Chapter 33

You Wuming's group came to the southeast of Youzhou.

Here, Jiangzhou was to the south, and Tiandu was to the east.

The climate was extremely dry, and as far as the eye could see, there were large expanses of yellow sand.

The caravan couldn't move as fast as an army. If the speed was too eye-catching, it would be easy to detect abnormalities.

So, they could only crawl on this desert.

After a few days of leisurely crawling, Sang Yuanyuan successfully advanced to the sixth layer of the Hidden Spirit Realm.

Now, her Spirit Essence was a jade-green color, like soft jade. Every time he entered a meditative state and looked at this transparent and beautiful color, Sang Yuanyuan would have the misconception that he was a priceless jade statue.

The sunflower was already as long as a forearm, and the green halo on the flower plate gradually turned into a water-like material, like a precious essence condensation.

She planted You Wuming full, and as long as she meditated, this man would be planted into something like a cactus, and only the rough shape could be seen.

Who told him to be fierce!

On this day, A 'Gu, who had been silent all the way, suddenly came outside the carriage and asked to see You Wuming.

"My lord, fifteen miles ahead is the burial place of my benefactor. I want to go there and burn a few incense sticks and some soil for my benefactor. I hope my lord will be kind enough to allow it!"

This place was less than a hundred miles away from the border between Youzhou and Jiangzhou.

A 'Gu also knew that his request could easily lead to new problems, and his thin face was full of shame and entanglement.

After a long while, You Wuming's faint voice came from the carriage, "Let's go together."

He pushed open the wooden door of the carriage and stood on the shaft.

After staring into the distance for a moment, he waved at Sang Yuanyuan.

"There," he pointed to the southeast, "Don't look at how fierce A 'Gu is now. When he was young, he was a good-for-nothing, rolling in the mud since he was young, and was bullied enough."

A 'Gu scratched his head and stood to the side with a silly smile, "My lord, you're making fun of me again."

Sang Yuanyuan got out of the carriage and tiptoed to look to the southeast.

From so far away, she could only see a short mountain. There was a lot of green in the mountains, like a small oasis in the desert.

She looked at A Gu with great interest. "Is that General A Gu's hometown?"

A 'Gu carefully looked up at You Wuming.

You Wuming nonchalantly raised his hand and waved it twice, muttering, "I've heard it 800 times, my ears are getting calluses. Lower your voice, don't disturb me."

He got back into the carriage.

A 'Gu scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "When I'm drunk, I love to nag and complain that others don't have the right to listen to me. Every time I get drunk, I run to His Majesty and nag …"

Sang Yuanyuan chuckled.

She could imagine You Wuming about to pull out a knife and stab someone.

A 'Gu laughed mischievously and said, "Actually, His Majesty is fierce to outsiders. I know that he won't really cut me down.

Oh, that's not right. It's actually been chopped. "

He raised his hand and pointed at the back of his head.

"When I was seven years old, I had a strange illness. Here, another head grew."

His eyes dimmed slightly. "I was treated as a monster and thrown into the river. Fortunately, a benefactor saved me and kept me by his side."

"My benefactor was a teacher. Ever since he adopted me, many students didn't go to his private school to attend classes.

My benefactor lives alone with a two-year-old son. Because of me, I caused him to lose his income. I feel very guilty. "

A 'Gu's eyes glistened with tears, and his gaze became distant. "After so many years, I've never seen someone like my benefactor.

A modest gentleman, gentle as jade.

The little son was like a little fairy child that descended from the heavens. "

"The people in the village beat me, scolded me, and threw stones at me. I stole their chickens and ducks, plucked the sprouts from their vegetable fields, and mixed them with the fish I caught in the river to nourish my benefactor and the little son's bodies!

My luck was especially good. One day, when I was sleeping, I suddenly cleansed my muscles and marrow, and stepped into the first layer of the Spirit Hidden Realm. "

"Ah … …" Sang Yuanyuan sighed. "That's really too good!"

A smile appeared on A 'Gu's face. "Since then, I could absorb Mu Lingyun.

Heh, I thought that when my cultivation was successful, I would join the army to exterminate demons and gain merit, and bring honor to my benefactor!

