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

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Watching Short Life fleeing from the battlefield, You Wuming waved his backhand, picked up the orange Inextinguishable Fire in his palm, and threw it into the pile of corpses below him.

Immediately, the knife wind slashed downwards and charged up, only to see flesh and blood flying across the ambush area, flames everywhere, and chaos.

Han Shaoling stopped outside the ambush circle and squinted his eyes.

too messy. Just now when he saw You Wuming's war cavalry fall down, Han Shaoling knew that it was the people from Yinyue Pavilion who made the move. The next moment, he saw the ghost corpses in the field explode like flowers, bursting into flames. It seemed that there was a ferocious and violent force just around the corner.

Han Shaoling knew that this was a special fire made by Yinyue Pavilion, it was very powerful, once it was blown up, there was no way for You Wuming to escape completely!

Thinking that Sang Yuanyuan was also at the center of the battle, Han Shaoling gritted his teeth secretly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his eyes showed determination—forget it, she chose the wrong person herself, life and death are life and death, and there is no one to blame.

Sang Yuan also sensed the energy fluctuations around him, and was about to move when he suddenly felt You Wuming's body leaning forward and clinging to her.

He covered one ear with his cheek and the other ear with his palm.

She felt a burst of scorching heat coming, and before she could react, she saw flames bursting into the sky around her!

Across Youwuming's body, she could even hear the rumble and tremor.

He continued to swing the knife, sweeping away all kinds of strange things that splashed, a pair of black eyes stared straight ahead, and led her to walk through the chaos.

He pressed his brows and eyes, the corners of his lips drooped slightly, and his expression was extremely focused. A strand of black hair hung down and fell on his lips, reflecting a little fire light, making his face extremely white.

The explosive fire prepared by the ambush soldiers was lit by You Wuming with an inextinguishable fire. Accompanied by the rain of blood, it exploded beautifully.

like fireworks.

It's just sprinkled all over your head and face.

You Wuming didn't try to hide either. Sang knew far away that he would use the blood to create the illusion of injury.

When the fire light gradually fell, he let go of her ears, and said 'tsk': "I washed it for you for nothing. Little Sangguo, go back and wash it again. This time, it will definitely satisfy you, and I won't tell you to wait for nothing again."

She froze for a moment, then remembered the words she deliberately said to him outside the hall, and felt the blood rushing to her forehead, and her ears became hot uncontrollably.

He really is a man! No matter the time or the occasion, that kind of thing can always be in my mind!

"You just lighted the fire, aren't you afraid that my wife is still below?" She decisively changed the subject.

You Wuming lowered the green light on the knife to seven feet, and said casually: "If you die, don't worry."

He took a step sideways, and his foot suddenly limped.

Sang was startled from a distance, and hurriedly lowered his head to look, and saw that his left leg was on fire, and he could tell at a glance that it was burned into the flesh. He dragged his left leg crookedly, and took two steps staggeringly.

She was a little absent-minded, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the fake for a moment.

He just smiled in his ear and said, "My leg is broken."

This tone is exactly the same as when he said 'Short Life, your leg is broken' just now.

She looked at the actor curiously.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison. Compared with You Wuming's short-lived acting skills, it seems very exaggerated and unnatural at all.

I saw You Wuming raised his chin arrogantly, with a sneer on his lips, pretending that he didn't care about the broken leg at all.

incredible.

If he showed a weak appearance, Han Shaoling might still be suspicious. And with his current appearance, no matter who he asks to see, he will never guess that he is pretending. Sure enough, the strongest acting skills are returning to basics and acting in true colors.

The rain of blood fell to the ground, and everything calmed down temporarily. In the flames all over the ground, there were many humanoid corpses mixed with the dead demon corpses, which were burnt to give off bursts of scorched stench.

You Wuming held the knife and looked out of the circle of fire with a grinning grin.

Han Shaoling stood on top of the mighty Cloud Beast, holding a halberd in one hand, his gaze was cold.

