Chapter 45

You Wuming closed the lid on the wooden box and put it under the soft couch.

Although he had a completely indifferent expression, Sang Yuanyuan could feel that his mood was very bad.

He was clearly just gently pressing on the wooden box, but his knuckles were clearly white, and the veins on his forehead were faintly discernible. His shoulders were unconsciously tense, and the shape of his shoulder blades could be seen under his loose robe.

"At that time, Huangfu Jun won't be here.

He won't know when that bead came from. "He said without rhyme or reason.

Sang Yuanyuan relaxed her breathing, slowly reaching out her hand and placing it on the back of his hand, "Mn.

We will succeed. "

She found that his body temperature had disappeared, and his body was as cold as ice.

Eastern Province was not cold, and it was currently early summer. In all of Cloud Realm, only Cloud Province had a cold climate.

You Wuming muttered to himself, "Isn't it normal for a woman like Kang Yanji to kill her own son? In any case, Huangfu Du was raised by Huangfu Jun since he was young, and he didn't have any feelings for her.

Isn't it normal for her to kill him? She will kill him, right? She definitely will, right? "

His gaze became empty, and his pair of dark eyes were like an abyss, with no bottom to be seen.

He slowly turned his eyes and stared at her.

"Say, do you think Kang Yanji will kill Huangfu Du?

She doesn't have any feelings for Huangfu Du, right?

She won't have any feelings for her own son, right? "

His voice was gloomy, light, and urgent, as if it was echoing from hell. It was the questioning of an undead.

Sang Yuanyuan gently stroked his face, saying, "She will.

She only has power and status in her heart. If killing Huangfu Du would benefit her, she will definitely kill him. "

You Wuming stiffly pulled the corners of his lips, but his gaze was still empty.

His heartbeat was very chaotic, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Veins popped out on his forehead again, and his fingers were spasming and trembling, as if he could not suppress his murderous aura, and could raise his hand at any time to break her neck.

She leaned close to him, holding his face, and gently kissed his cheek.

She gently called out to him, "You Wuming, we still have very important things to do … You have to give Kang Yanji a 'motive', and how to present this gift, have you planned it out?

Mn?

Now is not the time to rest, You Wuming, wake up quickly.

We still have a lot of things to do … "

He rolled his black eyes very slowly and slanted them on her face.

"Yes …" His voice was hoarse. "I haven't done something very important."

His body leaned forward heavily, pressing her against the pillow.

As if venting his anger, he kissed her like a storm.

After a long time, he slowly propped himself up and stared at her belt with a dark gaze.

"Do you want to know my final secret?" His voice was bewitching.

— If you want to know, then I'll exchange it you "

She looked up at him and saw that he had torn his shirt open in a frenzy, revealing a small part of his firm chest. His gaze was extremely dark, and he was panting slowly. The corners of his lips were curled up in an extremely seductive manner.

She knew that his mind had not yet climbed out of the dark abyss.

After all, that Spirit Memory Pearl had been with him for 20 years, and it had long become a part of his hatred. Today, he decided to give it away. That feeling was no less than tearing a piece of flesh from his heart with a wound.

Before facing Huangfu Jun and Kang Yanji, there was still a tough battle between them.

She hugged him and sniffed him gently.

"Why are you sniffing me?" He lifted her chin and asked naughtily.

His other hand was already familiar with the place where he had brought the hibiscus rouge to before.

"I like your smell."

She gently leaned her cheek against him and rubbed against him. "I want to have your smell and warmth for a long time. I want to be intimate with you and confide in you without restraint …"

You Wuming's breathing quickened. His pupils contracted, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. He was like a wolf that had received a signal to attack and was ready to attack.

"Okay." His voice was completely hoarse.

His large hand pulled off her undershirt without hesitation.

She grabbed his collar, and her eyes sparkled. "I'll call your name loudly, tell you how much I like you, and tell you how powerful you are.

In the entire world, there'll only be you and me. In our hearts and eyes, there'll only be each other. We'll have the most complete possession, and we won't let anyone disturb us … You Wuming, are you sure you want to do it here?

Are you planning to do it so hastily? "

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, he had already impatiently thrown away his belt. He frantically tore open his outer and inner clothes, and uncontrollably moved closer to her.

