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

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Today was their wedding day.

You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuan's small hand, as if afraid that she would suddenly regret and run away.

"Little Sanguo," his eyes were slightly fluttering, and his tone was rather uncomfortable, "the environment here will not be too good."

"It's fine with you." She replied in a low voice.

You Wuming looked a little dizzy.

The two looked at each other and hurriedly looked away.

The temperature in his palm rose rapidly, as if it was going to be burned to the bottom of her heart.

The simple bridal chamber will be ready soon.

The defense line of Baizhou has been breached by the demons, and at this moment, there must be no good goods for weddings. The soldiers hunted inland, found a whole set of unused New Year's bedding from nowhere, felled some firewood, and caught hundreds of giant field frogs. A bonfire wedding banquet was set up in the open and flat area under the Great Wall.

With a cursory glance, one knows that when it gets dark, this flat area must be full of lively bonfires.

Everyone's face is filled with joy.

During this period of time, I was rolling in the sea of ​​blood purgatory every day, and the comrades I knew well died one after another, and the hearts of the soldiers were already covered with a tragic cloud of blood. Today's happy event has diluted the sadness a lot, making everyone feel joyful and joyful from the bottom of their hearts.

A vague premonition filled everyone's minds—this war was about to end.

"Why are they happier than us?" Sang looked at these busy soldiers unconsciously humming a ditty from a distance, feeling rather surprised.

You Wuming slowly bent down and whispered in her ear: "Soon, we will be happier."

After all, he didn't get up immediately, but continued to infuse her with his hot breath.

The heavy breath fell on her flowery cheeks, instantly covering her with a bright crimson color.

The bridal chamber has been arranged.

It was originally a storage room, and it was washed repeatedly by active soldiers. Every corner was cleaned as clean as possible. There are two old candlesticks on the table. The workmanship is exquisite, and you can tell which one it is from It was collected from the ruins of riches and honor.

The happy candles on the candlesticks are a little hot on the eyes.

The one on the left is a red candle, but there is nothing wrong with it, but the one on the right is very weird. Because the second red candle could not be found, the clever soldiers peeled off a layer of the red candle on the left, melted it, and stuck it on the outside of the white candle.

Next to the candlestick were two suspicious cups, and beside it was a jug of bad-quality wine.

This cup of wine... forget it.

Looking at the bed again, there is a whole set of quilts, neatly spread out.

You can tell it's new at a glance, it's the kind of old goods that have been overstocked in the warehouse of the cloth workshop for a long time and have never been sold - but the color of the folded corners has changed, and there are gray creases on the corners. At first glance, it looks like a plaid sheet.

Sang Yuanyuan: "Puff ha ha ha!"

You Wuming's eyes twitched.

"Forget it, they've tried their best." She looked around with a smile.

The whole house has been decorated with red cloth, but it looks pretty good.

When her eyes fell on the straw pillow wrapped in red cloth, Sang Yuan couldn't help but startled.

Next to the pillow, there was a box of hibiscus fat neatly placed!

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Her face turned red in an instant, and she stared at You Wuming angrily: "You confessed this?!"

You Wuming hurriedly cleared things up: "This is Baizhou, isn't it normal to find this. What should I tell this?"

Sang Yuan was skeptical, and was about to speak when the man's slender figure loomed over him, and the light in the room suddenly became dim.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt that there was not enough air.

A big hand gently caressed her cheek, then went around the back of her head, and clasped her tightly.

When the temperature rose, the scent of flowers in his breath became more intense. He took her breath away, and pressed her neatly into the simple wedding couch.

When he was busy taking off the clothes of the two of them, she circled him and stared blankly at his face, feeling a little dizzy.

Such a good-looking man, with him, the simple wedding room is not inferior to the magnificent palace.

It's getting hotter.

"Sanguo," You Wuming's dark eyes seemed to glow in the dark, "you are mine."

"Well, yours." She looked into his eyes, at this moment, she removed all the shells, and delivered her softest and most tender eyes to his eyes.

His movements couldn't help being much gentler.

