Chapter 52

Sang Yuanyuan grabbed You Wuming's arm.

Her fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly. Because of her anxiety, a bit of moisture appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"What are you going to do?" she asked quickly in a low voice.

He slowly turned his eyes and glanced at her.

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly had a very bad feeling in her heart.

You Wuming at this moment made her feel unfamiliar.

No, actually it wasn't unfamiliar. Every time he imprisoned himself in the flames of destruction, it would be like this.

She had a clear intuition that he was going to bring this inextinguishable fire and burn all those things that made him angry to ashes!

In the book, the underworld demons that You Wuming kept in the underground palace of Tiandu carried a kind of fire that was difficult to extinguish. The pain made them even crazier. After You Wuming released them to the ground, they instantly attacked and occupied the imperial capital. There was blood and fire everywhere …

It was no wonder that when he was about to kill Kang Yanji, You Wuming, the arsonist, was' accidentally 'ignited by his own fire, causing him to fall short of success. In fact, it was already very difficult for him to hold on until then. The fierce battle made it impossible for him to suppress the fire in his body.

"You Wuming, don't." Her scalp was numb.

She didn't expect that after she rewrote the plot, You Wuming would unexpectedly encounter this inextinguishable fire earlier than in the book!

"Little Sang Guo, I'm fine." You Wuming's voice was hoarse. "You, don't worry."

She clutched his clothes tightly.

She shook her head at him.

"Didn't we successfully drive a wedge between Huangfu Jun and Kang Yanji?"

She suppressed the anxiety in her heart, softened her voice, and gently persuaded, "You Wuming, we don't need to be so anxious. It won't take too long to destroy them bit by bit, okay?

Don't perish together. I really want to see how you'll look like when you grow old. Will you become a handsome little old man? "

She forced a smile on her face.

At this moment, she even forgot that she was once an actress.

He stared at her, his black eyes flashing slightly.

She clutched him tighter.

"We will definitely win. Believe me, our ending will not be a tragedy.

Also, do you really not want to touch me anymore? "

She tiptoed and whispered into his ear, "Don't get yourself into trouble. How are you going to touch me then?

I promise you that whenever you want me, you can have me, okay? "

Her voice trembled slightly.

He turned his dark eyes and stared at her strangely.

A moment later, she burst out laughing.

"Alright," he said.

She felt relieved and happy.

You Wuming was startled by the sudden joy in her eyes.

He looked away and said with a smile, "Little Sang Guo, remember what you said."

Just now, she had been so anxious that she didn't care about anything else. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't help blushing. Letting go of his sleeve, she covered her face and turned around.

In the span of one or two breaths, she suddenly heard Yun Xuzhou exclaim in a low voice.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart sank heavily.

She suddenly turned around and saw that You Wuming had already cut his and the flame girl's wrists, sticking the bleeding wounds together.

The burning orange blood flowed towards You Wuming. In the blink of an eye, the girl was like a piece of melted wax, softly paralyzed on the 'candlestick'. In the blink of an eye, the girl's entire body turned into gray powder.

In a flash, Sang Yuanyuan saw the girl's deformed face reveal a smile of relief.

Her lips moved softly.

'Great … it's finally over … Niangqin … I'm coming …'

That ball of orange flame flowed into You Wuming's body.

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze trembled, moving from the pile of ashes to You Wuming.

You Wuming's eyes ignited with fire.

Blue veins popped out on his forehead.

He clenched his fists, an evil grin on his lips, and his body trembled a little.

Didn't he … promise her?

Sang Yuanyuan felt a burst of numbness.

At this moment, she seemed to be floating in the air, staring blankly. She somewhat blankly looked around, trying to see if there was a button to go back or start again.

Everything was so unreal, everything made her feel incredulous.

After a short while, she suddenly came back to her senses, realizing that everything was already irreversible.

At this moment, You Wuming was like a ball of fire, her gaze and mind would burn her.

Sang Yuanyuan stared blankly for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the cave.

Over and over again, she was actually a little tired. This was also good, in the future she didn't need to worry about the worst-case scenario suddenly happening.

She didn't need to be on tenterhooks because of this man anymore.

She walked out in a daze, the image of him biting the squid unconsciously floated in front of her eyes.

The image of him carving wood.

The image of him writing a novel under the candlelight with his head tilted.

The image of him leaning against the window, his eyes empty, and his lips curled into a faint smile.

Tears poured out. She thought, sure enough, the most ordinary moments really made people feel like their hearts were being cut by a knife.