When she spoke halfway, his movements stopped. He slowly turned his eyes and stared at her flower-like lips. His Adam's apple kept moving, and his eyes were filled with interest and anticipation.

When she finished speaking, the magma that had rushed to his head had already cooled down. His thin lips moved slightly, and he muttered, "Here, I can't."

She stood up and moved closer to him.

You Wuming took a deep breath. As if he had been scalded, he suddenly let go of her and fled to the window.

His spine was lightly trembling, and the tips of his ears were red.

After a long, long time, he finally calmed his breathing.

"Little Sang Guo!" He suddenly looked back and glared at her. His lips were filled with an incomparably fierce smile. "Just you wait!"

She shyly smiled at him.

You Wuming felt a bit dizzy. Looking at the pair of clear and pure eyes in front of him, he even suspected that the bold and passionate words he had just heard were just his hallucinations.

His Little Sang Guo was clearly a transparent little fruit, with a bit of immaturity, so beautiful and lively.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of scene it would be when she lost control and wantonly called out his name.

He was afraid that he would die without regrets.

He felt like he was walking on a ten thousand feet long rope, carefully approaching a ball of warm light.

That kind of light ….. was he worthy?

He turned his head and thought for a moment. Then he said, "Come, I'll teach you how to carve a wooden figure."

Sang Yuanyuan, "Eh?"

He pulled her into his embrace, and with his arms around her, he casually broke off a piece of wood from the low table. With his other hand, he picked up a small knife on the table and began to carve.

She felt his breathing become steadier, and the sound of his heartbeat gradually disappeared.

"The head."

You Wuming bent his back and rested his chin on her shoulder. When he spoke, his deep voice sounded in her ear.

"The head." She cooperatively looked at the round wooden ball.

"Your head." He said with a smile.

She did not hesitate to say, "It doesn't look like it."

"It will look like it in a while." He smiled carelessly. He used two fingers to pinch the edge of the knife and carefully carved.

He focused on carving the wooden figure, and she focused on admiring his magnificent beauty.

It was a perfect face, just like jade.

The round wooden ball quickly developed a nose and a mouth.

Sang Yuanyuan was startled when she saw it. "It really does look a bit like me!"

"A bit?" You Wuming raised the corner of his lips and smiled disdainfully. "Just you wait."

The large carriage slowly moved forward. The sun shone through the curtain that he did not completely close, and a thin ray of light fell on You Wuming's hand.

As if he did not feel it, he wholeheartedly focused on carving Sang Yuanyuan's face.

From time to time, the carriage would gently sway, and the two's bodies would inadvertently bump into each other. A kind of peaceful atmosphere slowly filled the air, causing Sang Yuanyuan to become absent-minded from time to time, forgetting that they were currently driving towards Huangfu Jun's lair.

She did not know when she fell asleep.

When he was focused on carving, the quiet atmosphere and the extremely rhythmic rustling sound were extremely hypnotic.

You Wuming leaned back slightly, letting her curl up in front of him. After carving a few times, he could not help but be distracted to look at her sleeping face. Unknowingly, a warm and gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"Which family's beauty has such a bad sleeping posture!" he muttered in disdain.

… …

Sang Bujin carefully drove the carriage behind Jiang Jinzhen's group, preparing to enter the first city in the Western Region of the Eastern Region, the West Prefecture.

Ever since they met the Tiandu Special Envoy, the four of them had changed their plans. They decided to first give the gift to Huangfu Jun, then head to the Eastern Sea Lake to explore the secret of the blood clam.

Just as they drove through the wilderness, they suddenly heard Sang Yuanyuan's cry of surprise from the carriage.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou's expressions changed simultaneously, and they pushed open the carriage door.

They saw Sang Yuanyuan sleepily rubbing her eyes as she chased after You Wuming, trying to snatch the thing in his hand.

You Wuming skillfully avoided her with a mischievous smile on his face.

Sang Bujin said, "Let's go, let's go. There's nothing to see."

Bang — — He closed the carriage door.

Yun Xuzhou laughed and said, "Why can't you see your own sister doing well?

I feel that these two people are an immortal couple.

You, ah, are too prejudiced against You Wuming! "

Sang Bujin was not convinced. "What's so good about him?"

