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

Sang held his cheek with great interest.

She knows that no one here can stop the lifeless.In this book, he pulled out his knife and said that he wanted to kill Jiang Jinyuan, and then he killed Jiang Jinyuan. Han Shaoling was completely helpless.

As far as dreams are concerned... Sang far felt that Han Shaoling at the moment should also want to unload dreams without worry.

It's just that... the male and female host should not be so easy to die.

Meng Wuyou fell down in front of the lifeless table case, and the skirt turned upside down, revealing her half calf like a white lotus root, which she could not cover.

Seeing the assassination hopeless, the dream worry-free, sad, angry, desperate, turned his head and shouted at Han Shaoling: "Yu Wuming lost his conscience, killing innocents indiscriminately, it is unreasonable! Han Shaoling, you are still not a person! Such a demon is in front of you, Can you still eat and drink with him without changing your face?! If you were a man, kill him today! Revenge for those who died!"

Han Shaoling was shocked for a moment, his lips moved slightly, Sang far felt that he was saying-you are not sick?

You Wuming has stepped on the table case with one foot. After hearing the words, he laughed lowly and slowly raised the big black knife in his hand.

Just at this moment of life and death, a shadow-like person suddenly jumped behind You Wuming, kneeling in front of Meng Wuyou, shouting upward: "Master, leave people under the sword!"

Sang raised an eyebrow from afar, looking at the golden finger that turned out.

This person knew that You Wuming didn't have time to listen to his careful explanation, and immediately lifted up the trousers, and asked You Wuming to look at his furry calf.

Youmei's corner of the eye jumped clearly twice.

This person suppressed the excitement: "Master, she and she are the sisters who accidentally lost when they escaped from chasing!"

Sang stared at him from afar, and saw a purple crescent birthmark imprinted three inches above his ankle, with a strange shape, like a crescent on fire.In the same position, Mengwuyou also has a mark of the same paragraph.

Therefore, Jiang Jinyuan was absent, and he fell without worries, revealing the calf's birthmark, and was seen by his brother... What is planB?!

Dog blood, dog blood!Forcibly continued life is OK?

Needless to think and know, this'brother-in-law' must be the big red man next to You Wuming. You will give him a little affection if you are abnormal again.

I saw You Wuming narrowed his eyes, and retracted his feet on the table case. The long knife returned to the sheath, and his tone was impatient: "Uh."

I saw that the man tapped several heads toward You Wuming, turned around, and smiled kindly at the dull dream, "Sister, you must have forgotten your brother? It doesn't matter, it's not forgotten What a bad thing!"

Dream looked at this man without any worries, and his face was filled with daze and incredible, unconsciously murmured: "No, you executioners, I have nothing to do with you!"

An ethereal smile floated on the man's face: "Live well! Live, let the bloodline...continue..."

Sang Yuan listened to this man's words and was a bit wrong. Before he had time to wonder, he saw the brother draw a knife in his backhand, slash his sword, and splash five feet of blood.

Sang was stunned.She thought she was going to play a sticky, greasy, crumbling drama. Why do brothers and sisters know each other to have a headache and cry? Flying vinegar or something, did not expect this man to die.

"Sang Wangnv," You Wuming explained to her with a hearty smile, "I am here, the rules are like this. Life for life. Simple and fair, right? Do you like it?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Afterwards, the palace attendant had dragged Meng Wuyou out, and the corpses on the ground were quickly cleaned up by the desperate people-Hanzhou did not dare to move the desperate people, even the dead.

There was a repressed and dull atmosphere in the hall.

Han Shaoling took a deep breath, a deep voice echoed in the hall: "Youzhou King, Sang's solitary wife, please pay attention to your words."

You Wuming laughed with a trembling body.

For a long while, he leaned forward with his hands on the table, half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "People are not guilty, they are guilty of sin. King Hanzhou has only one life."

Halfway through, my eyes seemed to be ignited with two green fires, and the tone was faint, threatened by the nakedness of Yin Yun.

Han Shaoling was angry, but he knew that he must not turn his face with Youmei at this moment.

After a moment of silence, Han Shaoling smiled on his face: "To be honest, life is very precious. Youzhou King is not far away to help me smooth out the evil in Hanzhou, but you must take care of your body. In the west, Gu Ke could not explain to the emperor."

You Wuming looks happier: "Demon, what is it."

He picked up the pot on the table case and drank himself with pleasure.

He doesn't seem to remember at all that he still has a sister like Youyingyue.

Han Shaoling gradually realized that something was wrong.

No matter how fearful Youyingyue is, Youyingyu will certainly not be absent on this occasion.He also needs You Yingyue to perform a long-awaited reunion drama, pull him and stand side by side with You Wuming for a clear political signal to the outside world.

However, it's been so long since the banquet, why didn't Youyingyue come yet?!What should happen...

Turning an unbelievable thought in his heart, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank, and suddenly turned his head to look far away at Sang.

