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

Holding Tianyan mirror fragments, Sang Yuan's eyes slowly floated up the picture.

In any case, she would not have imagined that Jiang Yanji and Huang Fujun would be like this.

She saw the ending of these two people.

The repair was exhausted, the limbs were broken, and they were transported to Baiyu Bridge in a large iron cage.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't kill the emperor repeatedly," an old **** with a round face smiled and said, "At this step, the dream lady will not be softhearted! You two, just Let's go clean! The water in the Qiongqing Pool will surely wash away the sins of the two of you. I will remember to be reborn in the next life, and An'an will be a man!"

Emperor? Dream girl? This is about Han Shaoling and Dream Worry!

Jiang Yanji in the iron cage was haggard, but her spine was still quite straight. She stared fiercely at the old **** with a hoarse voice: "Jiang Yi, I treat you not thin, I have always been trusting. But I did not expect you to collude with Han Shaoling. , Betray me!"

When Jiang Yanji said this, Sang remembered it immediately. She recognized the round-faced old eunuch, the one she had seen in Beijing and the time she left, and was the one who followed Jiang Yanji.

Being able to be given the name Jiang Yi also shows trust. This person actually betrayed Jiang Yanji and turned to Han Shaoling?

The old **** still smiled kindly, turned his back toward the distance and arched his hand before turning back: "The emperor is a real emperor, if you can judge the situation earlier and abdicate to let the virtue, then it is a good story. Unfortunately, you two, It must be against the heavens! Alas, since ancient times, it is necessary to go against the sky, which one can have a good ending?"

"Bah!" Huang Fujun twitched a tooth coldly, "Go to his mother's destiny!"

He leaned against the iron cage and sat crookedly, and by looking at it, he knew that he had been tortured a lot.

The old **** shook his head with regret: "Why are you two? If Ken lowered his head and begged for mercy, the emperor would not kill him. It's a pity..."

He couldn't bear turning his back and waved his hand.

Immediately ran out of two rows of rickety little eunuchs, lifted the iron cage, and threw Baiyuqiao.

"Bang--"

The iron cage entered the water and a deep muffled sound was stirred.

A string of bubbles floated up, and gradually, only two small strings occasionally floated up.

The old **** stood quietly by the bridge corridor and looked at the moon reflected in the pool for a long time.

Then a few eunuchs 'boom-boom' jumped down, and for a while, dragged two wet bodies onto the shore.

A generation of female emperors Jiang Yanji and peerless Xiaoxiong Huangfujun actually suffocated and died silently in this small pond.

The old **** squatted down, pressing one with one hand. Soon, two dead bodies were burned to black ash.

"Emperors and kings have been enthroned for thirteen years, and their foundations are solid. Why not suffer?" the old **** sighed. "The charming eyes of the power, where is life..."

The picture slowly disappeared before Sang Yuan's eyes.

When she watched this episode, Youmu Ming didn't interfere with her. She just sat cross-legged and slanted on the side, holding her cheek in her hand, and looked at her with a flicker.

Sang opened his eyes far.

"Thirteen years of ascending the throne..." Her eyes penetrated the lifelessly and said to herself, "Da Tianyan's technique, the world's luck is only ten years from now..."

The old **** said that Han Shaoling had been enthroned for thirteen years.

Thirteen years after the throne, the history is still there.

In other words, after Han Shaoling ascended the throne, he really took the eighteen states of Yunjing and survived the ten-year catastrophe!

"Yu Wuming..." Sang looked back slowly, gazing at the man who looked very unscrupulous, "The two of us seem to be doing something serious!"

You Wuming laughed, looked over most of her body, and caught her in her arms.

"I probably understand." Sang said far away. "In this world, there was a big disaster that couldn't pass. Later, "Tian Dao" pinched and counted, and it was counted to get the soul of the strange Mary Su, who was dreamless. Qiang Yun assisted Han Shaoling, and the two of them could lead Yun Jing through this disaster."

You Wumei raised an eyebrow: "What is Mary Su?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "...It's about a woman like "Every man loves me, every woman is jealous of me"."

You Wuming laughed sullenly.

After a while, he laughed enough, and said: "Little Mulberry, you mean, the top card?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

After thinking about it for a moment, I felt totally irrefutable.

She has seen many excellent young men and women. He/they are very self-respecting and self-loving. They will not be like a headless fly, and they are definitely going to **** a certain opposite sex, especially the kind with the owner.

For example, Yun Xuzhou, when she was in the ice cave, she was handsome and handsome, but she did not jealous of Sang Yuan, nor did she have any thoughts about You Wuming, at most he asked if he had any brothers.

Another example is Sang Yuan, she is not in contact with other men, but no matter whether you are a lifeless man, the Wang Sun Shizi of the other states is also respectful and polite to her, and she will not chase it without mind.

