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

Sang grabbed the lifeless arm from afar.

Her fingertips shivered uncontrollably, because of anxiety, there was a little water in the corners of her eyes.

"What are you going to do?" she whispered quickly.

He rolled his eyes slowly and glanced at her.

Sang Yuan's heart suddenly felt very bad. At this moment, the lifelessness made her feel strange. No, in fact, it is not strange, every time he imprisoned himself in the flames of destruction, this is what he looks like at the moment.

She has a clear intuition-he is going to bring this indestructible fire and burn all the things that make him resent into ashes!

In the book, those ghosts that were raised in the palace of heaven and earth by Youmei are carrying a flame that is difficult to extinguish. The pain makes them more crazy. After being released to the ground by Youmei, they instantly captured. In the capital, there is blood everywhere, fire everywhere...

No wonder, when Jiang Yanji was about to be killed, You Wuming, the arsonist, was'accidentally' ignited by the fire he set, causing a loss of merit. In fact, he was able to sustain the extremely difficult and fierce battle at that time. He could no longer suppress the flames in his body.

"You're lifeless, don't." Her scalp numb.

Unexpectedly, after she rewrote the plot, she accidentally caused You Wuming to encounter this unending fire earlier than in the book!

"Little Sanguo, I'm fine." You Wuming's voice was hoarse. "You, don't worry."

She clung to his clothes.

She shook her head at him.

"Don't we have successfully separated Huangfu Jun and Jiang Yanji?" She pressed her heart anxiously, slowed down her voice, and persuaded softly, "You're lifeless, we don't have to be so anxious, destroy them little by little, in fact use It's not too long, okay? Don't die together, I really want to see what you look like, will you become a handsome little old man."

She smiled extremely reluctantly. At this moment, she even forgot that she was an actor.

He stared at her, his black eyes flashing slightly.

She held him tighter.

"We will definitely win. Believe me, our ending will not be a tragedy. Also, don't you really want to touch me?" She stood on tiptoe and leaned to his ear, "Don't burn yourself. , How do you still touch me? I promise you, you can do it when you want me, OK?"

Her voice trembled faintly.

He turned his eyes black and stared at her weirdly.

After a moment, puffed out a laugh.

"Okay." He said.

She was relieved and happy.

The glorious light of joy that suddenly burst into the eyes made Youyou stunned.

He looked away and smiled: "Little Mulberry, remember your own words."

She couldn't care so much in her anxiety. After a while, she couldn't help blushing, loosened his sleeves, and covered her face and turned away.

Between these two breaths, suddenly heard Yun Xuzhou screamed in a low voice.

Sang Yuan's heart was heavy.

She turned around suddenly, and saw You Wuming cut his own wrist and the flame girl's wrists, sticking the bleeding wound together.

With the orange blood of the fire flowing towards the lifeless, I just missed the first glance. The girl was like a completely melted wax, and he was softly paralyzed on the "candlestick". In the blink of an eye, all the girl's body became The gray dust.

At a glance at the electric light flint, Sang saw the girl's deformed face with a relaxed smile.

Her lips fluttered gently.

'It's so good... it's finally over... mother-in-law... I'm here...'

The orange flame has flowed into the lifeless body.

Sang Yuan's vision trembled, and moved from the pool of ashes to the lifeless.

Fire broke out in the lifeless eyes. There are blue tendons floating in the forehead. He clenched his fists tightly, with a grin on his lips, his body trembling slightly.

Didn't he... promise her?

Sang felt only a moment of numbness.

At this moment, she seemed to be floating in the air, stunned, looking around a little bit blankly, looking for any buttons to go back or come back. Everything is so untrue, everything makes her incredible.

In a few moments, she suddenly recovered, realizing that everything was irreparable.

At this moment, Yumie looks like a fire. Her eyes and mind will burn her.

Sang froze for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the cave.

Repeatedly, she was actually a little tired, so that's fine, no need to worry about the worst result coming suddenly in the future.

She no longer needs to worry about this man.

She walked out blankly, and in front of her unconsciously floated his appearance of biting a squid. He carved wood. He leaned his head to write a novel under candlelight. He leaned against the window, his eyes cleared, and his lips chuckled.

Tears came out, she thought, that the most ordinary moments were really heart-warming.

'Go to save my brother, then go back to Sangzhou. '

There was only such a thought in her heart.

Without walking a few steps, the shoulder was suddenly caught by a pair of big hands.

