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

Sang grasped the lifeless clothes far away and looked back.

I saw the puppet hanging on the edge of the short-lived hairy butt, stunned, holding a small hand, reaching out to those bright crystals that would never come back.

Just looking at its back, you can feel a burst of desolation and solitude.

The arrow rained down, and the arrow was full of spirit. The bright crystal was suddenly submerged, and the blinking kung fu disappeared.

Short-lived hooked his head and ran into a short shadow.

After a gorgeous drift of blood pool, it smoothly passed through countless arrows and rain, and squeaked with a sudden stop, stopped in front of Han Shaoling's army formation.

Here, there is nearly a mile away from the Black Iron Great Wall.

The blood of so many living people gathered all the demons around.

Han Shaoling's army did not look easy either. It had to deal with the tide of demons that struck all around it, and it had to face the heavy pressure brought by the one-man ride.

Along with the last roaring roaring ghost, Yumei slowly raised the knife in his hand.

One person, fight your whole army.

As soon as the momentum came out, Han Shaoling's pupils tightened, and the warriors under the ranks of the armed forces were aware of the danger and shaved their hoofs uncomfortably.

Han Shaoling arrived at the Great Wall at dawn.Hearing the report of the defending army that Youzhou Wanggu was trapped in the tide, he immediately ordered a soldier and went out of the city to "help".

I thought I was sleepy all night, and Yumie was more or less exhausted. I didn't expect to look at this moment. Although the blood was covered with blood, the momentum was not short at all.

Fang Cai's arrow rain did not cause him any damage.

Han Shaolin was a little hesitant.

He knew that the lifeless army was coming quickly.

Since You Wuming was unharmed, if you forcefully kill it, it will be a real battle.You Wuming Xiu is high and deep, and he will not be able to take him for a while and a half. If you drag him to the battlefield and close the city gate, it will be a big trouble.At this moment, it is not appropriate to start.

This is the case with the royal family, as long as the last layer of window paper is separated, even if it is smashed on the other side with a hammer, as long as the paper is not broken, then they are still good friends.

"Youzhou King!" Han Shaoling laughed, "In order to get out of the city to pick you up, I have lost many soldiers in Hanzhou-how can you thank me?"

You Wuming knew that he meant not to fight.

He did not want to fight.In the tide, facing the tens of thousands of cavalry, plus Han Shaoling, a spirit of seven heavens, although not afraid, but there are fruits, dogs and puppets around, which inevitably hurts which one.

You Wuming slowly groaned her fangs: "Go back and thank you for your family."

Han Shaoling smiled pretendingly, and his eyes slowly fell toward You Wuming. It happened that Sang, who had escaped a wave of the blood of Hades, was squinting out of You Wuyu's arms.She raised her face and looked at Han Shaolin.

Suddenly, Han Shaoling's pupils tightened, and his expression could hardly be sustained.

Sang far?!

How could she be?!

The surrounding demons roared endlessly, but Han Shaoling only heard the sound of "Bang--" resounding through his ears.

His eyes were pinned on Sang Yuan, and although a gentle and polite smile was kept on his face, a few strands of green muscles bursting out of his forehead sold his mind completely.

she was!Why did you mix with Youwuming again!

Isn't there a fire-winged Xeon around her?How could she fall into the hands of Youmei?what happened?what happened?!what happened!!Could it be that the guard was a lifeless person?!

Han Shaoling suddenly remembered the mysterious look of Sang Bujin.

Could it be that the man who was engaged to Sang from afar...is desperate?!

Han Shaoling only felt the thunder.

But there is a golden shell in her hand... If this thing falls into the hands of Youmei, the consequences will be disastrous!

Han Shaoling was shocked and forced to suppress his tumultuous emotion.Between the eyebrows, the killing intent cannot be suppressed at all—the intuition tells him that if you don’t remove You Wuming at this moment, I am afraid there will be no chance in this life!

He raised a hand decisively, biting the root of his tooth, and he was about to wave it down!

At this very moment, I suddenly heard the roar of hoofs again from the direction of the Great Wall.

Another army came over!

Sang Yuan, Han Shaoling and You Wuming looked up at the visitors.

It is a soldier in Zhangzhou. The leader is big and round waist, his face is black and red, and his beard and hair are messy. At first glance, he is a rough man.

With two axes in his hands, Da Lao Yuan shouted loudly: "Youzhou King, Hanzhou King, I Lao Zhang also come!"