But in the brothel of the Goulan, there are always scenes where men and women are fighting for each other and women are jealous of each other.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"Little Sanguo," You Wuming suddenly leaned close to her ear, and said lowly, "But I remember the night you and I first met, the woman ran to Han Shaoling's bed by fire."

Sang is a little uncertain if this guy will be jealous if he remembers it.

"Well, that seems to be the case." She said cautiously.

You Wuming grinned: "It's all sold, but it's just a bigger picture. If you don't collect cash, you really think it's noble than a prostitute."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." seems completely irrefutable.

He leaned back and leaned back: "A man whose strength can't support ambition looks like that."

He squinted, there was no disgust between his beautiful brows, only indifference.

She leaned back in his arms and asked with a smile: "What about me? What did you look like when you looked at me?"

He slowly lowered his head and looked at her for a while, a trace of thoughts floated in his eyes, his voice was low, with a slight smile: "Just as you look at me."

Sang looked up at him from afar, "What do you mean?"

"Unexpected," he stroked her hair. "It's very different from what I imagined. Then he was a little curious and wanted to take a closer look."

Sang pouted her mouth far and proudly: "...You are totally different from what I imagined, but I'm not curious at all, and I don't want to be close."

Who can imagine that the villain looks like a dull little face?

"Small mulberry with a guilty conscience." He stared at her with a smirk, the subject changed a thousand miles, "Do you want it now?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "???

Look at this dog man's routine!

If she says 'don't', he's going to say that she's 'nonsense'. If she said 'want', he would say 'as you wish'.

You Wusheng is holding the ticket, squinting, and the corners of her lips are full of bad intentions.

"Huh? Do you want it?" He closed the net elegantly.

Sang is far from being a dead man.

She knocked him down decisively.

An infatuation.

...

After an hour, Sang was paralyzed in the arms of You Ming, and his voice was weak: "Are we digressing?"

You Wuming was serious: "How can there be, this is doing the right thing."

She rubbed him a few times, mentioning the spirit and saying, "Speaking back to Caicai. The old **** said that Han Shaoling had been throne for thirteen years, which means that he really wiped out the catastrophe after ten years. I have seen it In the plot, Han Shaoling did not defeat Jiang Yanji and Huang Fujun, but only ended when he and Mengwuyou married. I didn't expect the story to end, but the characters in the book still continue to live."

"So who is the person who wrote the book to you?" Youyou asked leisurely.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I didn't pay attention to the author's name. You don't know how busy I was at that time, I was busier than you!"

——On the importance of collecting authors.

"Okay," You Wuming's perfunctory look shook her head very sexy. "My wife is in a good position, and I'm not idle."

"But the great hero who saved the world has been brought to the ground by us. How is this good?" Sang sighed far.

It's okay for You Wuming to cover her face. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiao Sanguo, you are not curious. What was the original disaster of annihilation? The whole world was occupied by the demon, and the human civilization disappeared completely, completely changed. Bloody purgatory?"

Sang turned his head away in confusion—what's wrong with it?

You Wuming said: "Think of those palaces, those fortresses, and those armies. Even if the Demons have overthrown the Great Wall, the ordinary people will suffer. The royal family is absolutely safe."

Sang nodded slowly.

At the beginning, she discovered that every important palace in the royal palace was as strong as a fortress. As long as the door of the palace was closed, it would be impossible for the demon to attack in a hundred years. There are also important military fortresses, and the defense power will never be lost to the Black Iron Great Wall!

"Not to mention, every ten years." You Wuming smiled coldly. "Even if the Great Wall is down now, ten years, it's still a long way from the end!"

Not to mention the good situation of the Great Wall.

Now Bai, Feng and Qi Sanzhou have been destroyed by the Wraith, but they can hardly talk about the scourge of extinction. For more than a few months, the Wraith in the territory will be wiped out.

Human beings will always explode endless potential, and will never sit still.

Sang pondered for a moment: "Do you suspect that the so-called scourge of annihilation is a lie in the Temple of Heaven?"

"It's not a lie." You Wuming said, "For so many years, there hasn't been any outside noise."

He didn't tell the whole story, but Sang was far behind. There must be a purpose for spreading such a big lie. But the Temple of Heaven has been acting behind the scenes for so many years, and even the most profitable Han Shaoling knows nothing about it-this is not like trying to use lies to do things.

Sang fared away in silence: "Twenty years ago, the Temple of Heaven applied Da Tianyan's technique. Seeing that 30 years later, the world would be completely occupied by the Wraith. Later, they applied the technique of "reverse Qiankun" and threw me to A different world. Later, in the mirror, he "predicted" that humanity will survive the crisis..."

At first glance, she really looked like a World Destroyer. If you only look at the result, it was originally a world of annihilation. Once she is gone, she can be replaced by dreaming with Han Shaoling, and you can save the world. Now that she is back, together with Youwu, Han Shaoling is disabled...