He raised the halberd very slowly, pointing the tip at You Wuming.

You Wuming pulled his lips, smiled softly, raised the knife to the level of his eyes, the blue light shook, and swung out more than ten feet again.

This is the limit of the seventh heaven of Lingyao Realm.

Han Shaoling looked on coldly, seeing You Wuming was in a mess, his left leg was still on fire and hadn't had time to pat it out, so he hurriedly exerted all his strength, knowing in his heart that he was at the end of his strength.

"You Wuming," Han Shaoling casually waved a few powerful white awns, ruthlessly strangled the underworld demon that attacked You Wuming and himself, and then said loudly, "I killed you today not because of personal grievances, but because of For the sake of the overall situation, you can go with peace of mind, people of Youzhou, I will take over for you, and I will not make them suffer any more grievances."

You Wuming laughed sinisterly, lazily raised the hand on Sang Yuan's shoulder, stretched out a slender finger, and nodded Han Shaoling in vain: "This hypocrisy is exactly the same as a fake. .”

Naturally, Han Shaoling would not care about a dying person, he smiled lightly, and turned to Sang Yuan: "The disaster is worse than weak girls. Princess Sang, please step aside, I will protect you from any danger."

"Look down on me? Who wants you to protect me?" Sang glanced at him from a distance.

Her nineteen ultimate piranhas have long been ready to move. In the eyes of others, this wave of ghosts is a ferocious barrier, but to her it is a nutritious fodder. She can completely form five rings and eat all the way back, and she can squat on whichever ring she wants,

All are safe.

Han Shaoling was startled, shook his head and smiled: "Princess Sang, I know you don't like Meng Wuyou, but the way you said this out of self-control at the moment is exactly the same as her usual style."

Sang Yuan thought to himself, 'This is a winning ticket, and they are starting to suppress me. Boring routine. '

"When the underworld demon comes, he will put flowers."

You Wuming exhorted in a low voice, and swayed a sword light with his backhand, clearing a large area of ​​the surrounding demons. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, he left Sang far away, stomped heavily on his toes, and his body resembled a Lightly flitting up like a big black butterfly, it went straight to Han Shaoling!

Han Shaoling laughed loudly, and waved his halberd to meet him.

Facing You Wuming, Han Shaoling didn't dare to be careless, even though You Wuming seemed to be seriously injured at the moment, but the trapped beast would still fight, and the counterattack on the verge of death was the most vicious.

He didn't suspect that You Wuming's injuries were fake - the fire on his left leg had obviously burned into his bones. The assassins in the surrounding Yinyue Pavilion were wiped out, not a single one was left alive, and it was absolutely impossible for You Wuming to remain unscathed. What's more, he even left Sang Yuan on the same spot, saying that he was not at the end of his battle, who would believe it?

Despite thinking this way, Han Shaoling still resorted to a secret technique that no one knew about.

On the long halberd, suddenly there was thunder and lightning 'cracking', and the white spiritual energy light was covered with purple lightning. In an instant, a thunder dragon with its teeth and claws jumped out of the halberd, Han Shaoling's spiritual energy flickered , The storm rises from the ground!

"The thunder dragon comes out of the abyss!"

The metallic spirituality formed a hurricane and poured into Han Shaoling's body. The extremely swift and violent waves of spirituality continuously poured towards the thunder dragon on the halberd. Seeing the thunder dragon roaring up to the sky, it was shocking. The skin is numb.

There is no life, and it has been swept halfway.

It's too late to turn around now.

Han Shaoling used all his strength, his eyes were locked on the ghostly figure in the midair, and he stabbed forward heavily with the halberd in his hand, and he saw a startled dragon come out of the abyss, and with the power of thousands of thunder and lightning, it blasted towards You Wuming!

In the dazzling thunder light, You Wuming's face was reflected coldly, and the corners of his exquisite and unparalleled lips suddenly evoked a slight smile.

At this moment, the first thought that flashed through Han Shaoling's mind was—this dog is really born very well.