Like a tender groom. Gently, it will fall into place.

"Do you like it?" His voice was hoarse, and he held down the most ferocious beast in his chest.

"I like it. I like you no matter what you are."

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were floating on water full of love, constantly rising and falling with the waves.

"Sanguo, we don't have much time." His breath was very heavy, and he rushed to her ear one after another, "As soon as it gets dark, we have to march in a hurry, sneak into Jiangzhou from the territory of Fengzhou, make a quick victory, and then rush back. "

"okay."

He paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and stared at her like a snake.

"So calm and relaxed, little Sanguo, it seems that I have indulged you too much."

Immediately, the man tore off his mask of gentleness, slammed her into his arms, and poured out all his wildness, which made her curl up unconsciously in an instant, her eyebrows uncontrollable.

He covered her mouth just in time.

"Shhh... you'll hear it outside."

Sang Yuan's cheeks were flushed, and thin, bright tears welled up from the end of his eyes.

She grabbed him weakly, watching the smile on his lips getting more and more presumptuous.

"You Wuming..."

"Begging for mercy is useless!"

After an unknown amount of time, she felt that she had turned into a puddle of soft water, as if she was about to soak into the checkered quilt with red background and gray lines.

Suddenly she felt as if she was a dried up fish, gasping hopelessly with her mouth open.

"Is this not enough?" The nasty man smiled even more heartily, his brows and eyes were full of complacency, and he almost poked his wings out.

She exhaled slowly, her voice trembling: "The dinner party, let's start soon..."

He raised the corners of his exquisite lips, and his smile was so bad that it made people tremble: "It's still early."

Feeling it for a moment, You Wuming reached out with his long arm and took the hibiscus fat.

Sang Yuan: "!!!"

"You Wuming! I really can't do it..."

Lips are sealed.

He is experienced in using hibiscus fat.

half an hour.

"Little liar," he grabbed his prey fiercely, "it's clear that it's okay."

...

Sang Yuan was taken to the bonfire dinner by You Wuming.

She never got over it.

The soldiers in Youzhou were very happy and kept booing, which probably meant that if a man in Youzhou could hold his wife during the wedding, he would be the strongest and healthiest man.

You Wuming smiled very gently, very modestly, and walked steadily, quite like a king.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Ganqing, this doggy man, has already planned to make her unable to walk.

It was dark now.

On the long wall, the fighting did not stop. The demon's offensive has been greatly slowed down, and it is only equivalent to the usual level of "tide tide" - speaking, human beings have always had unlimited potential, no matter how the pressure increases, as long as they take a short breath, they will be able to You can quickly adjust your status to cope with the difficulties and hardships in front of you. After experiencing the magic howl, the 'surge' that had been discolored in the past seemed to have turned into drizzle.

The soldiers took turns to deal with the 'tide surge', and the rest of the people came to the plains to participate in the bonfire dinner.

Everyone was holding bad wine in their hands, looking at the grill in front of them and drooling. In order to compete for the uncooked frog legs, there have been fierce but innocuous small-scale fights in several places.

Under the dark night, piles of bonfires ignited endless joy and hope.

You Wuming hugged Sang Yuanyuan like this, walking leisurely among the bonfires.

She was a little guilty, always felt that she was exuding a strong smell of lifelessness everywhere, and always thought that others would see through what happened in the bridal chamber just by looking at it, which made her so soft water thing.

She hid her face in his arms, clutching his clothes with both hands, her knuckles turned white.

Listening to the cheers and blessings around me one after another, the joy in my heart can't stop "gurgling", and I can't stop it.

You Wuming is very calm.

People with thick skins are different.

He walked slowly, his heartbeat was steady, and his steps were not chaotic.

"Sanguo, we're here." He suddenly lowered his head and said to her in a low voice.

She poked the ostrich's head out of his arms, and saw Sang Chengyin standing beside a big bonfire with a sullen face.

You Wuming put her on the ground, and held her tenderly to prevent her legs from being weak.