Destiny seems to have turned a circle and returned to its origin.

Sang Yuan burst into tears: "I didn't have to choose before, now I want to be a good person."

"It's time to grab a few people and come back for trial..." You Wuming rubbed her teeth gently and held her tighter.

Sang nodded gently.

However, trying to catch the head of the Temple of Heaven is not an easy task.

The Temple of Heaven is too low-key and only responsible for matters of divination and blessings. No one cares about the name of the altar deputy. Such an unimportant institution was built in the Imperial City, and its structure and specific location were unknown to anyone.

She leaned against his sturdy chest, her voice soft: "You're lifeless, did you see it?"

For a while, his chest moved sullenly: "Well."

She didn't have to say, he didn't have to ask, each other understood what was said.

"What do you think?" Sang rubbed him gently.

He slowly exhaled a long breath: "Jiang Yanji and Huang Fujun can only be killed by me."

She hesitated for a moment: "Have you ever thought about a possibility. Your father, like you, is such a smart and transparent person, how can you like that kind of ambitious woman? Will it..."

You Wuming thought without hesitation: "She's Hungarian."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Almost did not come up in one breath, choking to death.

"Are you guys so superficial!" Sang charged angrily.

You Wumei raised her eyebrows and squeezed her big hand twice: "Well."

She stared at him for a moment and saw no flaws.

Intuition tells her that Youwu Ming is deliberately changing the subject. He was reluctant to think deeply about this matter.

The damage and hatred Jiang Yanji brought to him was too deep. He could not give himself any reason not to kill her, even if it was just a possibility.

He must kill her.

Can only kill her.

Even if Jiang Yanji really happened to the same thing as Sang.

"No matter what decision you make, I will support you." She looked up at him smilingly.

Youmei lazily touched the broken mirror from the side, holding two fingers, raised it, and squinted at the few rays of morning light that had penetrated through the window.

"It's a world without little mulberries," he said. "Without small mulberries, I will be desperate and fight Jiang Yanji in the sky."

"Will you?" she asked softly, lying on his body.

"Yes." You Wuming's lips floated with a lingering smile, "At this time, when it is the peak of my strength, it will be unfavorable for me to drag it on."

She didn't know what to say for a while, her face was smiling, but her heart was sour.

"Huh," You Wuming slammed her head on him, "but she didn't expect Huang Fujun to be so shameless, why should he face him! Sneak at me, huh."

Sang said from afar, 'Even if you don't attack, you can't beat them both. '

Of course, this time is different from the past, that time on the Dongzhou Plain, he broke her cocoon and became a butterfly. If he is fighting alone, he may not be able to beat Jiang Yanji and Huang Fujun together.

Up to now, he has won the indestructible fire and the so-called 'divine power' to kill the two, even more so.

She lifted her small face: "The strength of Efu Jun, killing him, is like looking for something!"

"That's nature." You Wuming narrowed her eyes.

"That's right!" Sang remembered something from afar, "brother said that Yun Xuzhou directly blasted the glacier next to the Ice Mist Valley with a blasting fire. Now the bottom of the valley has been completely covered and there will be no traces."

You Wuming is slowly caressing her hair.

"Little Mulberry, it seems that the situation has changed."

"Ok?"

The expression on You Wuming's face was faint: "If Ruoyun Xuzhou only wiped out the traces, Jinlanlan could not find the clue, and Huangfujun would give up this line. After calming the Qinzhou lot, he hurried to Tiandu and Jiang Yanji in person. When confronted. But after such a big disturbance, Huang Fujun will definitely go to Bingwu Valley to check."

"that……"

You Wuming chuckled and said, "Just be there, and settle a grudge."

He quickly tapped on his knees with his finger: "When Sang Huangfudu was killed, Sang was not involved, and this time, he took him too!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Listening to this tone, it seems as if you are going to invite someone to dinner.

When the two hadn't got out of bed, news from various sources came.

The five thousand flat demon army dispatched by Tiandu was ambushed in Jiangzhou, and the whole army was annihilated. No one was spared!

Jiang Yanji did not mention half of the words about Dongzhou. He only sent Feng Qi to the site of the crime to collect evidence. At the same time, he ordered all the forces stationed around Jiangzhou to provide proof of absence from the innocence.

If it is weekdays, no matter how bad the case is, Heaven will only show the face of a public official. The convention is that there is never a guilty crime, and all the slightly suspicious people will present their absence to prove their innocence.

This time, Jiang Yanji couldn't help it-she must have been furious, and she would be so chaotic.

You have no need to speak for the whole journey.

Youzhou Army and Sangzhou Army held a night bonfire dinner under the Great Wall. Everyone knows that Youzhou King and Sang Wangnun burned red candles all night in a simple cave room. , So enviable it is impossible.