It turned out that Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai received a letter and learned that Youyou was riding alone out of the city and was trapped by the edge of the Abyss. He hurried over from another tide point and led his own soldiers to rush out of the city to save people.

The cavalry rushed forward, struggling to resist the constant demons from both sides.

Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai took the lead, riding a cloud beast with a particularly large bone, jumping high and falling heavily.

"Hahaha!" The axe lifted up, spilt a whole row of ghosts, and Zhang Dai's black and red face was full of joy, "Ah! Happy! Happy!"

When he arrived, Zhang Dai didn't find the atmosphere was very wrong. He opened his big cowbell-like eyes, looked at Han Shaoling, and then looked at You Mengming. He happily grinned his thick lips to his ears: "Hanzhou King knows you The state king was trapped in the devil's cave, and he was even more anxious than me! Hahaha! It was so rare! It was so rare! I knew I didn’t have to hurry and come in a hurry!"

Han Shaoling, who is preparing to deal with You Wuming: "..."

Zhang Dai did not know that Han Jun's arrow was pointing at his own heart at the moment.With a big heart on his face, he toppled a few ghosts and drove the battle rider to the front of You Mengming. He smiled straightly at him and raised the axe in his hand.

You Wuming pulled the corner of her lower lip and waved the knife boredly.

Beckoned.

Sang saw that Zhang Dai didn't even feel ashamed and lifeless from afar, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

You Wuming knew what she was thinking when she looked at her.

He bent down and leaned over to her ear: "Little Sanguo, the soldier at the front, there is no one who does not worship me."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Although very arrogant and stinky, but it seems to be the truth.

She remembered that it was the same when she was in Hanzhou.

The defenders of the Great Wall are not afraid of lifeless, he is a star killer, and even a patron saint.

"Come back to the camp with me first!" King Zhangzhou waved his axe. "The two came from afar, both worked hard! Let's take a break first, and let the little boys under my hands deal with it!"

The most terrifying thing about'tide tide' is the'tail whistle' when the tide returns.

Zhangzhou is not a state with a maddening offensive. Although it is in the "surging tide", the intensity is not as good as the "surging tide" of Han, Qi, Tu and other states. With Han Shaoling’s 20,000 soldiers, and The 7,000 elite soldiers who are about to arrive in Youzhou will certainly be able to survive this wave of'tail whistle', so Zhang Dai has completely relaxed his mind at this moment.

It's a blessing to be able to save You Wuming safely.

Under the guard of two cavalry troops, the princes of Zhang, You, and Hanzhou successfully returned to the Great Wall. After passing through the heavy gate of the Great Wall, Zhang Dai happily withdrew the plate axe behind him, and led Yu Wuming and Han Shaoling down the Great Wall happily. Go to the simple palace.

Being disturbed by the ground snake, Han Shaoling could only press the killing heart and smirked.

"Youzhou King," Zhang Dai smiled with teeth and eyes, and had nothing to say, "My old Zhang, this is the first time I saw you traveling with a woman! This hero is matched with a beauty, just like that... good The knife is equipped with a sheath! The knife is equipped with a sheath!"

He lifted his thumbs up: "A match made in heaven!"

Han Shaoling: "..." wants to kill Zhang Dai, who is in favor, who is against?

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Can the sheath stem pass?

Youyou raised her lips silently, peeped at Sang Yuan, and then smiled politely: "She is the prince of Sangzhou and my wife who is about to pass the door."

Black Eyes rolled a half circle and added a sentence: "I will marry this wife."

Zhang Dai was obviously taken aback. He first glanced at Han Shaoling, who was extremely ugly, and then stunned and sang away his white teeth.

Sang Yuanyuan: "Zhangzhou King, long admiration."

It's too embarrassing to save.

Zhang Dai's forehead clearly oozed out a bright sweat bead: "... Ha ha, ha ha ha ha. Good, good!"

Everyone knew that You Wuming had robbed Han Shaoling's wife, and the two also fought in Yumenguan.

Who could have imagined that he could bring a queen girl to the Wraith battlefield?Shouldn’t Jiaodidi’s maiden be raised in the deep palace?Zhang Dai wished to give himself a few big mouth scrapers.

This is really embarrassing.

Zhang Dai didn't even see Han Shaoling.

In a strange and silent atmosphere, Zhangzhou's temporary palace under the Great Wall arrived.

Zhang Dai hardened his scalp and invited Yuming Ming, Han Shaoling and Sang Yuan far away.

Naturally, the battle ride can only stay in the stall outside.