"Huh!" A heavy nasal voice caused the bonfire in front of him to shake, and the black bear-like king of Sangzhou said in a deep voice, "You Wuming, my precious girl, I will leave it to you! In front of my Sangzhou soldiers and you In front of the state soldiers, I want to make it clear—if you dare not stop at her, I will hunt her down to the end of the world, and I will fight you forever!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

What a wonderful wedding speech.

What's even more strange is that the soldiers of both Sangzhou and Youzhou applauded neatly, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying these "congratulations" when people got married.

It's simply deceptive behavior.

Sang Yuan felt that everyone must be only thinking about the delicious frog that was about to be cooked in front of them, and they didn't care what Sang Chengyin said at all.

You Wuming is still smiling, and that smile can't even be held back, it goes straight to the brows and ears.

He nodded and said: "Thank you father-in-law for your trust! I have no life in this life, and I will only marry this lady, give my all, protect her, love her, and never let her suffer any grievances."

Sang Chengyin was stunned for a moment, and then shouted decisively: "Youzhou King! You will only marry one wife in this life, and you said it yourself!"

"A word from a gentleman." You Wuming tightly clenched Sang Yuan's hand.

With his status, there is no need to swear any heavy oaths. For the ruler of a country, what he says is the golden rule, and there is absolutely no reason to slap him in the face.

"Tsk!" Sang Chengyin stood up from the fire

Dui Bian stepped over, hugged You Wuming's shoulder affectionately, and said with a face full of toothache, "Why did you go early! I said you only married one, so what kind of marriage do I have with Han Zhou? I married my daughter to you!"

You Wuming: "...It's not too late now."

Sang Yuan pursed his lips, wanting to laugh, but his eyes couldn't stop being sour.

She turned to look at him.

Tonight's You Wuming looks extremely serious, just like she once imagined - a modest gentleman, gentle and moist like jade, tall and straight like a pine tree.

She couldn't help holding him tightly with her soft and slender fingers.

"Come, come, drink!" Sang Chengyin laughed loudly and raised the big wine bowl in his hand, "Brothers! We are a nation of brothers, don't distinguish between Sangzhou and Youzhou tonight, everyone is a family! Come on! It's done!"

"Congratulations to King Sangzhou! Congratulations to King Youzhou! Congratulations to Mrs. Wang!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." What the hell is Madam Wang.

The sound of cheers and clinking bowls spread throughout the joyful banquet hall.

The giant frogs were roasted one by one, and the atmosphere on the field was even more heated. The exhaustion of days of fighting was swept away at this moment, and all the soldiers were laughing and laughing, completely relaxed and happy.

"It's time to go." You Wuming bowed down, whispering in Sang Yuan's ear.

She leaned close to his ear: "I thought you were going to leave me here."

You Wuming raised his eyes solemnly: "How can I be willing to make you worry?"

"I'm not worried!" She said with a smile, but her little hand was always tightly clasping his calloused hand, not letting go for a moment.

He took her back to the bridal chamber.

The two hurriedly put on night clothes and left through the back window.

Five hundred beast riders were neatly stacked on the dark wasteland, quietly waiting for the arrival of the lord.

"Only five hundred people?" Sang Yuan asked in surprise.

"No matter how much it is, it will not be easy to hide it." You Wuming said lazily, "Although it doesn't matter if it is exposed, it will look better if a dog bites a dog."

Sang Yuan glanced at the 'Dongzhou head' deliberately drawn by the five hundred soldiers, his brows twitched violently, and he silently lit a wax for Huangfuxiong in his heart.

Snatched Huangfuxiong's Xuanjia and pretended to be him to kill Jiang Shisan?

"But your sword is too recognizable..." Before Sang Yuan finished speaking, he saw You Wuming naturally draw out an epee with his backhand.

"Ma'am, what advice do you have?" The man asked proudly and warmly.

"none."

The four hooves of the beast in the cloud were wrapped thickly with the thinnest muslin, and they landed silently. A group of black cavalry marched towards the northeast. In the middle of the night, they crossed the territory of Fengzhou and entered the boundary of Jiangzhou. The figure of the demon is naturally the five hundred heavy cavalry that no one cares about.