'Go save my brother, then return to Sang Zhou.'

This was the only thought left in her mind.

After taking a few steps, a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders.

"Silly Guo, do you really think I'm dead?" The man's slightly hoarse voice sounded by her ear.

She didn't turn around, nor did she struggle, she just continued to walk forward like a puppet.

Her footsteps stopped.

"I'm fine."

His hands wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her into his embrace. "Silly Guo, I'm fine, do you hear me?"

She didn't say anything, her body trembling slightly.

All the strength in her body had left her, and she was a little disheartened.

He looked at her appearance, and his heart felt like it was being fiercely grasped by someone's hand.

"Let's go save someone first, okay?" He said coaxingly.

She said softly, "I'm going to save someone anyway."

Yun Xuzhou had already come back to his senses, and quickly rushed over. "Let's go first, I'm afraid something will happen to Chick Feng … You Wuming, are you really okay?

You're too impulsive! "

You Wuming laughed softly and said, "Have you forgotten that I've already broken through?"

The wings of light behind him slowly spread out, and the dark green wings were ignited by the raging flames, turning into a pair of flaming wings.

It turned out that he had sealed the Immortal Flames in his wings.

The orange flames burned fiercely behind him. He helplessly grabbed Sang Yuanyuan, bent down, and looked into her eyes as he explained to her. "When I first came in, didn't I already test this blood?

I only did this because I was certain.

Silly Guo, my life is no longer mine alone, I won't take risks so easily. "

The pair of flaming wings behind him flapped, and he looked like the legendary God of Vengeance who had descended from the heavens with flames of fury.

Sang Yuanyuan sighed softly and said, "We'll talk about it after saving someone."

You Wuming felt a little guilty, and he didn't directly fly out with them. Instead, he swept forward alone, elegantly stepping over the dense dark flames on the ground.

The way he landed was incomparably handsome.

Where he landed, the flames on the ground surged, but it wasn't like how Yun Xuzhou had described, where it would burn up to ten zhang to expel the intruder. Instead, it obediently converged into the flaming wings behind You Wuming.

The ground seemed to have been ignited by You Wuming, and the flames burned fiercely along the rings of fire. They flowed and gathered towards You Wuming, as if they were submitting to their monarch.

He stood in the midst of the flames, turned around, and said with a smile, "Come."

His chin was slightly raised, a little proud, a little fawning.

His black eyes flickered with a bright light, as if to say — see how powerful I am.

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly realized that men were like this.

They were natural hunters, and loved to attack and take risks.

Although they could make people gnash their teeth in hatred, it couldn't be denied that this was also a very attractive trait.

The three of them left the defensive ring of flames and easily sneaked to the outside of the four-story wooden building — the Mountain Fire Tribe was used to relying on the traces of the inextinguishable flames for defense, and didn't need to leave anyone to stand guard at night.

The tribesmen who had been making noise in the bridal room had already dispersed. Bright candlelight shone in a large, fiery-red room. Through the window lattice, one could vaguely see a person tied to the bed, and another person raising a whip high in his hand …

You Wuming raised his eyebrows with interest. "Tsk."

Yun Xuzhou sucked in a long breath of cold air. She didn't care about strategy and immediately rushed forward, raising her foot to kick down the wooden door, and jumped into the bridal room.

A man slowly turned his head.

His wedding robe had been torn in half, his chest was bare, and his hair was disheveled, as if he had just fought with a wild beast.

He raised his whip and was about to swing it at the other person.

As for the one tied to the bed, he looked even more miserable than he was.

The person who was tied up had his mouth tightly gagged by a red cloth. His wedding robes were tattered and twisted, and his limbs were tied to the four bedposts. His eyes were wide open, and he struggled as he whimpered.

Yun Xuzhou was stunned for a long time, not knowing who to beat.

The two men's faces were smeared with red dye, and one could tell at a glance how intense the fight had been.

Yun Xuzhou's gaze fell on their chests. She looked at this, and looked at that.

They were both men, and they were all real.

The two men were panting heavily.

The one who raised the whip stared blankly at Sang Yuanyuan and the other two for a while, then suddenly threw the whip away and covered his forehead.

"Feng, Feng, Feng Chick?" Yun Xuzhou's voice squeezed out from somewhere.

Sang Bujin had nothing left to live for, and he stuck his face out of his palm. "Who needs you to save me? Can't I deal with it myself? You even brought my little sister and the others … Yun Xuzhou, you, you, you're very good!"