I would let my benefactor and the little son live a good life! "

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly remembered A 'Gu's request just now.

To go to his benefactor's burial place and burn incense and fill the soil.

"Who knew," A bitter smile appeared on A 'Gu's face. "Those days only lasted for a short three years.

After losing everything, I suddenly realized what good days I was looking forward to. Being able to stay by my benefactor and the little son's side, catching fish for them to eat was already the best days! "

Sang Yuanyuan's heart tightened.

A 'Gu's eyes gradually reddened. "One day, my benefactor was suddenly taken away, and the little son was also taken away.

I waited for a very long time, and only a skeleton was left.

To say that it was treason, what a joke. What kind of treason was an ordinary teacher scheming?! "

"I knew that I didn't have the ability to take revenge, and I also didn't know how the little son was doing. He was only five years old!

I could only grit my teeth and live on. While inquiring about the little son's news, I cultivated with all my might.

Until ten years later, I successfully found an opportunity and went to the eastern suburbs to assassinate my enemy at the national temple … … "

"And then?" Sang Yuanyuan saw that he didn't speak for a long time, and couldn't help but ask.

"And then, my head was chopped off by His Majesty." He scratched his head.

Sang Yuanyuan stared at him blankly.

No, why did a perfectly good plan to repay a debt of gratitude and revenge suddenly turn into a supernatural event?

Soon after, she realized that the head that was chopped off by You Wuming was the extra head — the little head that made A 'Gu be treated as a monster.

She was still a little confused, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that the person you assassinated was … the old King You?"

A 'Gu nodded. "Yes, it happened ten years ago. I met His Majesty, and didn't succeed."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… … And then you followed You Wuming?"

"Yes!" A 'Gu nodded seriously.

Sang Yuanyuan straightened out her hair.

Ten years ago, A 'Gu failed to assassinate the old King You and followed You Wuming. Five years ago, You Wuming massacred the wedding banquet, which could be considered as helping A' Gu take revenge … …

You Wuming had long planned to wipe out his entire family, so he took in these people who had a blood feud with the old King You as his subordinates.

The scene of these two people meeting was really strange …

You Wuming: "You want to assassinate my father?"

A 'Gu: "Yes!"

You Wuming: "Follow me, and I'll bring you to kill my whole family!

A 'Gu: "Okay!"

Sang Yuanyuan felt that there was a whole cloud of fog in front of her.

The voice of You Wuming's birth mother in the memory bead was too similar to the Empress Emperor, Jiang Yanji!

If You Wuming's birth mother was Jiang Yanji, how could he become the Crown Prince of the King of Youzhou?

How many secrets did You Wuming carry?

She shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

"Later, did you find that young master?" Sang Yuanyuan asked.

A 'Gu's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head gently. "If the young master was still alive, he would definitely be a handsome and beautiful person like His Majesty."

Hearing what he said, a picture suddenly appeared in Sang Yuanyuan's mind.

In an ordinary small village, a handsome young man was walking on the dirt road under the setting sun with a porcelain doll carved out of pink jade.

Beside him was a strange young man with a small head, who gazed at the father and son in the picture with some shyness and admiration.

It was a pity that this beautiful picture scroll was suddenly torn apart by someone.

As they spoke, a village appeared in their field of vision.

A 'Gu didn't enter the village, but circled around to a small barren mountain behind the village. In a corner, he found that inconspicuous grave.

"After all, it was a rebellion.

They couldn't even erect a tombstone. "A 'Gu's eyes were red, and he burned incense in front of the grave." Benefactor's surname is Ming. I will always remember it. "

He bowed a few times, and said in a low voice, "Benefactor, A 'Gu will never give up looking for the young master in this life. If Benefactor's spirit is in heaven, please guide me to find the young master and protect him for a lifetime of peace.

Benefactor, A 'Gu is no longer the little trash from before. A' Gu is already a great general. I will definitely be able to protect the young master and let him eat and drink delicious food every day! "

Sang Yuanyuan easily empathized with him, and her eyes suddenly became wet.

She returned to the carriage and found that You Wuming wasn't cultivating.

