Chapter 15

You Wuming gathered more and more green dots of light around him.

Even though Sang Yuanyuan's mind was in a mess, she could still clearly feel that powerful and lush Mu Lingyun.

He was actually a Wood Attribute expert.

This was out of Sang Yuanyuan's expectations.

She originally thought that You Wuming was of the Fire or Metal Attribute.

She didn't expect him to be of the Wood Attribute, the same as her.

Cultivating by the side of an expert of the same attribute would yield twice the results with half the effort.

He had attracted too much spiritual energy, forming a small spiritual energy storm around him. Just a little bit of it leaked to her, and it was equivalent to ten days or half a month of hard work.

She naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

She suppressed the questions in her heart and forced herself to calm down.

Her attraction to Mu Lingyun was actually stronger than You Wuming.

These little green fairies quickly betrayed You Wuming. Their spiraling vortexes gradually became disorderly. They fled from You Wuming's side and slowly moved towards Sang Yuanyuan.

She was a bit flattered, but also a bit scared.

Just as she was hesitating and worrying, she suddenly felt a breeze by her ear. That gloomy voice with a smile said in her ear, "I'll give it all to you, okay?"

Sang Yuanyuan quivered and opened her eyes.

She saw that his body was surrounded by a bright green light. He smiled at her, spreading his arms and wrapping her in his embrace.

The rich smell of grass and wood filled her nose. He raised his hand and pressed her eyelids, "Don't be distracted."

Sang Yuanyuan nervously calmed her heart.

Like taking a bath, she was suddenly immersed in a sea of green light.

Front, back, left, and right were all surging with spiritual energy. They tightly surrounded her, rushing into her pores and tempering her body.

A frenzy of spiritual energy, just like You Wuming.

It gave her endless benefits, but could also easily destroy her.

He seemed to think that this kind of nurturing action was very novel and very interesting.

From time to time, he would let out a happy laugh, gathering more spiritual energy for her.

It would be a fool not to take advantage of it.

Sang Yuanyuan mustered all his strength and sucked to his heart's content.

She could clearly feel that her bones, organs, flesh, and skin were all covered in a faint green light.

They were very weak, but they were full of vitality, like tender shoots that had just sprouted.

At first, they were a very light yellowish green, but gradually, as if a thin layer of paint had been brushed over them, they became a light green. Later, the color became a little darker, turning into a tender grass green.

Finally, the grass-green life force stabilized and seeped into her skin. It turned into a very tangible force that was hidden deep within her body.

You Wuming patted her on the shoulder to wake her up from her trance.

"What?" Sang Yuanyuan frowned in displeasure.

She saw a pair of black eyes staring straight at her, and there was a hint of guilt in his expression.

"I have something to do," he said.

Sang Yuanyuan softened her tone. "Ah, let's get down to business.

Go do your thing, don't worry about me. "

You Wuming looked at her strangely and laughed. "Little Sang Guo, don't try to fool me like you did with Han Shaoling.

If you want to leave me, you'll have to die.

No, even if you die, I'll make you into a wooden specimen and carry it with me until I get tired of you. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "You should carry me alive, it's more convenient that way."

You Wuming: "… …" That seemed to make a lot of sense.

She extended her face to him and let him fiddle with it for a while, helping her change her appearance.

"Little Sang Guo's talent is extraordinary," he said leisurely. "You've advanced to the second layer of the Hidden Spirit Realm in one night, congratulations."

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked. "So fast?"

"Oh." He was still indifferent. "But the Hidden Spirit Realm is useless.

You have to be more diligent. "

Sang Yuanyuan quickly went along with his words. "You're so powerful, you'll definitely be able to bring my cultivation level up very quickly!

If my cultivation level can advance to the Spiritual Realm by the time we return to Sang Province, their jaws will definitely drop!

You Wuming, you're too powerful! "

Bringing along a smurf that could shout 666 to level up was very satisfying, this was something that Sang Yuanyuan deeply experienced in her previous life.

She didn't know if she managed to trick him, but You Wuming seemed to be in a much better mood. Before leaving, he even hugged her to his chest and patted her a few times.

Morning star had just dragged the lazy red sun out of the distant mountains.

The air was still filled with the smell of blood and iron. Stepping out of the temporary palace, Sang Yuanyuan immediately heard earth-shattering howls.

"This … …"

She looked up and saw that there was also smoke on the top of the city wall.

The Underworld Demons had attacked the city walls?!

Outside the palace, the army was already neatly lined up in formation, waiting for You Wuming to give the order.

His face was expressionless, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his voice was neither loud nor soft. "When you're in a frenzy, think about whether or not there's anyone waiting at home."

"If you can live, don't die."

"Yes!" The army shouted in unison. "Kill all the demons and raise the prestige of our country!"

You Wuming waved his hand dispiritedly.

Shorty spread out its four hooves and ran at the front of the army.

The army's ten thousand hooves landed in unison, and the ground trembled in a very rhythmic manner.

Shorty didn't have any intention of waiting for its own kind. It galloped wildly, quickly leaving the army far behind, and rode alone near the city gates.

You Wuming whispered into Sang Yuanyuan's ear, vexed. "Why do you think these people don't know what's good for them? Why do they have to make me say, 'Don't do anything, let Han Shaoling's people die at the front?' Only then will they listen?"

"Why don't you try next time?" Sang Yuanyuan suggested sincerely.