"What's so bad about him?"

Yun Xuzhou said, "He's young, handsome, has a high position, and has a high cultivation level. He's all alone. Where can you find such a husband?"

It was rare that Sang Bujin didn't joke with her.

He put on a straight face and said seriously, "You know what kind of person You Wuming is."

Yun Xuzhou pondered for a moment. "Could there be some hidden reason?

You and I have been watching him all this time. Do you really think that he's a bloodthirsty maniac? "

Sang Bujin smiled faintly. "In the past, you and I didn't see anything wrong with Xiaoyang."

"That's true …" Yun Xuzhou rested her elbows on her knees and sighed. "The things that You Wuming has done are all irrefutable evidence. There's no way to reverse the verdict.

However, Feng Chick, you have to remember that history is always written by the victors. If You Wuming ascends to the top, is whitewashed as a sage, and treats Feng Chick well for the rest of your life, do you still think that he's incapable? "

Sang Bujin's eyes trembled slightly. "Yun Xuzhou, why do you have such a scary thought?"

Yun Xuzhou slowly shook her head. "Is it scary?

Back then, when the Jiang Clan replaced the Yun Clan, did anyone think that was scary?

In this world, the strong are respected. Now, there aren't many people who dare to talk about You Wuming. In the future, heh … "

Sang Bujin pursed his lips.

After a while, he said softly, "I'm afraid that he's just looking for novelty.

If she marries someone else, such as Han Shaoling, even if he gets tired of her in the future and doesn't love her anymore, he'll still take good care of her. But You Wuming … "

If he dislikes her, she'll probably die.

Besides, this man himself is a burning pit.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't know that her cheap brother was suffering a deep hatred outside.

Right now, there was only one thing in her eyes, and that was to snatch that wooden head from You Wuming's hands and cut it into a thousand pieces.

His carving was really … too similar!

Anyone who saw it would be able to recognize her at first glance.

Her eyes were rolled back in her sleep, and she was drooling!

This was clearly slander!

Sang Yuanyuan definitely couldn't tolerate this kind of thing living under the same sky as her.

She summoned her kelp strips, and they curled towards You Wuming of different lengths. Six big face flowers hopped around in the carriage, trying to trip him.

You Wuming laughed heartily, and raised the wooden head in his hands. His figure was like a ghost, and without seeing any movements, he easily dodged her attacks. Again and again, he waved the lifelike wooden head in front of her eyes.

Really, ever since Sang Yuanyuan graduated from elementary school, she hadn't met such a hateful man.

"You Wuming!"

The angrier she was, the more he laughed.

After a long time, he suddenly hugged her from behind and flipped her onto the soft couch.

A green glow appeared in his hands, and he grabbed her 'kelp strips' and firmly tied her hands together.

After restraining her, he buried his face in her hair, greedily inhaling her fragrance.

"Little Sang Guo … Little Sang Guo …" He murmured in a low voice, "It's been twenty years since I've carved a wooden figure, and I've never laughed like this."

Her heart suddenly twitched with pain.

Twenty years … Never carved a wooden figure?

Twenty years ago, he carved one?

She twisted her body, flipped over, and arched into his embrace.

"I said before, I'll give you a lot of happiness.

You Wuming, I didn't lie to you, right? "

She raised her face and looked at him with a smile.

He looked down and saw a delicate face.

He stared blankly for a moment, and his gaze slowly drifted to the side. He casually replied, "En."

She pecked his chin.

"We'll always be good.

My little gongzi. "She boldly took another step towards him.

His body trembled slightly.

After a while, he slowly exhaled, pressed his chin against the top of her head, and said softly, "In that race, only those who live to adulthood can have a name."

Sang Yuanyuan was puzzled at first, but when she came back to her senses, she felt a dull pain in her heart.

It was very difficult for the children of the underworld race to live to adulthood.

"So you didn't have a name in the past?" she asked softly.

"En," You Wuming said briskly, "The one surnamed Ming called me 'hey' or 'ai.' Other people saw that I was beautiful, so they all called me little gongzi.

Little Sang Guo, I'm a genius.

At that time, I saw them as a bunch of idiots. "

Half of her mind was focused on listening to his heartbeat, and the other half was listening to his chatter.