He was sitting upright, and his eyes were somewhat vacant, as if he was also gazing at the grave through the carriage.

Seeing her return, he slowly turned his black eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Little Sang Guo, you're also crying when other people go to the grave?!

What does it have to do with you! "

He slapped his knee and laughed loudly.

Sang Yuanyuan angrily turned her head away and fiercely wiped her eyes.

He was blaming her for being too empathic.

You Wuming happily pulled her into his embrace.

"En, I understand. Little Sang Guo is made of water."

He said, "On the day I die, I must take you with me. Otherwise, you'll come crying in front of my grave every day. Won't I be soaked until I'm rotten?"

She glared at him, and lightly leaned on his chest.

His body had significantly improved, and she wasn't sure how much of an effect the flowers she planted had had.

After all, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. If he had the heart to meditate and heal his injuries, compared to her mediocre martial arts, the effects would definitely be worlds apart.

"Say, do you think A 'Gu will find that young master?" she asked softly.

You Wuming lightly and disdainfully snorted.

She was still lamenting, "Today, A 'Gu is already a fierce and illustrious general, the number one person under your command, the head of the Shadow Guards. If only the young master was still here, A' Gu would definitely be able to protect him and let him live a peaceful and happy life."

He lowered his eyes and stared at her.

"Is that so." He said lightly.

"That's right."

She sighed softly.

A 'Gu had already told You Wuming these things eight hundred times. If he could find him, You Wuming would definitely have helped him find him long ago.

No one would let go of such a good opportunity to win over people's hearts.

Counting the days, when the Ming father and son were taken away, You Wuming was only four or five years old. His body was also weak, and he was wandering around the gates of hell. It was impossible for him to know such a small thing happened outside.

You Wuming thought for a while, and ordered the caravan to head straight south, to the border between You and Jiang.

"That's Tianfeng Pass. It's mine." He pointed at a pass and said proudly.

"Oh, it's yours." Sang Yuanyuan nodded.

His arm slowly moved to the east. "Canyon."

"Canyon." Sang Yuanyuan was a bit confused.

You Wuming jumped off the carriage and pulled her onto Shang Ming's back, taking her to the steep canyon.

This canyon was very narrow, barely enough for one or two Cloud Beasts to pass through.

There were weathered boulders on both sides, and the wind blew against the ground. Yellow sand rose a foot high, as if they were stepping on a yellow immortal fog.

Shang Ming understood its master's heart very well. Without You Wuming's instructions, it slowed down and strolled forward unhurriedly.

"Little Sang Guo, did you foolishly believe A 'Gu's words?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he continued, "With his aptitude, he doesn't need Marrow-washing Liquid to cleanse his muscles and marrow. Ha."

"Huh?" Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.

"Someone must have helped him!" You Wuming grinned happily. "The one surnamed Ming isn't an ordinary person. Do you understand?

Here, look here … Do you see it? "

He pointed forward.

Sang Yuanyuan raised her head and looked. She saw that a large piece of empty land had suddenly appeared in front of her. The weathered boulders on both sides seemed to have been shaved off, forming a huge curved basin.

If one looked at it from above, this canyon looked like a thin string with a large bead in the middle.

Sang Yuanyuan was even more confused.

What did this have to do with whether A 'Gu's benefactor was an ordinary person or not?

She tilted her head and looked at You Wuming in confusion.

He lowered his head and looked at her.

Amidst the sandstorm, sunlight fell directly on her forehead. Her smooth and full skin was suffused with a sparkling and delicate luster. Strangely, he lowered his head and pecked at her forehead.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized that her small mouth was opened in a daze. It seemed to be even more alluring than her forehead.

He lowered his head unconsciously.

The moment their lips touched and her red tongue touched, his body suddenly trembled. As if he had been electrocuted, he spasmed and fell back.

Sang Yuanyuan saw his face turn green in an instant. His lips were frighteningly pale, and large beads of cold sweat slid down his face.

His pupils contracted so much that they were almost invisible. His teeth unconsciously knocked against his lower lip, and blood seeped out.

There was a frenzy in his eyes, like the black waves of the sea when a storm comes.

He raised a hand and gently placed it on her neck, gently choking it.