"Silly Fruit, are you really when I am dead." The man's slightly hoarse voice rang loudly against his ear.

She didn't look back and struggled, but continued to move forward like a puppet.

Footsteps were in place.

"I'm okay." His wrists crossed her shoulders and took her all in her arms. "Silly Fruit, I'm fine, have you heard?"

She didn't speak, and her body trembled gently. All the energy left her, and she was a bit discouraged.

He looked at her, and his heart seemed to be gripped by his hands.

"Go to save people first, okay?" he coaxed generally.

She whispered: "I was going to save people."

Yun Xuzhou has recovered, and hastened to catch up: "Let's go first, and then I'm afraid I'll be afraid of Fengchu's accident... You're lifeless, are you really okay? You're too impulsive!"

You Wuming smiled softly and said, "Did you forget that I had broken through?"

The light wings behind him slowly spread out, and the dark black light wings were ignited by the fire and became a pair of fire wings.

It turned out that he had sealed the indestructible fire in his wings.

The orange flame burned behind him. He grabbed Sang Yuan with some helplessness, bowed, looked at her and explained to her: "When I first came in, didn't I already try this blood? Did I? I will do it with certainty. Silly fruit, now my life is no longer my own, I will not take risks easily."

The wings of flames shook behind him, and he looked like the legendary **** of revenge that had fallen from the sky with anger.

Sang far sighed softly and said, "Save the people again."

You Wuming was a little guilty. He didn't catch them and flew out directly, but swept forward alone, stepping on the dense dark line of fire on the ground.

The appearance of the floor is very handsome.

I saw the place where he landed, and there was a flame surging on the ground, but instead of straightening up ten feet to expel the invaders, as Yun Xuzhou described, he honestly merged into the fire wings behind the lifeless Among.

The ground seemed to be ignited by Youmei, and the flame burned along the circle of fire, and flowed, gathering towards Youmei, as if surrendering to the monarch.

He stood in the fire, turned around and smiled, "Come."

The chin lifted slightly, a little proud, a little pleased. The dark eyes shone brightly, as if to say-see me amazing.

Sang realized from afar that men are like this. They are born hunters and love to attack and take risks. Although it can hate people's itching, it is undeniable that this is also a very attractive feature.

The three people left the flame defense circle and easily dived out of the four-story wooden building-the wildfires were used to relying on the flames of the indestructible fire to defend, and they did not need to leave people at night.

The people in the noisy cave room had long since dispersed, and a bright red candle light was revealed in a fiery red house. Through the window frame, one could be seen vaguely tied to the bed, and the whip was raised in the hands of the other...

You Wumei raised her eyebrows with interest: "Huh."

Yun Xuzhou took a long breath of cold air, ignoring any strategy, immediately swept up, kicked his feet down the wooden door, and jumped into the cave.

A man slowly turned back.

The robe on his body had been torn to pieces, his chest was straight, and his hair was scattered, as if he had just fought with the beast. He raised his whip and was about to pounce on the other person.

The one tied to the bed looked worse than him.

The bound man, his mouth tightly restrained by a red cloth, his wedding dress tattered and twisted, bound his limbs to the four bedposts respectively. He stared at his eyes, struggling, and whining.

Yun Xuzhou froze for a long time, and didn't know which one to beat.

The faces of the two men were covered with scarlet dye, and at a glance they knew how fierce they were fighting.

Yun Xuzhou's eyes fell on their chests, look at this, look at that.

All are men, such as fake replacement.

Both men were breathless.

With a whip, he looked at Sang Yuan, who was three people, and suddenly threw the whip, covering his forehead.

"Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix chick?" Yun Xuzhou's voice did not know where to squeeze out.

Sang Bujin was so irresistible that he protruded his face from the palm of his hand: "Who wants you to save, can't I solve it myself, and you still bring the little girl with them... Yun Xuzhou, you, you, you well!"

Yun Xuzhou was shocked and innocently replied: "How can I watch you be scourge?"

In this way, her eyes fell on the two men with irregular clothes again, and looked closely at the mountain fire patriarch who was tied to the couch and there were many whip marks on her body. After taking a few strokes, he added: "Then it's wrong to let you harm others like this."

Sang climbed up resentfully.

The unlucky patriarch on the bed whined and kept calling.

