Chapter 29： Hakushu Fuyo

Huangfu Jun? !

Sang opened his eyes in shock, "How could it be him?"

"Well?" You Wuming lowered her head, and the dark pupil Ren Ding looked at her, "Xiao Sanguo has nothing to do with Huangfu Jun."

She glanced at him sideways, she stopped talking.

how to say? In the battle of defending the heavens, fortunately, Huangfu Jun turned the tide, saved the emperor from danger, and the villainous villain was desperate.

A legendary man is very strong and extremely strong. With the strength of a family, sheltering the entire Eastern Front, Shengsheng renamed'Huangfu State' as'Dongzhou', which means that the land of one state can no longer support the power of his Huangfu family. of.

Rumor has it that Huang Fujun is the man behind the female emperor. Out of love, he willingly stood behind her to be her most solid invisible backer.

Huang Fujun has another identity. He is a lifeless uncle.

His sister-in-law's sister is the old lady of the old Youwang, that is, the lifeless mother.

Therefore, if the "Old King Yui" is related to Huangfu Jun, it is both unexpected and reasonable.

"Dongzhou is so powerful, why do you do such a thing?" Sang frowned far away.

You Wuming gave a gentle whisper: "If Xiao Sanguo likes the land in Dongzhou, I will hit you down later and give you away."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

He turned his head to the side and sneered: "What's good, isn't it the production of golden pearls? If I can see that kind of thing, the entire Youzhou has already been planted with colorful!"

Spicy ears.

Sang far felt that it was necessary to popularize science: "Pearls are not cultivated, but are produced in mussels."

...

The 30,000 army was drawn in a strange and silent atmosphere.

You Wuming was expressionless, as if she had made up her mind not to talk to Sang far away, nor to others.

After traveling for more than a hundred miles, Sang couldn't help but ask, "Has the jade jade not been sent to the father? What happened to Dongzhou..."

A big hand interrupted her.

He leisurely put a hand on most of her face, covering her mouth.

His palm was dry and warm, with a thick cocoon, so pressing her, there was an indescribable sense of security.

"Don't mention that **** pearl." He sneered.

Sang was almost laughing.

When he finished talking, he let go of her, and her jaw twitched at her peak, meaning she could speak now.

Sang coughed far away and said in a straight voice: "Huangfu's family can't be underestimated. If you want to face him hard, I know you are not afraid, but it must be a fierce battle between two defeats. ?"

You Wuming smiled coldly: "Killing Huang Fujun, Jiang Yanji will lose a dog."

Sang Yuan felt that his expression was not appropriate. Huang Fujun was a wolf king, not a dog.

However, Mao Lu should not be turned against at this moment.

So she approached him very gossip and asked lowly: "Is it true that the rumors are true? Your uncle, Huangfu, really has an unspeakable relationship with the empress? If so, your opponent will be stronger. "

Youming looked to the distance: "They will all die."

Sang Yuanyuan: "Uh huh!"

You Wuming squinted at her, very dissatisfied: "Little Mulberry, you are perfunctory me."

She turned back and smiled at him, making him a little dizzy, and she turned her head back busy.

She was actually curious about what happened to Youmei before she became such a distorted big devil.

He was very weak since he was a child. When he was five years old, his heart attack almost couldn't survive. Fortunately, his uncle Huangfu Jun found his elixir, and he recovered his life.

To the only baby who had escaped from death, the old You Wang couple really held the pain like an eyeball, and also specially changed his name to lifeless, meaning that he was dead, so God don’t come to collect him again. .

The couple attaches great importance to this only heir, what to give. It stands to reason that such a person will either grow into a dude or a benevolence.

Who knows that after the devil's plump wings, the first thing is to destroy his house.

These things were narrated to his body after Huang Fujun decapitated his life.

Anyone who comes to see it will get a decisive evaluation-Youyou is desperate, a **** pervert.

Originally Sang was far like other people, thinking that this kind of metamorphosis was purely natural, but after she heard what his mother said to him in Ji Lingzhu, she realized that there must be An unknown and extremely important part.

It was this ring that led him to become what he is today.

It's a pity that I still can't ask.

Those who touch and die.

She leaned gently on his chest and pondered: "This matter, Sangzhou should be able to help you solve it."

You Wuming leaned her head, grabbed her head, turned her face to him, and looked strangely: "Xiao Sanguo, although I am very charming, but you are not the little girl who has never seen the world. I'm so overwhelmed?"

Sang thought about his own affairs from afar, his eyes a little dazed, and looked up at him: "Ah?"

You Wuming's mouth twitched: "Tell Yue Zhang to die in front of me? No, no, little mulberry, I can't do anything like this."