Seeing You Wuming again this time, Han Shaoling clearly felt that some inexplicable changes had taken place in him. If this person was like a black swamp before, now it is more like a deep pool of calm water.

You Wuming, who is not wrapped in gloom, can obviously easily take away the title of 'the most handsome man in the cloud realm'. Han Shaoling felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

The lifeless Daomang collided with Thunder Dragon.

As expected by Han Shaoling, the green light had no power to resist at all, and it disappeared in an instant.

Han Shaoling gathered all his strength again, and stabbed You Wuming heavily—the more he got to such a critical moment, the more he couldn't relax in the slightest. Be sure to hit it with one blow and behead a powerful enemy so that he will never turn over!

Han Shaoling, who was doing his best at this moment, was also at the end of his strength.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a very light laugh suddenly came out.

Cold to the bone.

Suddenly, a pair of fire wings spread out, You Wuming held the knife in both hands, and raised it above his head, a blue flame ignited on the blade, and the flame, when he looked at it, he felt his heart was severely burned, as if there was no power in the world, Dare to shake it hard.

The surrounding air is burned away, forming a short vacuum.

Under the pressure of this terrifying flame power, the spiritual storm gathered by Han Shaoling instantly dispersed into a violent air current.

The horror in his eyes didn't have time to condense into shape.

Youwuming's heavy knife has been chopped down neatly!

The low "heh" sound was hoarse and cold, full of strength and self-confidence.

Qing Yan touched Thunder Dragon.

I saw the white golden spirit cluster densely gathered into thunder, making an extremely ear-piercing sound of '嗤', and immediately, Thunder Dragon didn't even have time to make a struggling gesture, and was broken into two!

The flame blade cut straight down!

Jin Lingyun has always been known for his tenacity, but under the destructive blue flames, he has no resistance at all. Wherever the black knife passes, there is no obstacle, and he will break through to the end!

Han Shaoling only had time to raise the long halberd in his hand, and supported the body of the halberd with both hands, blocking the blade.

"Ding———"

"Crack——"

The halberd broke in two without any accident.

Han Shaoling's body sank heavily, and the war cavalry under his seat was crushed into a bloody flower by the shocking force!

He knelt down amidst the flesh and blood on the ground.

With a sweet throat, Dapeng's blood gushed out from his mouth.

When arranging the assassination, Han Shaoling deliberately moved the 20,000 cavalry farther away to trick You Wuming into relaxing his vigilance, and at the same time prevent You Wuming from escaping by mixing into the crowd.

At this moment, he was being counter-killed, and the army under his command could not rescue him in time!

You Wuming landed on both feet, first looked back at Sang Yuanyuan, seeing that she was fine, then moved his fingers lazily, and gripped the handle of the knife again.

Qingyan has already been submerged into the blade, Youwuming standing in front of Han Shaoling at this moment is nothing special.

Han Shaoling raised his head.

He supported the broken halberd and leaned on the ground without falling down.

"It's you...you broke through!" Han Shaoling looked a little dazed, "Above Lingyao, what is it?"

You Wuming's black eyes slowly turned: "You don't need to know."

He lightly raised the knife in his hand, pointed it at Han Shaoling's neck, and swung it without hesitation.

go.

Han Shaoling closed his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

If you lose, you lose.

There is nothing unwilling to be defeated and killed by others. This kind of battle, no matter whether you win or lose, you just feel happy. If You Wuming is defeated today, he, Han Shaoling, will cherish each other, but he will never show any mercy.

No one is destined to be the protagonist, everyone will fail and become a stepping stone for others.

He feels the wind.

After the wind, the cold blade is hidden.

Youwuming's knife is the heaviest, fastest and coldest.

Beheaded by such a knife, there should be no chance to feel pain.

His body was slightly tense, and his whole body was numb.

Seeing that a generation of kings is about to die under the blade!

Just when the strong wind was blowing Han Shaoling's disheveled temple hair, and the blade was about to cut through his flesh, suddenly there was a thunderbolt, which fell from the sky above his head and hit the blade of Youwuming!

