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

More and more blue light spots gathered around Youmei.

Even if Sang was far from confusion, he could clearly feel the powerful and lush wood spirit.

He turned out to be a strong wood character.

This is beyond Sang Yuan's expectations. She originally thought that the lifeless is fire, or gold.

I didn't expect it to be wood, just like her.

It's more effective to practice beside the strong man of the same attribute.

He drew too much spiritual Yun, and formed a small spiritual Yun storm beside him, and leaked some of it to her a little, which was enough for her to practice hard for ten and a half months.

She will not miss this opportunity.

She pressed down the question marks in her mind and forced herself to calm down.

She is more attractive to Mu Lingyun than Youmei.

These blue elves soon betrayed, and the vortex of the mellow spiritual gradient gradually became irregular, fleeing from the lifeless, and lingeringly arched towards the mulberry far away.

She was a little flattered and a little hairy.

He was hesitating and worried, and suddenly felt the wind blowing next to his ear, and the murky voice laughed, and said in her ear: "All to you, okay?"

Sang far opened his eyes with a stir.

I saw his body surrounded by bright green mans, he smiled at her, his arms stretched her in his arms.

The rich scent of plants and trees hit his arms, and he raised his hand and pressed her eyelids: "Don't be distracted."

Sang calmed his heart far away.

Like bathing, she was immediately immersed in the blue sea of ​​light.

The front, back, left, and right are all turbulent, and they surround her tightly, scrambling to drill into her pores and temper her body.

Ling Yun frenzy, like a lifeless.

The infinite benefits to her can easily destroy her.

He seemed to think this kind of behavior of feeding cubs is novel and interesting. He laughed from time to time to gather more spiritual energy for her.

There are cheap ones that don't account for the king.

Sang was so far away that he sucked a lot.

She could clearly feel that her bones, organs, flesh and skin were all covered with a light green awn. They are weak, but vigorous, like the buds that sprout at first.

At first, they were extremely light yellow-green, and gradually, like a thin layer of paint, they turned light green, and later, the color was darker and turned into a tender grass green. Finally, the grass-green vitality was stabilized, immersed in her texture, and turned into a very real force, hidden in the body.

You Wumian patted her on the shoulder, awakening her from entering the center.

"Why?" Sang frowned subconsciously.

He saw the pair of black eyes staring at her straightly, and his expression was a bit distracted.

"Something," he said.

Sang softened his tone for a second, "Ah, the business matters. You go busy, don't worry about me."

Youming looked at her strangely and smiled, "Xiao Sanguo, don't want to fool Han Shaoling's suit against me. I want to leave me unless you die. No, I will also make you a wooden specimen with you Until I'm bored."

Sang Yuanyuan: "You still have to live, this is more convenient."

You Wuming: "..." seems very reasonable.

She stretched out her face to him, and let him make an effort to make up for her.

"Little Sanguo's talent is outstanding." He said quietly, "One night has been promoted to the second level of the Lingyin Realm, gratifying."

Sang was shocked from afar: "So fast?"

"Well." He was still careless. "But the Lingyin is useless. You have to be more diligent."

Sang climbed quickly and quickly: "You are so powerful, you will definitely be able to take my cultivation as soon as possible! If we can upgrade to Lingming Realm when we return to Sangzhou, they will be surprised. Chin's! You're so lifeless, you are so powerful!"

It's nice to have a trumpet brush level that can shout 666. This is something Sang has learned from far in the past.

I don't know if he flicked to him. In short, You Wuming looked much better. She took her around her chest and shot twice before going out.

Venus has just pulled the lazy red sun out of the distant mountains.

The air was still filled with the smell of blood and iron, stepping out of the temporary palace, Sang Yuan heard the overwhelming howling.

"This……"

She looked up and saw scattered smoke above the city head.

Hades attacked the city walls? !

Outside the palace, a large army has been lined up neatly, only to be ordered by Youyou.

There was no expression on his face, his eyelids drooped, and his voice was not too big or small: "When you kill your red eyes, think about whether there are any people waiting at home."

"If you can live, don't die."

"Yes!" the army called, "cut all demons and promote our country's prestige!"

You Wuming waved his hand happily.

Short-lived spread four hoofs, running in front of the army.

The army of hooves fell together, and the ground shuddered regularly.

Short-lived did not mean waiting for the same kind, it ran wildly, and soon left the big troops far behind, riding alone near the city gate.

You Wuming lay on the ear of Sang Yuan, and said annoyedly: "You said that these people don't know what to do, you have to let me say-'Don't help, let Han Shaoling's people die in front', so they Are you willing to obey?"

"Would you like to try it next time?" Sang Yuan suggested sincerely.

He raised his hand and patted her head: "What do you think, I am a prince of a country, how can I say that kind of thing!"