Sang looked at the puppet quietly with a long head—I saw that he was holding the broken bag with one hand, and with the other hand holding the soft hair under his short-lived abdomen, he flattened his mouth into a curved line. A pair of big black Qinqin eyes stared at the tear in the bag without blinking.

very pitiful.

Fortunately, short-lived this time, I don't think of it anymore. It puts its hairy limbs in a circle, and the puppet is put in a fluffy white belly.

"Ou Ou Ou. Ou, Ou." He twisted his head back in short life, and made a very impatient voice toward the puppet, listening like comfort.

The puppet slowly turned his head and looked at the short life in surprise-this was the first time this big fat dog did not tighten his belly tightly against it.

Isn't it possible to poke a hole with such a soft belly?

The puppet lowered his head and stared at his sharp fingers in contemplation.

...

At this moment, Sang Yuan and You Ming have left the left-behind children without guilt and stepped into the palace built by Zhangzhou Wang under the Great Wall.

The palace is very simple, but unique.

The rocks in Zhangzhou are all red, orange, and yellow. They are used to build houses. They are naturally colored with literature and art, and there is no need to render.

Stepping into the palace, it seems a little weird to not speak again.Zhang Dai's face was tangled, just like being taken to the execution ground.

He had no idea what to do with the complicated situation before him.

He had originally thought that by taking this opportunity to help Zhangzhou eliminate evil spirits together, it would be a beautiful thing if the two powerful men, King Hanzhou and King Yuzhou, could be released.

Who could have expected that You Wuming had brought Sang far away?

What can Zhang Dai do?I can only bite the bullet and stretch my hand to lead the way, haha ​​said with a smile-

"Please follow me, wash the dust, I will have a banquet here in Lao Zhang, and give you the wind, hahaha, haha..."

You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, leaned her head towards Sang far, and smiled, "Come."

He took her hand, slightly leaning on the beautifully shaped jaw, and said, "Zhangzhou King keeps a best roll pool for me. Today, it will be cheaper for you!"

With that in mind, she dragged her hand and swaggered to the side as if returning to her home.

Zhang Dai wiped his sweat and smiled at Han Shaoling, "King Hanzhou, please."

Han Shaoling's face was cold: "I don't have to change it."

His eyes have been nailed on the back of the two.One big and one small, like a couple of gods.

When did the two men raise their hands and have such a close and tacit understanding!

Roll the pool?

Han Shaoling took a few deep breaths, only to see that the eyes were black.

He didn't want to think about the story of those two people and one party, but he couldn't help thinking.

You Wuming and Sang who came to the rolling pool hall are far too lazy to care about Han Shaoling's ideas.

He took two clean clothes from the animal skin bag and put them on the jade shelf by the pool. He took off his robe stained with demon blood with his backhand, and then leaned forward, picking her clothes with his hands and feet, and his mouth was licking. Whispered: "Do you have no hands, Xiao Sanguo? You need help to take off your clothes."

She was next to him. Only in this way would she be a little less shy-so close to each other, you can't see each other's clothes.

He peeped at her red face, and his expression became more and more pleasant.

Slightly bowed, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the rolling pool.

"Little Sanguo," he said, "it's not good to let Zhang Dai wait, just wash it and forget it, how?"

"Ok."

Two more steps were taken, and you let go of your hands horribly.

The sense of weightlessness suddenly struck, Sang exclaimed from afar, tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Afraid of anything," he squinted, his voice full of brazenness. "Even if you let go of your hands, I can hold you."

The low dumb voice, the floral fragrance stained with enthusiasm, brushed her cheek.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...you are lifeless!"

This person is so bad that there is no cure.

Going down into the water, she hurried out of his arms and swam far away, hiding in the corner and cleaning up.

Across the white mist, you see You Youming laugh all the time and keep laughing.

After washing, she threw a big face flower at the pool, and like a flexible fish, she rushed into the pile of face plates and dried her body and hair with a hot mist. The water drops on it, then picked up clean clothes with Lingyun Vine and came to change them.

You Wuming also came out of the water.

Today, his fire has not been extinguished, and the flames turned, and the water droplets on his body evaporated.

He was extremely thick-skinned and didn’t want to avoid her at all. He picked up his clothes lazily and put them on slowly. His long fingers carefully arranged the layers of clothes and slowly tied them. Girdle, that look lazy and expensive, so beautiful that people can't open their eyes.