"Die …"

He let out an unconscious murmur. Blood slowly flowed out of his split lower lip and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Short-lived was so anxious that its four hooves clawed about.

You Wuming's eyes were wide open. There were more white than black. He tilted his head, and his face gently swayed. He moved closer to her, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at her with a strange and sickly gaze.

The five fingers on her neck trembled slightly, loosening and clenching. His breathing became hurried and heavy, and the smile on his lips had a hint of excitement. It was the thirsty anticipation of a predator holding onto its prey's neck, and was about to pierce it with his sharp teeth.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart palpitated with fear.

She could see that this time, his illness had completely acted up.

It was more frightening than any other time before.

At this moment, she didn't have time to think about the cause and effect. She met his twisted gaze and tried to make her gaze and voice gentle and calm.

She softly said in a coaxing voice, "You Wuming, I'm your Little Sang Guo."

You Wuming's body swayed.

"Little … Sang … Guo." He said hoarsely.

"I like your Little Sang Guo." She curved her eyebrows. "Your Little Sang Guo at the sixth layer of the Spirit Hidden Realm.

The Little Sang Guo who is not a threat at all. "

"The Little Sang Guo who says that I like you every day. The Little Sang Guo who kisses you gently every day." She smiled at him.

"You Wuming, you said that you want my 'like' and my 'taste' every day. Don't you remember?

I'm your Little Sang Guo … "

The light in his eyes flickered again.

"Little Sang Guo."

He stared at her blankly for a while, and the huge black waves in his eyes gradually disappeared.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly let go of his hand, as if he had been scalded.

After a moment, he tilted his body, lifted her chin, and stared at her neck from left to right. He even put his mouth close to hers, and blew on her neck a few times.

"Does it hurt?" He asked nervously.

Actually, he didn't have time to use any strength.

She asked in return, feeling wronged, "What do you think?"

"It must have hurt a lot." He clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Little Sang Guo is made of water. It's delicate and weak. You can't even bear to touch it."

She leaned weakly against him as if she had been seriously injured. Hearing his heartbeat, she asked softly, "Why do you suddenly want to kill me? Did I do something wrong?"

You Wuming's body stiffened. After a moment, his dry voice floated out. "No, it's my problem."

She raised her head to look at him. She saw that his eyes were flashing fiercely.

"Did something terrible happen here?" She asked carefully.

After a while, he gave a hoarse "Mm."

She leaned against him softly. With great effort, she stretched her neck and reached his face. She planted a light kiss on the corner of his lips.

Immediately, she slid down as if she had lost all her strength, as if she could die in his arms at any moment.

She said softly, "I want to always be with you. I want to destroy those enemies. I want to live with you."

You Wuming's heart palpitated. He held her face like a clumsy child. He was careful, afraid that he would break his beloved toy.

"Are you so afraid of death? What's the point of living?" He said quickly and softly.

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "You Wuming, if I die, will you cry?"

He hesitated for a moment and said stiffly, "No."

He frowned. "I'll let everyone die with you."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

"Then what about you?" She asked. "Why won't you be with me?"

You Wuming didn't say anything.

His heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He pursed his thin lips.

After a while, the corners of his lips curled up. He laughed loudly. "Little Sang Guo!

You don't look like you're playing dead at all! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" This time, his illness was completely cured.

He looked at her and said with a fake smile, "How could I really hurt you?"

"Mm, I believe that you won't hurt me." She smiled gently and lowered her head.

He keenly sensed the disappointment in her eyes.

He knew that she didn't believe him at all.

He also knew that even he didn't believe what he said just now.

A wave of irritation rose from the bottom of his heart. He pursed his lips and said, "I haven't settled the score with you for throwing the big face flowers at me!"

She reluctantly looked down and smiled. "Ah, so you know."

Even the big face flowers couldn't make her happy.

His dark eyes quickly turned. "Little Sang Guo, are you an idiot? Those big face flowers will turn back to the east at night. You don't even know this!

Haha!

Little Sang Guo, even a three-year-old child knows this! "

"So it's like this …" She smiled. Her eyes weren't as curved as usual.