He added: "I am not Han Shaoling."

"Who is going to die," she snorted, "we will all live well together."

Eyes circling, red lips slightly pursed, a serious look, as if to promise the promise of life and life.

Youming's expression broke for a moment, and hurriedly broke her head back.

She clearly felt his heart jump abruptly twice more.

There was an airflow overhead.

When it was a palpitating instant, she breathed chaotically.

She hesitated for a moment and decided to take a risk.

She leaned gently on his chest, revealing a slender neck. She looked up at him, her eyes crossed her throat and landed on the smooth and beautiful jaw.

Her voice was very soft, with a little charm: "You didn't mean to make you upset again, would you kill me."

Youmei stared at her stiffly.

"You're distraught, why don't you kill?" She put a finger on his heart and rushed at his pair of tempting thin lips, exhaling like blue: "You can't bear it."

His forehead jumped clearly several times.

Lips squeezed even tighter, lips angled slightly downward. He stared at her, his eyes starting from the pair of eyes that contained the surplus autumn water, and slowly slid across the small bridge of the nose, brushed the ruddy lips, and fell to the neck.

The fragile, beautiful and elegant neck was exposed to him in such an undefended manner.

Just break it gently.

His breath is heavier.

It fell to her fair skin.

Then he saw clearly that a slight crimson color gradually appeared where his breath had passed.

She was dyed by him?

He was stunned, and his heart beat again twice.

On her cheek-scarred face, two small pear vortices were exposed: "If you can't bear it, don't let that cruel word go on."

"Look at me how to clean you up at night. Look at me reluctantly!" he said angrily, covering her ears.

Her lips curled slightly, gazing at him, bargaining with him: "Become first!"

He hesitated.

After a while, he said: "No. As soon as I let go, you will run away and never come back."

"I won't." She thought without thinking.

"Others will." He stood up with a faint expression. "No one will be assured of me. If they are really good for you, they will not want to put you in my hands."

Sang opened his mouth far, but found that he was telling the truth.

If he let her go to Mulberry, Sangzhou would never promise to marry her. They will hide her so that you can't find her for life.

"The matter of getting married slowed down, and the matter at hand was resolved first." After a brief silence, she raised her big smile again, "You're lifeless, can you promise me something?"

"You speak first."

"When our strength is not enough, don't rush into the sky, okay?" She hesitated for a moment, and said, "We can think long."

Tens of millions, don't break the cans and let the demons come in.

He was stunned: "Don't you want me not to touch you first. What are you talking about?"

She pursed her lips and smiled: "I like you, if you really want to touch, then touch, I am willing. We are accompanied by the night and night, in the eyes of others, we have already... In fact, it does not matter, innocent kind of thing, Where does it matter to you?"

You Wuming lowered her face: "Who dares to talk, I will let him shut his mouth forever."

"Will you turn the rumor into reality?" she asked him faintly.

Youming: "..."

With such a delicious and delicious little fruit, just put it in front of your eyes and watch every day.

What is the reason?

He said in a bad voice: "Having solved Han Shaoling, I will take you back to Sangzhou to discuss a marriage contract. They promised the best. If they didn't agree, I would take you straight away, Kaifeng."

Unconsciously, he gave in another step.

"Okay." She ignored the "Kaifeng" that was a ghost, and smiled sweetly at him.

You Wuming felt dizzy again, he thought, it must be because the injury was not completely healed.

He felt that it should not be tempted by her in a short time.

This woman, who didn't know what it was made of, was like a soft crystal ball, which caused people to want to eat her in one bite, but was not willing to give it up.

He was a little unsure whether such a small mulberry, after eating it, would really make him lose interest as those people said.

It's okay to stay for a while.

Everything is under control.

He raised his head and looked proudly into the distance, deciding to ignore her.

"Don't talk to me again until you arrive at Yumenguan." He whispered arrogantly.

Sang was far from idle.

She just wanted to practice quietly for a while.

She was immersed in her mind and felt the wood spirit around her. A few days ago, she felt that she knew she was about to advance.

The lush green spirit slowly enters into the body, and the color of the grass-green spirits in the body gradually changes, becoming pinkish green and greenish, which seems to be a little lighter, but in fact it removes the yellow layer that was originally glowing. , Only pure green remains.

Sang Yuan was slightly burnt.

In this state, she has tried several times. When the colors are about to stabilize, they recede like a tide, leaving only a light flooded grass green, as if mocking her.

She knew this was the so-called bottleneck.

At the beginning, when she was washing her muscles and cutting her marrow, it was far more thorough than ordinary people. According to popular saying, it was pure roots and superior qualifications.