Dressed neatly, he is also a self-assertive young king.He took two steps, his eyes slightly slanted, and he reached out a big hand, holding her finger.

"Xiao Sanguo, didn't scare you to death! Can I eat you here." He bit his teeth deliberately at her, struggling to bite her face.

She glanced at him and ignored it.

Stepped over the corridor of red, orange, and yellow colors, the banquet hall was near.

Through the open door of the hall, Wang Zhangdai, the king of Zhangzhou, stood up from behind the desk and strode toward the outside of the hall.

Suddenly she tipped her toes, and put her flower-like lips to the ears of the lifeless, exhaling like blue, charming eyes like silk—

"Just before, actually I really want it. All waiting for you in the flowers, why can't you just come."

You Wuming was struck by lightning, and the bottomless black eyes turned to her inch by inch, and her thin lips tightened instantly.

She exhaled slyly at him, then stood back to her place, put on a serious face, and smiled at the welcoming Zhang Dai.

Standard royal meeting meeting.

Youming: "..."

This is a fruit goblin who wants to die!

Zhang Dai led Youwu and Sang into the banquet hall from afar.

Han Shaoling, who was sitting in the hall, slowly raised his jaw, and his sharp eyes like an eagle swept toward the hall door.

His eyes were on Zhang Dai and Yu Youming, and then he fell heavily on Sang Yuan.

Seeing her cheeks red, her face tender and affectionate, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank instantly and stood up unconsciously.

The royal family's cultivation made him not show any strange expressions, but just presented the meeting ceremonially.

You Wuming's footsteps swelled, his head slightly raised, and he looked at Han Shaoling with a smile instead of a smile.

For a while, the two smiled together on their faces.

"Yuzhou King, Yumen is a farewell, I miss it."

"Korean King, the style is still the same."

This greeting will take as many fakes as possible.

Han Shaoling turned to Sang Yuan far away, without any movement for a while.

Sang far smiled and gave a gift. Seeing that Han Shaoling was still motionless, he smiled and looked at the sweaty Zhang Dai. He said: "I heard that Zhangzhou's roasted lamb with miso is a must. ?"

Zhang Dai reached the stage and hurriedly smiled: "Nature."

He simply raised two big palm fan slaps and patted heavily: "Feast!"

You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, leaned her head towards Sang far, and smiled, "Come."

He took her hand and took her to the seat.

Han Shaoling's eyes flickered and he stopped talking several times.

Just waiting to test out one or two, and suddenly heard a clear female voice ringing from the back of the side: "Sang is far?! Are you still attending Han Lang's fixed wife banquet! Why are you with You Wuming again! Your royal family, that's it Anything!"

Han Shaoling only felt a vertigo.

Marching in Zhangzhou, the road is far away, and naturally can only bring the dream worry-free around, often detoxification.

Just in a trance, I didn't realize that the guard behind me was quietly transferred by her again-this woman, as long as she wanted, seemed to be able to appear beside her at any time, changed to a guard for a while, and changed to a waiter for a while, these People can always be easily persuaded by her to open the door for her!

At this moment, when Meng Wuyou clamored out loudly, he didn't know what expression to make to save her face.

Anyway, since accepting the woman who dreamed of worrying, he has lost all his shame as a routine.

What can he do?Can only pretend not to hear this sudden question, staring blankly at Sang Yuan, breaking the jar and waiting for her answer.

Sang Yuan didn't even notice that Meng Wuyou slipped in from the outside and mingled with Han Shaoling's side-this so-called'hostess', the sense of existence was too weak.

She smiled lazily at Han Shaoling: "Hanzhou King, I haven't seen it in a few days. Your courtesy in Hanzhou is still uncomfortable."

Han Shaoling twitched his lower lip and turned his head to look at Meng Wuyou. He didn't know what to say for a while, but he said tiredly: "Can you go back first? Don't make trouble."

He turned his head and looked far away from Sang. There was a bit of fate concealed in the slightly sunken deep eyes: "Sovereign Sang wouldn't make fun of me. You don't know my situation."

Sang nodded far and said: "It is true. Life is life, life is the most important thing, face etiquette, after all, it is just a worldly vain, don't matter. King Hanzhou, you can understand your situation."

Han Shaoling held his forehead.

You Wuming held back a smile.

"You are right in this sentence!" Meng Wuyou lifted her face. "One day, you will understand that all men are created equal. Feudal ethics is just a weapon used by the ruling class to restrain people's thoughts! What is above everything? Every life is equal, noble, and has the right to freedom!"