At that moment, no one had time to react.

The black knife was slammed away by the huge force of heaven and earth, but it barely let go, You Wuming spurted blood, and retreated three steps in a row!

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stabbed the black knife under his feet with his backhand. He supported the handle of the knife with both hands, and stretched his flame wings to withstand the blow of thunder.

There was a loud bang, and with You Wuming as the center of the circle, a terrifying shock wave swept across the surroundings, and the corpse of the underworld demon was crushed into pieces and splashed in all directions.

This turn of events was caught off guard, and Sang Yuan had no time to regain his composure when he saw the second thunderbolt descending again, pointing directly at You Wuming!

Sang Yuan was startled and looked up.

I saw a cloud of seven-colored thunderclouds above the head at some point, and this strange thunder and lightning came from that thundercloud.

Sang Yuan gasped, and looked at Han Shaoling——Han Shaoling, who was also in the center of the thunderstorm, was not damaged at all. At this moment, his expression was astonished, and he stared blankly at You Wuming who was knocked back by the thunder.

This thunder is protecting Han Shaoling. Two words that made her hair stand on end flashed in Sang Yuan's mind—Heaven and Tao.

Without thinking, she ran towards the field!

The second thunder fell on You Wuming.

His knee was bent heavily.

The fire wings ignited a more dazzling flame to fight against this catastrophe.

He panted heavily, clenched the hilt of the knife with the blood-oozing tiger's mouth, and the blue flame was rekindled on the black knife.

The shock wave blasted to the four fields, and Sang Yuanyuan, who was rushing to the center of the battle, only felt a heavy blow in the chest. She swallowed the blood rushing to her lips, and continued to pounce on You Wuming, while raising her hands, throwing piranhas , Attack Han Shaoling directly!

The third thunder quickly condensed.

She looked up, and found that the seven-colored thundercloud that appeared in mid-air at some unknown time had dissipated.

This is the last thunder!

You Wuming's lips curled up into a sinister smile, and he slashed his sword towards the sky.

As the sun set, the golden afterglow fell down on Youwuming's face and the knife. This touch from nature seemed extremely ironic at this moment.

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog. No benevolence is the most benevolent.

If there is partiality and selfishness, then what is the natural way of heaven!

You Wuming let out a low growl, above the edge of the blade, the green flame was blazing!

A pair of dark eyes were filled with cruelty and determination.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, raised his sword and beheaded Han Shaoling again!

He was planning to ignore Luo Lei and use his body to forcefully attack this blow, and he also wanted to cut this so-called son of destiny under the knife!

Han Shaoling has gathered some strength at this moment.

He leaned on the ground with one hand, his eyes were as cruel as You Wuming. He held the half-cut halberd with the head of the halberd, and his arm had gathered enough strength. As soon as You Wuming entered the attack range, he would use the lightning strike to pierce his heart!

Sang Yuan's shout was drowned in the thunder.

The third thunderbolt is here!

Youwuming's slender body leaped up in a flash of thunder, and Qing Yan jumped over the thunder and slashed down heavily!

At the same moment, Han Shaoling, who was kneeling on one knee, raised the half-cut halberd in his hand, regardless, and stabbed You Wuming straight!

'Puff--'

'噗嘻——'

'Boom—'

The thunder swayed all over the field, and the strongest thunderbolt took away all the light between the sky and the earth, and the eyes were all white. For a moment, no one knew what happened.

The huge man-eating flower buds scattered into countless fine particles of light, which descended like fireworks.

Beside his ears, there was a sharp hum that was temporarily deaf.

Vision restored.

Han Shaoling was the first to lower his head slowly and look at himself.

I saw the entire left shoulder, the arm, and the small half of the sternum sliding down towards the ground. The chest cavity was exposed to the air without any cover, and the cool wind blowing directly hurt the beating heart in the chest cavity.

Just now, he only had time to tilt his head to avoid the vital point, and his arm was cut off from his shoulder by the heavy knife, almost slicing his heart.