Properly absent!

On the third pole in the sun, You Wuming took the shameless Sang Yuan far away, mounted on the cloud beast, and led the army to say goodbye to the king Zhang Sangzhou.

He is going to go inland to help Sang Sangbu help to smooth out the evil in the country.

After being on the road, Sang Yuan found Yuanyou's face very unsightly.

"Has something happened?" She was nervous.

You Wuming's voice was low and muffled: "Nothing."

"Say!"

"nothing."

"Yu Wuming..." She stretched her tone, pursed her lips, and grasped his lapel with her small hand, shaking it to the left and then to the right.

You Wuming surrendered instantaneously: "Yue Zhang asked for a thousand sets of Xuanjia, saying that it was a hidden payment for me."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She said: "Even if you don't agree, Dad can't really betray you!"

You Wuming was even more depressed: "Dare you offend Yue Zhang on the first day of your wedding?"

Sang Yuan made a look like his enemies, filled with righteous indignation, but secretly stolen in his heart-the villain demon Youyou is lifeless, and there is another person who is'frightened'.

She decisively changed the subject: "Last night, that army was destroyed. Did Jiang Yanji hurt her bones?"

You Mingming's face was dull, and he slowly shook his head: "That's just one of the Imperial Guards. Among the Tiandu Army, the strongest is the Yuyiwei, with 20,000 people, followed by the four battalions in the southeast and northwest. Guards, 50,000 people each. Again, this is the Imperial Guard of yesterday, totaling about 500,000."

"How many soldiers do you have in Youzhou?"

"Million." You Wuming's fingers gently buckled the reins, "Counting logistics, temporary recruitment, and prisoners of war."

Sang farther asked: "The main fighting force?"

"Less than 300,000."

Sang nodded gently.

Jiang Yanji's army is equipped with Xuanjia. No matter how powerful Yuzhou soldiers are, they cannot make up for the gap in equipment and numbers. Fighting with Jiang Yanji in this way is completely self-defeating.

She said: "Sangzhou's strength will be slightly worse. We add up, but we can't fight Jiang Yanji. What's more, once we start working on the sky, any state will have a fair excuse to attack us."

"Let their dog bite the dog." You Youmei said.

Indistinctly, Sang felt as if he had forgotten one thing, and one thing that had to be asked about you. what is it then?

Thinking about it, I felt that there was too much information stuffed into my mind on this day, and it was not clear at the moment.

Forget it, things that can be forgotten are not important.

...

You Wuming and Sang led 6,000 heavy cavalry from afar, rumbling into Baizhou territory, taking the northern route, all the way like a broken bamboo, and slaughtering the demons into a piece of armor.

Day and night, they attacked the Baizhou King City.

Sang Bujin led the army from the south and the two sides met under the Baizhou King City.

I haven't seen it in a few days. Sang Bu has been tanned a lot, and the beautiful face of a woman who was slightly female is covered by this layer of black, but it adds a lot of heroism.

"The news came from Yun Xuzhou, saying that Huang Fujun had arrived in the northern border of Yunzhou, and he looked like he was going to the ice mist valley in the landslide. Eight hundred people accompanied him and bought ice-digging equipment from Yunzhou, which seemed to mean opening mountains. "Sang didn't come near and said lowly.

"That would be too much to delay." Sang Yuan looked slightly stern, "while there was still a haunted demon, he quickly ordered the elite soldiers, passed Fengzhou, passed Zhaozhou, and sneaked into the southern border of Yunzhou to fight for the arrival before Huangfujun. Ice Mist Valley ambushes him!"

Sang Buzhen was stunned for a while, and then he laughed: "Little sister, I was just in a trance, just as if I had returned to the month before, and you arranged the day that Bingwugu intercepted."

"He is dead this time!" Sang was far-fetched.

Sang Bujin frowned slightly: "However, if you killed Huang Fujun, what would you do for the layout and provocative measures you have done before?"

You Wuming chuckled, her body leaned forward slightly, the sound was very soft, mysteriously authentic: "We have Huangfu Xiong."

Sang didn't recall the moment, he couldn't help but say: "You're lifeless, you are such a devil! I hope this life doesn't need to be against you."

You Wuming raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I'm afraid of anything, Mulberry is the sheath that shuts me. One day, I will protect you from Sangzhou."

Sang is not close: "Chi! You need your protection!"

Sang Yuan flashed suddenly, remembering that he had forgotten something—Yu Wuming said yesterday,'They thought two colorful kings and eight would save the world', when she thought this'they' meant Jiang Yanji and Huang Fujun, but after seeing the ending of the two of them personally, she found that the two of them had nothing to do with the so-called'Tian Dao'.

So, who is the person you have seen?

Those who must recognize can be seen in Tianyan mirror.

The upper level of the Temple of Heaven, a person he recognized?

Who? !

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