."

Across the distance, did he open his eyes?

Sang looked away while sullen. This look is a problem.

In the winding food truck, there is indeed a sense of disagreement with nearly 30%. It must not be seen in the vicinity, but from a distance, they are like two or three acres of leeks hidden in a whole valley, which is very eye-catching.

It should be recharged inferiorly.

"Don't you have corrupt officials in Youzhou?" Sang asked from afar.

You Wuming has some regrets: "It's really been a while. I haven't killed them for a while. When I was traveling, I gave them many opportunities. Everyone is so timid."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The journey of 300 miles was shortened under the short-lived four hoofs. Soon, the duo and the beast arrived at a gate of the inner Great Wall.

When I got close, I felt more shocked.

The heavy black iron seemed to tilt the whole earth to the west. The inner Great Wall is as high as thirty feet, standing under the city, the horrible sense of oppression seems to be able to isolate the sun, the air is cold and heavy, and it **** into the lungs and falls like iron.

The small door under the city gate was opened to welcome the King of Youzhou.

The soldiers under the wall were methodically busy, following the corridors that flank the walls and transporting a large amount of supplies to the wall.

The desperate man is obviously curious about this woman who can ride on the "short-lived" body. Everyone will be stunned subconsciously, and then open his mouth blankly, until he is pushed by the person behind him, he can't recover.

This is a bit different from Sang's far imagination.

She thought that the lifeless man would be as trembling as a mouse and a cat in front of him, but she didn't expect to look very normal.

It seems that it is not as good as Han Shaoling's Ji Wei.

Her surprise surprised him, and he seemed to be in a better mood. He said: "This king loves the people like a son, and won the respect of Youzhou Wanmin."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." She was unable to vomit.

The cloud beast climbed the wall of thirty feet along the black iron ladder under the gate.

As soon as I stepped on the wall, it seemed to change the world.

Sang Yuan couldn't tell clearly whether the piercing howl slammed into his ears first, or whether the strong, odorous smell first captured the sense of smell, or that the dense, gravel-like smoky smoke hurt his eyes.

The atmosphere under the city wall is silent and busy, and above the city wall, there is an uproar.

Countless people are running.

The walls of the Black Iron Great Wall are extremely wide, enough for a hundred heads of clouds to parallel.

There were giant crossbows on the wall, and the cold-faced cultivators put the black iron giant arrows with the thickness of the calf's far legs on the giant crossbow and shot down the city. Depending on the individual's physical fitness, the bowstring and the arrow body will be stained with the colors of spirit, red, yellow, black, white, and blue, and the five colored arrows hit the city wall like a rainstorm.

A round of iron arrows burst out, and a new round of wailing will come underneath.

Youyou jumped off the cloud beast, grabbed Sang Yuan's arm, and took her to the wall.

"Have you never seen Hades?" He pressed her cold neck with a cold hand and pushed her body into the wall stack.

He bowed, his heads together, and squeezed intimately against a giant crossbow.

Sang looked down far.

It was too far apart, and the scene underneath could not be seen clearly. When I saw it, I saw a whole piece of red. Above the red, there were clusters of black arrows.

Under some black arrows, there is still a red color struggling to wriggle.

The flames of war spread to the walls of the city, leaving traces of tar on the black iron walls. There were many charred lumps piled up under the walls of the walls, piled up tall, and there were open flames in some places.

After a wave of arrows rained, two teams were quickly swept under the city gate. One team carried the scorch under the city wall onto the car, and cleaned a small section of the wall roots cleanly. The other team was responsible for recovering the nearby arrows Ya.

Their movements were surprisingly rapid, and Sang was still far from seeing it clearly. They saw the two teams gather and retreat to the gatehouse together. The layers of iron doors closed one after the other, and the trembling tremors spread over the city walls.

You Wuming let go of her with disappointment.

He said: "It's boring. It's useless."

Sang far miraculously comprehended the thoughts of the serpent-sick patient—Underworld didn't take the opportunity to attack the two teams, making him not seen as a good show.

I don't know if Sang Yuan's luck is good or bad. After that wave of arrows, there was no movement under the wall.

The officers and soldiers here are practitioners. They grasped the gap, sat against the wall stack, and began to adjust their interest rates.

The moments of leisure in the war were so precious that even Sang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fang Cai always felt like she was stuffed in an iron jar, as if all her consciousness was tightly bound near the city wall, and she only focused on the ground in front of her eyes.

Suddenly bright at the moment, she looked up and looked at the Great Wall outside ten miles away.

There is the first front to meet the ghost.

A few days ago, a city gate was breached, and the Wraiths poured into the buffer zone between the inner and outer Great Wall. Therefore, Tiandu was so attached to it, and Youyou could help Han Shaoling to remove the devil.

As soon as I turned the name Han Shaoling in my head, I heard the magnetic male voice in my ears.

"Yuzhou King?"

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