Sang Bujin gasped and sighed: "I have heard them say that it is fire people who drink the so-called god-fire blessing blood, the fire spirit in the body will be temporarily suppressed, and there will be no cultivation, and there are still The effect of urging...love, gasping so badly that I couldn't shout loudly, so I planned how to clean him up."

He squinted at the patriarch, who was **** and screaming, spreading his hands, "This kind of trivial matter can be resolved at will. How can you save it?"

If it weren't for him to wear a bird's nest-like messy hair, and his clothes were rotten as if they had been torn up all night, Sang Yuan and the three people really believed his evil.

After a closer look, it was found that the hair of the Shanhuo clan was still bleeding, and a candlestick with blood stains was thrown on the edge of the bed.

Sang Bujin must have fooled the patriarch to find North, and then suddenly attacked from behind. The chief of the mountain fire thought that Sang Bu was not a woman.

Yun Xuzhou was stunned for a moment, and apparently he couldn't get back to him in a while.

Sang Bujin had an experience of being smashed by her sister. After the initial embarrassment, she quickly accepted her fate. Seeing the women's clothes by her sister, and discovering the male body by Yun Xuzhou, it seemed, as if, probably, there was no difference... Right?

Thinking about it, he simply jumped off the bed, took out a set of slightly normal clothes from the wooden cabinet, put it on the outside, and turned his head: "Go!"

Out of two steps, he didn't know what he thought of, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, turned back to pick up the candlestick, and under the head of the hillfire patriarch, threw down fiercely, like pounding medicine, pounding for ten consecutive times Twenty times.

The mountain fire patriarch was completely dizzy.

"Broken son!" Sang Bu took a close sip, "Bumping into my hand, you're out of luck."

Four people walked out of the Shanhuozhai.

Under the moonlight, the red cottage looks like a fire in the forest.

Fire wings flared behind You Wuming. He bowed slowly, his long fingers slowly stroking towards the dark traces of fire on the ground.

Suddenly he was about to drop his finger, and he didn't know what he thought of, curling his fingers very slowly.

"Forget it." He straightened his body with a sly grin on the corners of his lips. "Anyway, the fire is gone, so let you cry slowly."

It seems that he originally wanted to extinguish the village with an indestructible fire, and somehow he changed his mind and let them go.

Sang looked at this fiery cottage from afar. The ground was full of dark fireways, and torches were plugged into every wooden house, and they looked very flammable everywhere.

If you are desperately going on fire, I am afraid you will have to survive.

Sang Yuan did not feel that You Meng would consider whether there was an innocent of these people.

What made him change his mind?

He grabbed her by the shoulder and walked for a while, suddenly squinted and smiled, without a head and a tail: "A little baby with a round head looks like you. It must be as stupid as you grow up."

It turned out that she softened him.

Walking out of the more than ten miles of mountain roads, Sang Bu's breath was getting worse and worse. Suddenly his body crooked, leaning against a tree trunk suddenly, and stopped moving.

This time he hit hard, and the whole old tree branch trembles.

"Little girl, medicine. That big mouth flower, give me a try to detoxify." Sang Bu gasped and said.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Big face flower is already too much, what a ghost is big mouth flower?

Everyone was a little absent tonight, and Isan was far from reacting until now. Sang Bujin seems to have said that the blood and fire cultivator would inhibit cultivation and drink, and arouse...

She quickly summoned the sun flower, spinning the flower tray, and sprinkled the green dew to Mulberry.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yun was sprayed on, as if the fire met dry wood, Sang was trembling, and his eyes were rounded, and the place where the red dye was not applied on his face quickly turned into a pale color. A pair of ears is even more red.

He scratched a large bark of bark in his backhand and spoke extremely hard: "You, you guys, go away! I will take care of myself..."

You Wuming: "Hey."

After a while, Yun Xuzhou said with a stunned voice: "Just before, I saw a cave over there. I'll help you, don't fall anything, the root cause."

Sang didn't want to struggle, but Yun Xuzhou easily grabbed his arm and slung it on her shoulder, forcing him to walk toward the cave.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Youming: "..."

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou soon disappeared into view.

Sang looked at the direction of the two's departure from afar, wondering stunnedly. Has Yun Xuzhou responded that Sang is not a man? This performance is too calm.

It was full of trees here, and Mulberry froze for a moment, and heard the voice of Yun Xuzhou.

"The moment I see you getting married to someone else, I think about it. In this life, I can't make you become married to someone else. If you don't agree with me, I will arrest you and shut you up. In fact, I am already That's what I want, so you're male or female, what's the difference?"