Shouldn't she take revenge on Youying privately?!

Shocked, Han Shaoling's scalp felt numb and could not cover his expression.

Sang fared his eyes, his lips slightly curved, and he smiled calmly at him.

Han Shaoling couldn't tell the meaning of this smile for a while-was he conscientious?Is there any fear?Still not aware of the meaning of inspection in his eyes?

He took a deep breath, only to feel that the mess that had been stuck in his chest recently seemed to be more chaotic.Recently, I feel irritable from time to time. At this moment, anxiety arises, and I seem to hear the noise of dreams without worry...

Yes.His mind suddenly froze.

Since I was fortunate about that dream, I have been chest tightness and shortness of breath from time to time, and occasionally tinnitus and auditory hallucinations. This is very unusual for a strong person with a clear vision.It's just that there are so many things in these few days that I can't take care of this little problem.

Before he could understand, the noise around his ears was getting louder.

The hand hidden in the wide-sleeve gently shook, only to feel that the numbness of the chest was pulled out, and turned into a wicked fire, rushing down without any return.

It's like taking some strange medicine!

There was a roar in Han Shaoling's mind.

The opposite Yumingming seemed to sense his voice. I saw that the white-robed young man raised his cup and smiled and said: "Hanzhou King, I am a person. There are no taboos. You know it. The one who died just now." It’s actually a survivor of the love clan. If the fake is his sister... hey, I hope there’s no bad luck to me."

His eyes were full of gloating.

Han Shaoling gasped.

There are three major aliens in Yunjing, which are not tolerated by the world. As early as a thousand years ago, those in power included the three tribes in the Qing squad list, and called them three evils.After being washed by blood for more than a thousand years, the three evils are almost left to legend.

Love is one of the three evils.

Once interacted with the person of love, they will be infected with no solution, and only he/she is the antidote.

Greedy for a while, tied for life.This is the biggest golden finger of worry-free dreams.

Sang Yuan knew that Mengwuyou was a loved one.From the beginning, she knew clearly that it was impossible for Han Shaoling to get rid of dreams, and these two people were destined to be entangled to death.

That's why she deliberately joked halfway that if she found that Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou had broken wires, she would go back to Sangzhou and stay away from him.

The marriage between the two countries wasn't because Sang wanted to get away from it, she could only seize every bargaining point and make Han Shaolin more and more guilty to her, so that she would not be too passive.

Unexpectedly, this incident was directly pierced.

Originally she still wanted to wait for a good show-Han Shaoling found that she could not hide her dreams and secretly meet with her after she found that she could not live without dreams.

When the'accidentally' breaks through, it will be very exciting.

Pity.

Sang Yuan continued to watch his nose and his heart.Now that the matter has been put on the bright side, let Han Shaoling worry about herself. How can she persuade her to accept that he has to continue to spoil the dream of worrying about it.

Fortunately, she had no feelings for the man at all.By this matter first, let him not get close, and then watch the changes, take a step by step.

She tilted her head and gave Han Shaoling a light look.

Han Shaolin did not care about Sang Yuan for a while.

His chest was violently undulating, his fists were white, and there was a terrified horror in his eyes-how could he not be surprised?Fang Cai, Meng Wuyou almost died.If she died, there would be no cure for his poison.

He has to be buried with her!

After the horror, anger flooded his mind like a tide, and at the same time, he thought of another thing.

He calmed down quickly.

He moved his index finger.

A shadow-like person immediately knelt behind him on one knee and whispered, "What did the lord do?"

"Take that dream worry-free..." Han Shaoling's voice was irritated, "Cut off the nose, tongue, and limbs, irrigate the washing fluid, and bind it to the couch in the Qingliang Temple. Remember, you can't hurt her life. She has a long life."

Qingliangdian is the place where Han Shaoling used to house the golden house.

The tone is flat and the voice is not high or low, just so that Sang beside him can hear from afar.

Sang far felt only a numb scalp.

This is the king!

"Sang'er, come here." Han Shaoling called.

There was a bloody smell in his voice.

Sang took a deep breath, got up quietly, walked to him and sat down.

"In this way, wouldn't you blame me for breaking the oath?" He stared at her tenderly. "Sang'er, believe me. I will never have a little bit of affection for such a thing. It is only occasionally used to detoxify. ."

Her voice was dry and dumb, just like when she was poisoned by wood poison: "It's cruel."

There was a cold smile on the corner of his lips: "Dare to use my body to calculate me, you have to pay a price. Sang'er, there is no need to plead for that kind of thing, no one is pleading."

Sang was so shocked that he seemed to underestimate Han Shaolin.

"Sang'er," Han Shaolin's voice was deep, "Come with me tonight?"

Interrogative sentences were used, but there was no room for her to resist.

He said: "Your body has not recovered, I will not move you."

He wrote clearly in his eyes.

I only rubbed.