Jiang Shisan's whereabouts were soon discovered.

Jiang Shisan led 5,000 soldiers and horses to the junction of Jiangzhou and Fengzhou.

At the moment they are recovering a Jiangzhou fortress.

With a huge bow, Jiang Shisan sat high on the wall of the fortress, pulled the bowstring from time to time, and leisurely fired a pointless arrow downwards, killing a ghost—with such a level of cultivation, Arrows are no longer needed to deal with underworld demons and those with low cultivation. The spiritual shock caused by Zhang Xian's charged ejection is enough to easily take the head of a person within hundreds of feet.

Then I saw him idly pulling the strings, and there was a crisp 'boom' sound, and the flames streaked across the night sky, nailing the ghost demons to the ground one after another.

You Wuming led five hundred elite Xuanjia heavy cavalry, quietly lying on the top of a mountain one mile away, like a night stalker waiting for an opportunity.

Sang watched the battle below with cold eyes.

Jiang Shisan and the Tiandu army led by him cannot be said to be ineffective - on the contrary, they are terribly dedicated. When the army entered the fortress, it had to be checked as carefully as possible. After the army ran over it, there was absolutely no ghost left alive, no matter whether it was hidden in the cellar or under the bed.

Clearing up so finely, the speed is naturally extremely slow. It has been several days, and even Jiangzhou, which has not been seriously affected by the evil spirit, has not been able to solve it.

Sang Yuan couldn't help being a little surprised: "Wouldn't she be afraid of criticism from all over the world if she did this?"

A cold smile appeared on You Wuming's face, his voice was cold, and he said in the tone of a history book: "The emperor hates the ghosts deeply, and he is full of compassion and empathy for the people who are caught in evil disasters. Drive out of my cloud realm, and never tolerate any of them."

Sang Yuan came to a sudden: "This is the emperor's mind!"

A military order, coupled with a caring person's wanton exaggeration, can easily arouse the blood of the people in the world, and there is nothing but praise for the emperor. Jiang Shisan followed orders, from top to bottom, no one could find anything wrong.

The actual effect is that Jiang Yanji's people slowly cleaned up their own backyard (Jiangzhou) to preserve their strength, and threw all the life and death matters ahead to the nearby states. In the end, she accepted the good name, and in turn reprimanded Sang, You and other states for not doing enough to help Youzhou, leaving out a lot of ghosts and harming the people.

Sang looked at You Wuming far away: "Tell me, does she really have the face to blame you and Dad?"

You Wuming pulled his lips: "Definitely. That's why my father-in-law wants to drag us into a hasty wedding. In this way, when faced with criticism, this matter can be used as an excuse, and I can also deceive a lot of sympathy."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Sure enough, all of them were foxes that jumped out of Liaozhai.

According to the performance of the last time when she made a big fuss in the ritual of killing you, she

I can imagine Sang Chengyin's pretending and wailing appearance - it was supposed to be a grand event of the marriage between the two countries, but because of the evil disaster, he had to light a few piles of bonfires under the Great Wall to make a fuss. Still wasted a little time, causing the underworld demon to miss something, which is really heartbreaking.

In this way, no one will have the heart to blame, and will only get a lot of sympathy. Most of the time, the popular will is like this.

"In this way, maybe Jiang Yanji won't be boring herself anymore." Sang Yuan said.

"Um."

It's really like a legendary master's fight--before making a move, he has already made moves invisibly, and the confrontation has been back and forth a few times.

You Wuming stretched out his long finger obliquely, pointing at the fortress.

"Little Sanguo, I will send you to the arrow tower first, and when they leave the city, I will kill Jiang Shisan, and Xiao Wu will lead the charge from outside the gate of the fortress. Treat the wounded as much as possible.”

"clear."

He hugged her and glides down from the top of the mountain.

On the wings, the dark flame disappeared, and like a bat in the night, it slid silently to the arrow tower in the southeast corner of the fortress.

You Wuming threw out the epee with his backhand, and with a sweep of the horizontal sword, the five people on the arrow tower fell down holding their throats, and there was no time to raise the alarm.