The severe pain came belatedly, he raised his numb eyes and looked in front of him.

He raised his right hand, holding a half-cut halberd in his hand, and just pierced a body.

Hot blood flowed down the body of the halberd to his hand, and he looked along the meandering blood stream, and saw the woman's petite body pierced by the broken halberd.

Sang Yuan was stabbed by the broken halberd. She rushed forward and used her body to stop You Wuming's heart attack.

You Wuming had already been pushed aside by her, and after shaking the thunder forcibly, his appearance was also extremely tragic, saying

The blood gushed wildly, and he couldn't struggle for a while.

Han Shaoling let go of his hand as if he had been scalded.

Then he saw Sang staggered two steps away, and rushed towards You Wuming with a broken halberd.

Then she fell softly into his arms.

"Sang, Sang..." Han Shaoling gasped, ignoring the pain of his broken arm, struggling to get up.

As soon as he moved, he felt the wind blowing into his chest cavity, causing severe tingling pain in all his internal organs.

The blow he was forced to fight with You Wuming had already seriously injured him.

But You Wuming, who was trying his best to eat Luo Lei, wanted to slash at him. Fortunately, with the help of Shen Lei, the strength and flames on the knife were dissipated, otherwise it would not be as simple as throwing away a shoulder.

Trembling, Han Shaoling tore off his shirt, used his teeth to help, wrapped the wound around a few times indiscriminately, then sat down on the ground, panting heavily, staring at You Wuming. At this moment, both sides have lost their ability to act, and they can calm down the situation only by waiting for their own people to come over.

"You Wuming, you are dead." Han Shaoling said, spitting blood.

You Wuming looked a little dazed.

Doesn't seem to understand what's going on.

He dazedly caught Sang Yuanyuan who was rushing towards him. He moved mechanically, suppressed the violently trembling hands, and instinctively pulled out the broken halberd that pierced her chest, then tore off the hem of his clothes to wrap up the wound for her, and then put This little soft, trembling body hugged her in front of her, staring down at her blankly, without blinking her eyes.

"Are you okay?" She looked up at him, and blood gushed from her mouth as she spoke.

You Wuming squeezed out all his strength, hugged her arm tightly, and shook his head.

"I can't die. Little Sanguo, will you die?" He asked quickly.

"Probably not," she vomited blood again, "watch carefully, don't let me sleep."

"Oh." You Wuming nodded blankly.

She closed her eyes and smiled: "It's okay, I tried it out, that's all."

"Well," he said, "that's all."

The so-called 'way of heaven' is nothing more than that.

The sound of rumbling hooves gradually approached.

The enemy is coming! But You Wuming couldn't even move his position.

"People from Han Shaoling." You Wuming panted heavily, his teeth almost biting Sang Yuanyuan's ear, "Little Sanguo, how about this, I will give you my life and cultivation. He will not kill you. From now on, you Live well."

At this moment, what he thought in his heart had nothing to do with revenge.

"Are you trying to make my life worse than death? You Wuming, do you hate me so much?" She pouted her blood-stained red lips and said angrily, "Who said that you must take me with you when you die? For a man, I really can't believe it."

After saying a few more words, he felt that his eyes turned black, and there were dots of dark golden light shining in the darkness, his handsome face became blurred, leaving only a swaying outline.

The numb wound began to tingle, and there was a sharp humming in the ears.

She felt a little cold.

"Sang Yuanyuan, don't sleep."

You Wuming's voice sounded very nervous.

She even heard a trill.

She thought dazedly, it turns out that a person like him would also be afraid...

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, facing his direction, trying to gather her spirit.

"Take me, live or die, take me with you." She squeezed his fingers with all her strength.

Immediately, she fell softly on his body, panting lightly.

You Wuming took a deep breath, and put trembling fingers on her neck veins, and found that her life was safe, she couldn't help but relax a little. With a sweep of sight, he found that Hanzhou's cavalry was approaching rapidly, and the vanguard was less than a hundred feet away!