Sang looked back at him from afar, and saw a very shallow smile in his eyes and corners of his lips, the kind of smile that came up from the bottom of his heart at first glance.

She was infected and bent the corner of her lips unconsciously.

The eyes touched, You Wuming seemed to be burned, Ji Lingling shuddered, and turned her head back.

"Have you never seen a man!" There was a terrible rage.

Sang far leisurely said: "I have never seen you so beautiful."

Youming: "..."

Riding on a short life, he began to feel wrong. I thought it was too soft for a while, and I thought it was not stable for a while, and then I thought it didn't fart today.

Short-lived: "..."

At the gate of the city, when I heard a strange roar, I saw a **** thing falling straight down on the thirty-foot iron city wall!

Hades? !

If Hades can fall through the Great Iron Wall, does it mean that the walls have been captured?

Underworld fell to the left front.

This is the first time Sang Yuan has come into contact with this terrifying creature at close range. It was a pity that it had fallen from thirty feet, it had fallen into a sparse state, and could no longer see the shape.

I only knew it was a pool of dark red flesh, exuding a very strong rotten smell.

She couldn't help wondering: "Isn't the Great Wall also very tall? Even if the city walls are captured, they will definitely die if they fall? If you don't open the city gate, let them fall?"

You Wuming compares with his hands: "Layer by layer, it won't die if it is stacked, and the next one will come in."

Sang shivered from afar.

She felt for the first time how terrifying the quantity was.

A Wraith fell to the ground like a mosquito blood on the wall. How much did it have to stack to fall?

Immediately, she realized that another terrible thing-the demon could not fly. Since she could climb up the city wall, was that side of the city wall already full of such corpses?

Her body shuddered gently unconsciously.

You Wuming laughed: "I'm afraid of anything. You're not even afraid of me, I'm also afraid of what Devils do. Xiao Sanguo, the man you like, is much more brutal than the ghosts."

He said that, with one hand, he pulled out his **** knife from the back and pressed low to his side.

Short life began to run fast.

Like a meteor, through the heavy city gates-the soldiers in charge of the city gates seem to already know the behavior of this one very well. Seeing that the blade is against the black iron ground, they marched all the way with Mars, and they quickly pulled Opened a small door in the middle of the city gate, and let Yumei pass away.

The Hanzhou army was rushing up the wall along the Yong roads on both sides, but Youmei was walking straight through the heavy city gate to the front line. The farther he went, the darker the breath of black iron pressed on his body, making Sang far suffocated.

Her heart was pounding in the chest cavity, and in the dull dark space, only a black iron door was pulled open and closed. The copper lamps on the left and right iron walls did not illuminate the deep darkness. She did not know when she put her hands on the lifeless arm, like a straw holding the life-saving straw.

That arm was lying loosely on her waist at the moment, still relaxed.

It only took a few breaths to cross the city wall.

In Sang Yuan's feeling, it seemed like a century.

Suddenly, there was a bright red light.

Out!

Sang Yuan's constricted and enlarged pupils instantly reflected a **** face.

Its face has only one white eye and a huge mouth, and a long black tongue sways out of the mouth. The long tongue is covered with barbs, and two rows of serrated fangs extend to the ear.

The limbs and torso are similar to humans, but they are skinless and covered with **** mucus.

They jumped up to how tall they were, and from top to bottom, they rushed to the dead man who dared to dash out of the city gate.

Unexpectedly, You Meng was their mourner.

Sang Yuan couldn't even see how he made the knife. The sound of the heavy knife severing the devil's body in a piercing wailing sound was particularly pleasant.

As the low and clear Yue sounded, the road ahead was instantly widened, and the short-lived running speed was not affected at all.

The overwhelming underworld demons seemed to hit the invisible killing net and were easily twisted into pieces.

The blood spattered, and Sang Yuan's cheeks dropped a few drops.

She pressed her lips tightly and breathed carefully.

You Wuming is laughing.

Laughing arrogantly.

After riding through, a clean, full-strength Tongtian Avenue was instantly opened.

Sang looked away from his head, and saw blood stains on his cheeks, deep black eyes reflecting the ground red, and cold smiles on the corners of his lips, showing a little sharp white teeth.

His heartbeat was extremely steady, holding the rein with one hand and wrapping it around her waist, the other hand holding the knife diagonally, smashing all the monsters that were sent to him.

Behind the city gate wide open, the drums of war shook the sky, the iron cavalry rushed out of the city gate, like a wave of steel, closely following their king.

You Meng was like a tiger with wings, and easily rushed to kill three back and forth in this heap of flesh and blood, and the crumbling wall defenders were slightly relieved.

He made his army continue to crush and strangle under the city walls.

But he rode the dust and went straight to the bottom of the Great Wall.

His breath was much heavier, and he leaned over slightly, with a hint of excitement in his voice: "After going back... Could it be good to die in my hand?"

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