Sang coughed a few times with difficulty.

"Hey, I don't care if you are a man or a woman. Have you heard it?" Yun Xuzhou was extremely domineering.

Sang wasn't close: "...I heard. But I care."

"Ok?!"

"So," Sang's voice approached suddenly, and shouted, "You give me below!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "?????!!!"

She hurriedly closed her mind and dared not listen to the movement there.

You Wuming has peeped at her for a while.

Seeing that she finally recovered, he bowed his waist, leaned his head, and put the handsome face in front of her.

"Little mulberry, silly fruit, fruit, son!"

She turned her body to the other side.

Then suddenly realized that this was like the kind of hypocritical heroine and boyfriend who once acted, so he turned back and looked at him expressionlessly.

"What do you call a dog?" she said angrily.

You Wuming almost smiled.

Immediately, he remembered that he should make her laugh at the moment, not she made him laugh, so he strained his face very hard.

"Don't be angry," he said, "I'm really sure."

She raised her eyelids and looked at him: "Half of it."

His eyes clearly emptied: "Not only."

"Yu Wuming, I'm tired." She said, "I finally picked up my head from your hands. I haven't settled for a few days. Do you have to worry about your head again? Today is just a fire, tomorrow. What? When you really meet Jiang Yanji, will you consider half points for yourself? Will you consider half points for me?"

He opened his mouth and said dryly: "I will not let you fall into danger."

She lowered her head.

You Wuming walked back and forth a few steps.

"Forget it," she smiled bitterly, raising her head to look at him. "Just do it, you want to go desperately, and die together. I hope that at the moment of death, my weight in your heart can be worth your hatred. ..."

"No!" Youyou grabbed her shoulders fiercely, her beautiful eyebrows crouching tightly.

"Xiao Sanguo, you are wrong. I did this, not because of hatred." He frowned and said reluctantly, "Do you know, the surname Ming had always had a wish to solve the problem? Magic, he thought for a long time, and he didn't think of any way to cut the grass."

Sang Yuan was slightly surprised in his heart and looked at him in surprise.

You Wuming said awkwardly: "Don't think about it. I don't want to fulfill what he wants, I just look at those disgusting things."

Sang said in a daze: "Well, I understand."

She really understands.

You Wuming nodded scribbledly: "It's good to understand. In short, I think about it, I can let the Wraith beneath the Wraith, and then infect and spread each other, there are only a few types. Fire, poison, disease."

Sang far wisely returned: "Yes. Wraiths are probably not sick, and poison, it is difficult to spread large areas through themselves... Fire is indeed a good way."

Her heart jumped 'poundingly', looking at him, her eyes slowly getting wet.

Therefore, the fatelessness in the book is not only for hatred, but also created those demons with burning flames. His real purpose is actually to put the fire under the abyss. It's just that this awkward guy is absolutely unwilling to face his inner idea of ​​'justice'... really a qualified villain!

Therefore, his determined and determined look was not for the hatred of Jiang Yanji, but the thought of taking the indestructible fire, and he had the hope of extinction.

She rushed into his arms.

Youyou was caught off guard and fell back.

"Little, little Sang..."

He glared and stared at her in horror.

She blocked his mouth.

Her initiative made him a little difficult to parry.

She seemed to want to eat him, not letting go of his breath, looting almost greedily. He soon felt that he was dry, his mouth was dry, and his throat was burning. An itchy burrowed straight into the heart pit, palms scratched like a plush grass ball, scratched.

He subconsciously tilted his head back slightly, but immediately grabbed the hair in the back of the head with her soft little hands.

You Wuming: "..." is terrible.

He felt that the blood and strength of his whole body seemed to be gathered together.

He felt like he was about to explode.

He opened his eyes, glancing around with a strong purpose.

Here, it is really a bit bad.

Just when he was on the verge of being out of control, she finally let him go, put her forehead against his chin, panting, and said very seriously: "Take me one. Let's take the world together and solve the demon Suffering, and then, go outside and look at Ming Yuan together!"

After she finished speaking, she raised her face, and her black and white eyes were filled with sweet spring water under the night.

You Wuming feels that she will be drunk in it.

"Little Mulberry..." His voice was hoarse and moving.

"I will take you." He said solemnly, "Take you wherever you are."

He grabbed her hand tightly and kissed her head down again.

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