You Wuming's emotions were deep.

"I remember everything from when I was born," he said slowly.

"I know when Kang Yanji snuck away. At that time, I was about two months old. She even hugged me and cried for a while, as if she couldn't bear to part with me, but she still left.

Later, someone came to ambush us, but the one surnamed Ming beat them away.

After that, the one surnamed Ming took me and moved to another place.

"At that time, I really didn't think that it was Kang Yanji who did it. I missed her a lot, and I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find us when she came back.

The one surnamed Ming's personality was too dull and boring. Kang Yanji was a bit interesting when she was with him.

When I was alone, I took a piece of wood and carved Kang Yanji, one after another.

I really miss her. "

"I often thought, if she changed her mind and came back to find us but couldn't find us, how anxious would she be?

In this world, which mother wouldn't miss her own son?

I still remember how she looked when she was breastfeeding. Her eyes were bright, her mouth was curved, and her whole body was covered in a layer of white light. "

He didn't say anything else, but lowered his head and sniffed around her black hair.

It was as if she was some kind of calming medicine.

Her hands were still tied by him, so she couldn't hug him. She could only burrow deeper into his arms.

Thinking of how he had laughed and played with her with the wooden figurine, she felt a burst of bitterness in her heart. She didn't know how to comfort him.

His injury was really too deep, and it was in the most fatal place. Others would never be able to empathize with him.

Any kind of consolation or persuasion would seem so weak.

If it was just pure hatred, taking revenge would be very satisfying.

But hatred was entangled with love, entangled with the attachment of a young bird to its birth mother.

Without hatred, he had nothing left.

You Wuming attacked Tiandu with the intention of perishing together with Kang Yanji, not just to kill her.

He wanted to destroy everything, including himself.

Then what about today?

Was she enough to pull him out of the abyss?

"You Wuming, no matter what, don't leave me, okay?" She peeked out a pair of watery eyes and stared at him.

He lowered his head and stared at her, his gaze gradually deepening.

At this moment, this man revealed his true appearance, which was extremely rare.

There was no fake smile, no banter, no pretense.

His eyes were slightly moved, and he asked her very softly and slowly, "What do you like about me?

If you overestimate yourself and try to pull me, you will fall with me, and not even your bones will be left.

Is it worth it? "

He understood everything.

She didn't rush to answer, only stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

You Wuming hooked his lips, "Why don't you consider my initial proposal?

Give me your body and take back your heart.

You've done enough these days, enough to get your life back from my hands.

Before I fall, I will let go and not drag you down with me. "

"How about it, hm?" He used his finger to lift her chin.

At this moment, his gaze was extremely calm and emotionless.

She didn't say a word, just stared at him, tears filling her eyes.

You Wuming was very calm at first, but gradually he found it hard to resist. He raised his hand and clumsily wiped her tears, but the more he wiped, the more tears fell.

His serious expression was quickly shattered. He removed the restraints on her wrists and grabbed her hand, letting her wipe her own tears. He looked like he was desperately trying to find a cure for his illness.

"Don't cry, what are you crying for, shouldn't you be happy?" He frowned, his thin lips pursed into a line.

She didn't move, like a puppet that only knew how to cry.

"Little Sang Guo," he maintained his last bit of stubbornness, "Don't try to lie to me.

At that time, I heard from You Yingyue's jade that you liked me. Do you know how fake that was? Did you think you could fool me?

Little Sang Guo, I am a genius!

Also, when I first caught you, you were clearly afraid of me. Because of the 'United Contract' on you, you spent so much effort to deal with me. Do you think I'm so stupid that I really don't know what you were thinking? "

She slowly lowered her eyes.

This layer of window paper was finally pierced through!

"Haven't you been waiting for me to say these words today?

You know that I will never go back on my words. If I say I will let you go, then I will let you go. Why are you not happy? "He frowned and asked in confusion.

"Okay." She finally opened her mouth to say one word.

You Wuming couldn't help but hold his breath, his pupils contracted, and he unconsciously backed away a little, nervously staring at her.

"I understand." She said, "You don't like me at all, you're just watching the show."

The light in her eyes swayed, but she forced herself not to let her tears fall.