In the process of spiritual practice, the speed of absorbing spiritual essence is indeed far more than ordinary people, but after these days of cultivation, I found that I should encounter a bottleneck or a bottleneck, and there is no feeling of being open at all.

At this moment, she once again hit the bottleneck, and she clearly felt the lack of strength. Seeing that she was at the door, Ling Yun was unable to connect again, and she still fell short.

The spirit of the whole body is covered with grass green, and the layer of pink green representing the promotion is scattered towards the surroundings, which will soon become the source of the wood spirit and return to the world.

Sang sighed far away, and decided to rest for a moment, nourish the energy and try to shock.

At this moment, a violent vortex of swift energy was suddenly generated, and those wood spirits in the escape had no resistance and were wrapped in the vortex and rushed into her body.

Sang was far from thinking about it, and kept them on.

In an instant, the mind was clear for a while, the whole body was full of light, and the pink and green color flowed through the body, and a full sense of power was felt.

Advancement!

She took a long breath and opened her eyes.

It was already night.

She turned back subconsciously and looked at You Wu Ming. She knew that he had helped her.

A chandelier was walking on the side, and Yingying was shining coldly on the beautiful face of Youmei's excessive whiteness, making him look like a cold and pretty killer Yan Luo.

He glanced at her with a glance of pride in his dark eyes, as if to say-things that are as difficult for you as the sky, but for me it is just a lifting of hands, no need to thank me, I will not care you.

So Sang Yuan looked away calmly.

Youming: "..."

She has no time to entertain him at this moment.

After advancing to the second level of Lingyin, the most significant change is that the subtle sounds around have become clearer.

Originally in such a quiet wilderness, when I focused on listening, only a whole piece of white noise could be captured by my ear.

But at the moment, those voices clearly separated the veins. As long as she listened to it, she could distinguish which small bugs are active, who are whispering, and which are the'簌簌' from the natural growth of vegetation. sound.

She could feel that these sounds were transmitted among the trees and the ground, resonating with the pink-green spirit in her body.

There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart.

Now she can be 100% sure. At that time, the uncensored ability at the time was just a bonus skill for the advancement.

With the improvement of the cultivation base, the range that she can perceive will definitely become larger and clearer, as long as there are plants and trees, nothing can hide her ears!

It turns out that the spirit root is pure to the extreme, and there are still some benefits.

Sang took a deep breath, intending to make persistent efforts and continue to practice, maybe for a while, lifeless and unsightly, Duan gave her a bit, hard work for several days.

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

The lifeless body moved lazily.

He took out a flooded jade slip and handed it to Sang Yuan.

"Yu Wuming." In the jade jade, a trembling voice came out, "What happened to you, little sister?"

Jade Jane has been delivered to Sangdu!

Sang Yuan was about to take the answer from Yu Jian, and he saw You Wuming whish and withdrew his hand, put Yu Jian to his mouth, and said maliciously, "Eat, what do you want me to do."

Opposite the jade jade, a few breaths were heard clearly.

The roar of the Sangzhou King’s lion roared: "Straight to death!"

Sang hurriedly turned back, grabbed the lifeless wrist, and stared at him in disappointment.

He hummed and shook his jade with his hands together.

She blinked her eyes and burst into tears.

Youming: "...There are too many."

He took out seven or eight pieces in succession and photographed her in the palm.

"Can I speak to them alone?" She looked at him with shyness on her face. "In front of you, there are some words that I am really embarrassed to say."

You Wuming was not very happy, and lifted her chin toward the distance, saying, "Just, no one can hear the voice of Sang Chengyin."

Look, it's all called outdated.

Sang smiled shyly from far away, holding Yu Jian in one hand, holding his arm in the other, turning down Yunjian Beast, and ran to the distance.

Youwu stared at her back, her dark eyes gradually deepening.

Her voice went farther and farther--

"Father, the thing that killed us is actually like this..."

You Wuming slapped her short-lived head on and off, saying, "Look, I gave her a chance. If she wants to run or count me, then she will become the poorest person in the world. I will not sympathize with her!"

Nasal spray for a short life. It feels that the owner just likes to think too much.

But then again, if you don't want too much, its owner has already become a dead person.

So shouldn’t you think too much? Short-lived thinks this question is too esoteric. Although it has a big head, it really can't understand it.

"You said," Youming's voice was more brisk, "If she wants to count me, what will she say to me when she returns? Does it say—"

He squeezed his voice, shook his body, learned the woman’s voice and tone, and said, "You Wuming, rest assured, I have persuaded the father, as long as you go back to Sangzhou with me, you can solve everything. !"

He paused for a moment, his breath was silent, and his voice was stained with a sullen killing intention: "It is impossible to solve. Jiang Yanji will not recognize the evidence. Such a good opportunity, you can let the dog come to bite me, how can she miss it."