He raised his hand and patted her head. "What are you thinking? I'm the ruler of a country, how can I say something like that!"

Sang Yuanyuan turned around to glare at him, and saw that his eyes and the corners of his mouth were very light. It was the kind of smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

She was infected, and unconsciously curved the corners of her lips.

When their gazes met, You Wuming felt as if he had been scalded. He shuddered and pushed her head back.

"Have you never seen a man before?" He was somewhat flustered and exasperated.

Sang Yuanyuan leisurely said, "I've never seen anyone as good-looking as you."

You Wuming: "…"

Riding on Shorty, he began to feel uncomfortable all over.

One moment, he complained that its fur was too soft, the next moment, he complained that it couldn't walk steadily, and the next moment, he complained that it didn't fart today.

Shorty: "…"

When they reached the city gates, they suddenly heard a strange howl, and saw that on top of the three hundred feet iron wall, something bloody fell straight down!

Nether Demon?!

If the Nether Demon could fall over the Black Iron Wall, didn't that mean that the city walls had already been breached?

The Nether Demon fell to the front left.

This was Sang Yuanyuan's first time coming into close contact with such a terrifying creature.

Unfortunately, after falling from three hundred feet, it had already been smashed to pieces, and its shape could not be seen.

She only knew that it was a pool of dark red flesh, and it emitted an extremely strong stench of decay.

She couldn't help but feel puzzled. "Isn't the outer wall very high?

Even if the city walls are breached, they will definitely die if they fall, right?

What if we don't open the city gates and let them fall on their own? "

You Wuming gestured with his hands. "Layer by layer, until they don't die from the fall, the ones behind will come in."

Sang Yuanyuan shuddered.

For the first time, she personally experienced how terrifying numbers were.

A Nether Demon falling to the ground was like a mosquito's blood on the wall. How many layers did it have to be to not die from the fall?

Immediately, she realized another terrifying thing — — Nether Demons couldn't fly, but since they could climb up the city walls, then, wouldn't that side of the city walls already be filled with corpses like this?

Her body involuntarily shuddered.

You Wuming laughed. "What are you afraid of?

You aren't even afraid of me, so why are you afraid of the Nether Demon?

Little Sang Guo, the man you like is much more savage than the Nether Demon. "

As he said this, he pulled out his large black saber from his back with one hand and lowered it to his side.

Short Life began to run quickly.

Like a shooting star, it passed through the layers of city gates — — The soldiers in charge of the city gates seemed to understand this person's actions very well. Seeing the blade touching the black iron ground, they quickly opened the small door in the center of the city gates and let You Wuming through.

The Korean army was currently rushing up the city walls through the corridors on both sides, but You Wuming directly passed through the layers of city gates and reached the front line.

The further they went, the heavier the black iron's aura pressed down on them, making Sang Yuanyuan feel suffocated.

Her heart was beating wildly in her chest. In the oppressive and dark space, there was only the sound of the small black iron doors being opened and closed.

The copper lamps on the left and right iron walls couldn't illuminate this deep darkness. She didn't know when, but she had placed her hands on You Wuming's arm, as if she was holding tightly onto a life-saving straw.

The arm was draped loosely around her waist, as comfortable as ever.

Passing through the city walls actually took only a few breaths.

But to Sang Yuanyuan, it felt like a century.

Suddenly, a scarlet light appeared in front of her eyes.

It's out!

Sang Yuanyuan's pupils instantly constricted and enlarged. A bloody face was reflected in his pupils.

Its face only had a single white eye and a large mouth. A long black tongue stretched out of its mouth, covered with barbs, and two rows of sharp teeth extended to the side of its ears.

Its four limbs and torso were similar to a human's, but it had no skin and was covered in bloody mucus.

They leapt as high as a person, and from top to bottom, pounced on this person who dared to rush out of the city gates to send himself to his death.

Unexpectedly, You Wuming was the one who sent them to their deaths.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't even see how he attacked. Amidst the ear-piercing screams, the sound of the heavy blade easily cutting through the demon's body was especially pleasing to the ear.

With a low and clear sound, the path ahead opened up, and the speed of the short-lived sprinting was not affected in the slightest.

The oncoming Nether Demons seemed to crash into an invisible net of slaughter, and were easily shredded to pieces.

Blood spilled down, and a few drops fell onto Sang Yuanyuan's cheeks. That kind of heat seemed to burn straight to the bottom of her heart.

She tightly pursed her lips, and breathed carefully.

You Wuming is laughing.

Laughing incomparably arrogantly and impudently.

Wherever the horse passed, a clean path to the sky that was full of broken limbs was instantly opened up.

Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head to look, and saw that his cheeks were also stained with blood. His deep black eyes were red, and his lips were in a cold smile, revealing a bit of sharp white teeth.

His heartbeat was extremely steady. One hand held the reins, wrapped around her waist, and the other hand held a blade, crushing all the demons in front of him.

The city gates behind him opened, and the war drums shook the sky. The iron cavalry charged out of the city gates, like a wave of steel, closely following their king.

You Wuming was like a tiger that had grown wings, easily killing three rounds through this pile of flesh, and the tottering city guards were able to slow down a bit.

He ordered his army to continue to crush the demons under the city walls.

Instead, he charged straight to the foot of the Foreign Affairs City, leaving the dust in his wake.

His breathing was much heavier, and he slightly bent down, his voice carrying a trace of excitement. "After you go back … … how about dying by my hands?"