You Wuming's heart was also suspended in her eyes. Along with the clear spring water, it was on the verge of collapsing. "No …"

She raised her hand, took off her belt, and took off her outer robe.

The kelp flew, sealing the car doors and windows.

The pure white inner robe made her even more slender and graceful. You Wuming's black eyes were filled with shock, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't say a single word, only staring blankly at her.

She continued to take off her inner robe.

"Let's do it like this, today, right here, you take what you want, then I will leave, and we will never see each other again."

He grasped her hand.

His eyes were already red, and he said with difficulty: "You, what are you doing!"

The clear spring water in her eyes trembled: "Giving you what you want, take back your heart.

Don't worry, I'm fine, it's very simple. "

She pushed his hand away, and with a gentle tug, her inner robe fell to the ground.

You Wuming suddenly closed his eyes, and turned his head away.

"Who said it was going to be here!" He gasped for breath: "Put on the clothes for me!"

"What's the difference between when and where?"

Her voice was indifferent: "Isn't it the same? Hurry up, come, the sooner I finish, the sooner I leave."

"Ah — —" You Wuming was going crazy.

He grabbed the clothes on the ground, and carelessly put them on her.

"That's not what I meant.

I, "he said," I'm not in a desperate situation now, I can still protect you … Why are you panicking now, even if you want to leave, it's not the right time. "

He tied her belt in frustration, and his big hands were trembling.

"So you want to tease me for a while, right?" She asked, "Is it very interesting?"

"I'm not!" He denied without hesitation: "I'm not teasing you."

"Then what is it?"

She looked up at him: "You know that I'm only pretending to be polite to you to save my life, but you still pretend to know nothing and keep me by your side. If this isn't teasing me, what is?"

He breathed unsteadily: "If you don't really like me now, how would I find out that your love was fake?"

She was stunned.

You Wuming continued to tie a few knots on her belt as he explained, "Your expression, your smell, everything has changed. It's like you've added honey, much sweeter than before. That's why I found out that you didn't like me before.

It's because you like me that I can't bear to let you die with me, do you understand? "

Sang Yuanyuan was stunned.

She … had she changed in any way?

He continued to tie knots, and her belt became a long knot, as if he was afraid that she would eat him.

He said: "I thought you'd be very touched.

Who knew that you women's minds are so strange.

Little Sang Guo, what are you thinking? When did I want to chase you away?

I'm clearly doing this for your own good, how can you treat my good intentions as bad intentions? "

"So, do you like me or not?" She suppressed her sobs and asked.

"I like you, I like you." You Wuming continued to play with her pitiful belt.

"Be serious!" She grabbed his collar.

You Wuming slowly raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He carefully pried her hand away, and couldn't help but laugh: "Little Sang Guo, looking at you now, people who don't know might think that I did something to you.

Actually, you almost did something to me … "

She stared at him, unwilling to let him go.

You Wuming was helpless, and he awkwardly coughed a few times. His gaze drifted to her lips, and he said in a low voice: "Didn't we already talk about it in Yunzhou?

I like you. "

"Then it's because you like me that you want me to go away, and don't want me to be in danger, right?" She continued to ask.

You Wuming made a final struggle: "I'm only letting you live."

"You Wuming, are you a great demon king or not!" She angrily grabbed him: "Be a little more domineering!

If there's no way out, then fight for me!

If you fall off the cliff, then grow wings and fly! "

Her eyes were shining.

It was as if a warm little sun had suddenly crashed into his body.

You Wuming stared at her in a daze. In a short moment, it was as if an entire dark sea was being destroyed in his eyes, and soon after, a dark star slowly rose. He lightly breathed in, and felt as if something was breaking out of its cocoon in his heart!

All of a sudden, two greenish-black wings half the size of a person spread out behind him!

It was as if the carriage didn't exist anymore, and the spiritual accumulation gave birth to an extremely terrifying vortex, crazily surging towards You Wuming's newly born spiritual wings. The brilliance circulated, and the illusory wings quickly solidified.

He really did grow wings.

The violent surge of spiritual accumulation alarmed Sang Bu Jin and Yun Xuzhou, who were on the shaft of the carriage.

The two rushed into the carriage, and both of them were dumbstruck.

"He, he broke through the realm …"

What was above the Spiritual Brilliance Realm?

No one had ever known.