He suffered three lightning strikes, and it was as if ten thousand thunder bugs were gnawing on his body, unable to exert any strength. I just thought that Xiao Sang Guo was going to die, so I tied my heart to her body, but I didn't feel the pain. At this moment, my mind was slightly relaxed, and suddenly the pain was so painful that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Apart from grinning, I couldn't show any other expression up.

He held her tightly with one hand, leaned on the knife in the other hand, and wanted to stand up.

"Han... Shao... Ling..."

Looking several feet away with red eyes, I saw that Han Shaoling was already struggling to get up, wanting to pick up the severed arm that fell aside—as long as he picked it up, there was always a way to put it back together!

In two or three more breaths, Han Shaoling's heavy cavalry will run over here, rescue their lord, and kill the immobile You Wuming!

You Wuming fixedly stared at Han Shaoling's hand stretching out towards the broken arm, bloody anger surged in his eyes.

It's been too long, too long, he hasn't felt like this moment, feeling powerless—it's all done like this, is he even going to lose the last bit of victory?

"You, Wu, life," Han Shaoling vomited blood and smiled, "You lost, wait for me to heal your hand, I will definitely use this hand to destroy you... Youzhou!"

You Wuming couldn't even use the strength to grit his teeth.

Just when Han Shaoling's trembling hands grabbed onto the severed arm on the ground, he saw a big black and red head suddenly emerge from the pile of corpses behind him. , jumped past Han Shaoling, and snatched away his unsteady arm in one gulp!

The black and red lightning didn't stay for a moment, and with Han Shaoling's left arm in its mouth, it came to You Wuming's body, turned around and braked suddenly, lowered its waist, almost using a 'shovel' posture, and smashed You Wuming and Sang It got far on his back.

Then he spread his four hooves, and like a whirlwind of blood, he swept past the wave of ghosts and demons.

The accident came unexpectedly, Han Shaoling's arm was gone in a dazed effort, the dying You Wuming was gone, and the little mulberry fruit that was held in the palm of his hand was gone!

The black and red furry lightning flew towards the distance.

"My lord! You..." The cavalry had arrived, and seeing Han Shaoling missing a shoulder and arm, the leading general's eyes were tearing apart, and he knelt down in front of Han Shaoling in pain.

Han Shaoling took a deep breath, raised his single arm, and swung it forward——

"kill!"

The cavalry began to charge, and the crossbowmen unleashed their bows and arrows. Arrows rained down like locusts, and rushed towards the figure that was flying away.

Under the rain of arrows, You Wuming had already adjusted her posture, holding the rein with one hand, holding the soft Sang far away in front of her body, and protecting her shoulders, chest and abdomen with the other hand.

Although Short Life is fast, it runs very steadily without any bumps.

"Why don't you bite him to death!" You Wuming said weakly and disgustedly.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned his big furry head and looked at him with contempt.

"Ao Wu." Short life said vaguely with Han Shaoling's arm in his mouth.

Sangyuan understood its dog words once again in a strange way-why should I seek death if you are not dead.

She couldn't help but think of the original plot, after You Wuming died in battle in Tiandu, Short Life knew that he was going to die, but he still rushed towards Jiang Yanji, and was finally thrown into the flames by Huangfu Jun.

A drop of crystal tears ran across the corner of Sang Yuan's smiling lips, and flew away quietly in the wind. Although her body was in excruciating pain and the crisis of life and death had not yet been resolved, at this moment, she felt strangely happy.

Everyone is still there.

Short life dashed left and right, avoiding the rain of arrows coming from behind.

Without You Wuming to help it shoot down those arrows, its movements were extremely embarrassing, and it was almost shot several times.

You Wuming took a deep breath, and there was a hint of chill in his voice: "Where did I die?"

If it had been present just now, it would have given Han Shaoling a fatal blow!

Where did the dead go? !

The author has something to say: Ah, ah, ah, you are too strong! Why are there so many nutrient solutions! ! !

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