"Seal the stairs to prevent people from being attacked from behind." He embraced her and kissed her forehead heavily, "Safety comes first, other things don't matter."

"Okay!" Sang Yuan replied solemnly.

You Wuming didn't delay any longer, put the sword back into the sheath, pulled the mask to hide Luo Sha's face, and then leaned on the stone platform on the edge of the arrow tower with one hand, flipped out lightly.

She watched this sharp figure quietly spread its wings in the dark night and slide down silently.

Really love this man.

When it's time to protect her, he can make every strand of her hair feel infinitely safe, but when it's time to let go, he won't be sloppy at all, and will only give her plenty of opportunities and space to be independent and develop. own ability.

He trusted her and entrusted her with important responsibilities.

When the thought turned, You Wuming had already landed on the wall of the fortress without a sound.

The underworld demons on the city wall have already been cleaned up. He drew his sword backhand, without accumulating spiritual energy, and only relying on his ghostly figure, he shuttled smoothly among the evacuating archers from the capital city. Wherever he passed, Dashes of blood were splashed silently in the night, adding a touch of color to the dark night.

Used to seeing You Wuming wielding a knife before, Sang Yuan has already listed the weapon of 'sword' as the most handsome weapon in his heart. Seeing the way he swung his sword today, she couldn't help but feel a little shaken—the sword also looks so rusty!

A heavy formation has gathered on the school field in front of the exit of the fortress. Jiang Shisan leisurely put the huge bow in his hand back behind his back, waved his hand and ordered to leave the city.

As soon as the military order was issued, Jiang Shisan reacted very quickly and swung his backhand with his backhand. There was a clear and crisp sound of "Zheng——" metal strikes. sparks.

You Wuming had already killed him behind him without anyone noticing, and suddenly attacked him!

The sound of sword contact was the signal.

I saw that the 500 heavy cavalry who came to the gate of the fortress in the dark had wrapped their hooves, and launched an unreserved charge silently.

At this time, the Tiandu Army who were waiting on the school grounds to leave the city had no idea what was going on. When they heard the sound of swords clashing, everyone was astonished, and they all looked up at the city wall in a daze.

Before he could react, he felt a huge black wave crashing down on his head!

They were heavy cavalry!

This group of heavy cavalry seemed to have descended from the sky, and when they found them, the heavy heavy saber had already swung to the front door.

"Enemy attack—"

Blood splashed high, and the iron hooves crushed past mercilessly.

The next moment, the vanguard cavalry had crashed into the crowd in the school field!

In the case of a full charge, cavalry has an overwhelming advantage over infantry.

Tiandu's soldiers are also Xuanjia soldiers, but in the face of this tsunami-like impact, they have no resistance. They are either thrown backwards by the impact, or crushed under heavy hooves. Some died from armor damage, and some were seriously injured and vomited blood instantly.

The cavalry ran over the school field, and nearly one-third of the Tiandu Army fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

When turning around and charging for the second time, the speed is not enough.

The Tiandu army was prepared, and the Youzhou cavalry no longer had an overwhelming advantage. When they rushed to the middle of the crowd, they were completely dragged back. Under the leadership of Xiao Wu, everyone abandoned their mounts, jumped down, and fought with the Tiandu army at close quarters.

Sang Yuan cheered up 120,000 points.

She remained calm and threw down the sunflowers, planting them all over the edge of the school field.

The slender and transparent spirit vines spread quietly into the field from all directions, tripping up the soldiers of Tiandu, and at the same time sending healing spirit mist to the wounded soldiers.

The Tiandu Army quickly discovered in despair that the sneak attack troops in front of them were all invulnerable, and their attacks filled with spiritual energy were often easily stopped by the blue spiritual energy rising from the opponent's black armor.

"This is the best Jingmu Xuanjia! They are the personal guards of the King of Dongzhou!" A Tiandu soldier discovered the mystery and shouted loudly.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Although the intention was indeed to blame Dongzhou, this so-called Jingmu Xuanjia was purely an accident.

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