Sang Yuan browed slightly.

It turned out that it was really through the heroine, or the kind that only shouted empty slogans.

Sang pondered for a moment, smiled, and looked up at the dream-free eyes. "You are right, life, everyone is only once, naturally equal. Everyone deserves the respect they deserve."

Meng Wuyou was quite surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so conscious!"

"I have it, but you don't have it." Sang dropped his face far away. "Regardless of who you are, if you question the privacy of others in public, is it respect for others? Do I have any people, who have you, and all It has nothing to do with you. Who I am with is my freedom. You speak of equality, freedom, and rights. I haven’t gotten married yet. Don’t I have the right to choose my favorite Langjun freely?”

Meng Wuyou's face changed slightly, for a while, her voice was much lower, she argued: "However, women should be self-respecting and self-respecting, if you are not clean and self-respecting, you are not self-respecting, can't you say it?"

Sang Yuan held back the utterly lifeless voice of Yin Xiao, and said slowly: "Youzhou King has not yet married, and I have already broken the contract with the Hanzhou King, and the two innocent people are together, just waiting for the big one Marriage, why do you say that you are not self-respecting? Is it because in your opinion, the name is not justified and followed by the husband of the woman, even the concubine is not counted, is this called self-respect and self-love?"

Sang chuckled sarcastically far, not looking at dreams and worry-free, only focusing on Han Shailing's Tieqing's face.

"Me, me, me and Han Lang are true love!" Meng Wuyou reddened her eyes, "He and others are just a marriage! Where are you, the royal family, where is love! You don't understand, arranged marriage is not Happy!"

"Oh, true love." Sang laughed lightly, "Your true love is really valuable. Compared with your true love, the companionship of others for many years has become a light-hearted "interest". Why should your mind be more valuable than others? Just because you are poor and white, but because you are useless? Just because you are weak, you have reason?"

Sang raised his eyebrows far away, gasping for breath without seeing the dream, and shook his head gently as if he could not speak.

"I never thought that the royal family should be superior, but in you, I don't see the slightest respect for others as a person. The other people saw me and called a "king girl", which is recognition of my identity. It’s like going to the medical hall, you should call a “healer”, and when you arrive at the school, you should call a “sir.” And you, somehow, have an inexplicable sense of superiority, yelling and screaming at others regardless of occasion , It’s really awkward and rude."

Meng Wuyou's face was crimson, and she was always clever, and she couldn't say a word at the moment.She couldn't think of it, Sang Yuan didn't even need to use identity rank to suppress people, but she could argue that she had nothing to say.

Sang fared a gift to Han Shaoling: "The King of Hanzhou is open-minded, affectionate, and does not care about these vain rites. I have nothing to say. But as a royal family, I really don't want others to slander the dignity of the Yunjing royal family!"

"Not bad!" Zhang Dai couldn't help but say, "Hanzhou King, it's not my old Zhang who said you, even my big boss, I've heard people talk about the women around you that are not so good, hey, it's better to be known, today At first sight, even my old cheeky face is ashamed for you!"

"You, you!" Meng stomped anxiously, "You are just born with a good life, and you are born as a royal family. If you are born humble, would you still be so high on the hillside and look down on people?"

Sang is very strange: "Isn't it said that all men are created equal? ​​How can they be arrogant and belittle their own background? A civilian is born, but he has an arrogant personality, and there are many people who can be respected no matter where they go. And you, under the guise of inexplicable superiority, under the guise of'equality', when you face a person with a higher status than you, you pretend to be disdainful; when you face a person with a lower status, you do not treat them as humans!

Sang Yuan's tone was more intense: "You have no worries and dreams, it's really hypocritical! Mother Zhang kindly helps you, you turn around and betrayed her in front of the Hanzhou king; Youzhou king's guard died for you , You don’t have any sense of gratitude or guilt in your heart at all; regardless of your low strength, you rushed into the pile of ghosts, so many people died for you, has your heart touched for a moment?! You regard them as life. Well, did you drop a tear for those who died because of you!"

Meng Wuyou's lips were trembling, her face pale, and she couldn't say a word.

Sang squeezed the lifeless hand quietly, leaning slightly, holding the desk, and slowly asked: "Dreamless, who gives you a sense of superiority? Do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?" ?"

She said so much today, in fact, it was for the moment.

Yumingmingming grasped the enlightenment, the low and charming voice accompanied her, and the dark star flickered in his eyes——

"Oh, do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?"