"All want me to die." He slowly raised his head. "I will let you die first."

"There is no one in this world who will really be kind to me... What if she likes me, she can't be an enemy to the whole world for me. You see, once there is such a little chance, she will carry me What to do, arrange for her own way...I will kill her, and kill when she comes back! Unless..."

"She came to kiss me first. Well, then I will let her live a little longer." He reached out the tip of the red letter and slowly touched his lips.

He shook his hairy head for a short life and sighed for a long time.

At this moment, Sang Yuan had just finished discussing with her parents and elders. She held the last jade slip and stood in the distance, quietly listening to the fatal self-talk.

She often whispered to herself when she knew he was alone.

Sure enough, he still could not believe her.

This man is too insecure.

She squeezed the last jade jade, and repeated the plan agreed between Fang Cai and her father and brother in her heart, then took a breath, and ran back to the lifeless side.

He pulled the reins lazily, and his dark eyes looked at her quietly, unable to see the emotions.

After all, he is a true king.

When he doesn't want others to see his emotions, he is a deep sea, and no one can spy.

He rode on the cloud beast and looked down at her from the top.

She didn't speak rashly either, her **** undulated violently, as if she was breathless for a while.

The dancers on the tip of the knife are always testing their acting skills.

She knows that when you find something short-lived in the Great Wall, you will definitely be suspicious. In addition, she heard those words about the ‘lord’, and he must have guessed that she has a certain ability in hearing which is different from ordinary people.

Therefore, what he said was true and true.

If she really kissed him as soon as she came back, that would be the end — he would have determined that all she did was to cater to him, not to her heart.

She gasped for a while, and finally her breath evened out.

She smiled at him.

"I negotiated a strategy with my father." She bent her eyes. "You come over with your ears, and I said I will listen to you."

The corners of her lips were flying, and her small face was full of pride.

You Wu was stunned.

He rolled his eyes slowly for half a circle, a smile on his lips, he leaned over, and put his ears in front of her.

She tipped her toes a little, her arms around his neck, her nose against his black hair, and whispered softly in his ear.

In a few moments, she let go of him and raised her eyebrows higher, and asked him with a tone of praise: "How?"

He stood up and looked at her for a moment.

She looked up at her face and looked straight at him with pride and complacency.

You Wuming smiled suddenly: "Only when Sang Chengyin is in trouble, can he have a certain degree of credibility."

He thought about it carefully, and he didn't seem to have much flaws.

If Sangzhou has the sincerity to shoot.

"Little Sanguo," he raised his head arrogantly, and glanced at her from top to bottom, "If you only talk about this matter, why not avoid me?"

I saw two faint reds on her face.

The big watery eyes flashed twice, and the girl's peculiar shyness overflowed, making his throat unconsciously dry.

"I'm afraid you can't help yourself until you get married..." She held her hands in front of her and unconsciously pinched her nails. "I asked my mother, if you are a husband and wife for the first time, is there anything you should pay attention to..."

You Wuming was stunned, her throat rolled up and down, and her voice suddenly became dumb: "What did the mother-in-law say."

"My mother said that if you can wait until you get married, that would be the best. She will prepare the dowry for me. If you really can’t wait, you can take Baizhou specialty products, hibiscus, and apply it, you can, you can... Minimize injury pain..."

Her voice was getting smaller, and at the end, it was almost unheard of.

Youmei raised her lips happily.

"it is good."

He took her on a short-lived back, wrapped her arms around her, put her chin on her shoulder, and looked at her red earlobe, feeling in a good mood.

"Little Sanguo," he said charmingly, "you don't want to kiss me?"

She looked around and whispered: "Too many people."

You Wuming laughed, pulling the reins, and short life left the army far behind.

Their first kiss was on the wilderness.

At this moment, it seems that the scene is reappearing.

Today there is no moon, a little star shines in each other's eyes, the night is filled, and only a silhouette of two people.

He hooked her chin with his fingertips and lowered his head, not eager to kiss her, but felt her breath carefully.

"Little Mulberry." Qingrun's voice was stained with hoarseness. "Teach you so many times, what should I learn?"

Her heart panicked inexplicably.

The atmosphere was very wrong. His breath seemed to be everywhere. Drilling into her pores made her dizzy and her heartbeat became louder and louder.

Breathing slowly, he finally kissed.

A wave of panic rose from the bottom of my heart and swung to the limbs.

For a moment, his tenderness deepened, his hands tightened tighter, and he wished he could kill the person in his arms.

As the army approached, he let go of her, exhaled gently, and said dumbly: "Furong fat, cut Han Shaoling, and take you to buy it immediately!"