You Wuming shouted exaggeratedly, "Do you think that by commanding them to turn back with a click, you can scare me to death?!

Aiya, I'm so scared! "

He was clumsily using all his strength to tease her.

She raised her face and smiled at him again.

He stared at her closely. He saw that she was still a bit listless, like a flower petal that had been hit by the rain.

He frowned. At this moment, his heart was abnormally irritable, but he didn't want to kill anyone at all.

For the first time, he realized that acting up would bring about some very unpleasant consequences.

His intuition told him that he had to reveal some of his secrets to appease her.

He had to let her know that he really didn't do it on purpose.

This kind of experience and mentality made him feel very strange. It was so strange that he didn't know if it was because of the cold or the heat, but his body actually trembled a little.

You Wuming pursed his lips.

He pulled on the reins and walked to the most spacious area. He pointed at the rocks on both sides, indicating for her to look.

"Look, these are the traces of a fight between the strongest people.

He didn't want to implicate the villagers, so he obediently followed those people and left the village. When they came here, they started fighting. "

Sang Yuanyuan knew that this' he 'must be referring to the teacher surnamed Ming, a strong person who lived in seclusion in the village.

She nodded lightly and listened to him attentively. She seemed to have regained some of her energy.

You Wuming secretly observed her. Seeing that she had relaxed a lot, his tight lips also gradually relaxed a little.

"Do you see that?" He pointed at an extremely strange and twisted mountain rock. "Move the Mountains and Drain the Seas, Huangfu Jun's killing technique."

Huangfu Jun?!

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes widened even more.

The person who captured the father and son was not the old King You, but the Huangfu Jun?!

You Wuming chuckled lightly and pointed at the depression on the opposite side of the mountain rock. "Huangfu Jun was defeated. He used his unique technique, but he still couldn't beat the one surnamed Ming."

Her gaze followed his finger, and under his guidance, she observed the large and wide marks.

Sang Yuanyuan felt as if she was really witnessing the earth-shattering battle that happened more than 20 years ago.

"That Mr. Ming also brought along a five-year-old son!" She sighed softly.

"Yes." You Wuming nodded nonchalantly. "That's why you said that Huangfu Jun was a noob."

He had learned the word 'noob' from Sang Yuanyuan a few days ago, and now he could use it quite smoothly.

"What happened after that?" Sang Yuanyuan's eyes flashed with a curious light.

"After that." You Wuming smiled, the veins on his forehead throbbing slowly.

Sang Yuanyuan felt that if it wasn't for the fact that You Wuming had a relapse just now, he would definitely have a relapse at this moment.

Fortunately, this was the time of a sage.

"After that, a woman came." He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "Kang Yanji."

Sang Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and before she could think of anything, her back already started to break out in waves.

"A good-for-nothing who can't cultivate because she gave birth to a child."

You Wuming's eyes emitted a cold light like that of a venomous snake. "Such a good-for-nothing, such a good-for-nothing."

He laughed softly, pulled her, and walked forward with large strides.

"There, it's here." He used his chin to point forward. "Can you imagine Kang Yanji crying like a lunatic?

She put on an act and rushed forward to protect the father and son, saying that she had been looking for them for a long, long time. She said that she missed her own son so much that she was about to go crazy!

She easily tricked that Mr. Ming, and poisoned him when they kissed. "

Sang Yuanyuan's heart suddenly clenched.

So when he kissed her here just now, he suddenly had a relapse.

She asked hoarsely, "Mr. Ming and … the little son, were they captured just like that?"

She already knew the outcome from Ah Gu's mouth.

Mr. Ming was dead.

"Yes." You Wuming laughed lightly. "So Little Sang Guo, you said that a honey trap is very scary."

He walked to the front as if as light as a feather.

She stared at his back, and only felt her whole body turn cold.

"You Wuming." She called out.

He stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn back.

She asked with difficulty, "You … you're that …"

You Wuming turned back, and his pitch-black eyes burned with a raging fire.

The corners of his lips pulled into an asura like smile, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"I'm that little son."

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt that the world around her suddenly became silent.

"Little Sang Guo." He took a step forward. "You know another secret of mine.

In this world, only you know. "

His smile was even warmer than the spring breeze.