Yun Xuzhou was very shocked, and she replied innocently, "How can I watch as you get harmed?"

As she said this, her gaze fell on the two men whose clothes were disheveled. She carefully looked at the Shan Huo clan leader who was tied to the bed and had many whip marks on his body. The corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and she added, "Then, it's not right to let you harm others like this."

Sang Bujin got up hatefully.

On the bed, the unlucky patriarch whimpered incessantly.

Sang Bujin heaved a sigh and said, "I once heard them say that when fire-attribute people drink that so-called divine fire blessing blood, the fire spirit in their bodies will be temporarily suppressed, and they won't be able to use their cultivation. Moreover, it has an aphrodisiac effect. They'll pant heavily and won't be able to shout loudly, so I planned how to deal with him."

He glanced sideways at the clan leader who was whimpering from being tied up, and spread his hands. "This kind of small matter can be easily dealt with.

Why would I need you to save me? "

If it weren't for his messy hair that looked like a bird's nest, and his clothes were tattered as if he had been ravaged for an entire night, Sang Yuanyuan and the other two really would have believed him.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the Shan Huo clan leader's hair was still seeping blood, and there was a bloodstained candlestick next to the bed.

Sang Bujin must have tricked the clan leader until he couldn't tell north from south, and then suddenly ambushed him from behind.

The Shan Huo clan leader thought that Sang Bujin was a woman, so he was careless and fell for his trick.

Yun Xuzhou stared blankly, and clearly couldn't come back to her senses for a while.

Sang Bujin had the experience of being seen by his sister once, so after the initial awkwardness, he quickly accepted his fate. Being seen by his sister in female clothes and being seen by Yun Xuzhou in male clothes, there didn't seem to be much of a difference … right?

With this thought in mind, he decisively jumped down from the bed, took out a set of slightly more normal clothes from the wooden cabinet, and put it on. Then, he tilted his head and said, "Let's go!"

After taking two steps, he seemed to have thought of something, and a ferocious glint flashed across his eyes. He turned around and picked up the candlestick, and viciously pounded it on the Shan Huo clan leader's lower body, as if he was pounding medicine.

The Shan Huo clan leader completely fainted.

"You'll die without descendants!" Sang Bujin spat. "Consider yourself unlucky to have bumped into me."

The four of them walked out of the Shan Huo clan.

Under the moonlight, the red clan looked like a fire in the forest.

You Wuming Wings of Fire ignited behind your back.

He slowly bent his body, and his slender fingers slowly stroked the traces of fire on the ground.

The moment his fingers were about to touch the ground, he seemed to have thought of something, and very slowly curled his fingers.

"Forget it."

He straightened his body, and a crafty smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "The fire is gone anyway, so I'll leave you guys to slowly cry."

It seemed that he had originally wanted to use the inextinguishable fire to destroy the clan, but for some reason, he changed his mind and let them go.

Sang Yuanyuan gazed at the fiery red clan.

The ground was filled with that kind of dark fire path, and the wooden houses of every household had torches on them. Everything looked very flammable.

If You Wuming had really set the fire, I'm afraid no one would have survived.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't think that You Wuming would consider whether or not there were innocent people among these people.

Then what made him change his mind?

He grabbed her shoulder and walked for a while. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying without rhyme or reason, "There's a round-headed child who looks a lot like you.

He'll definitely be as silly as you when he grows up. "

As it turned out, she had softened his heart.

After walking for more than ten li on the mountain path, Sang Bujin's breathing became heavier and heavier. Suddenly, his body tilted, and he leaned against a tree trunk, then stopped moving.

He had slammed into the tree with so much force that the branches and leaves of the old tree shook.

"Little sister, medicine.

That big mouth flower, try to detoxify me, "Sang Bujin said while gasping for breath.

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless.

The big face flower was already too much, so what the hell was the big mouth flower?

Everyone was a little out of it tonight, so Sang Yuanyuan only reacted now. Sang Bujin had said that the blood would suppress the cultivation of fire-attribute cultivators, and it would also induce aphrodisiac …

She hurriedly summoned the sunflower and spun its disc, sprinkling the dark green dew on Sang Bujin.

Unexpectedly, when the spiritual essence sprayed on him, it was like a raging fire coming into contact with dry wood. Sang Bujin suddenly trembled, and his eyes widened. The parts of his face that weren't covered by the red dye quickly turned dark red, and his ears were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

He scratched a large piece of bark with his backhand and said with great difficulty, "You, all of you, go away!

I'll deal with it myself … "

You Wuming: "Tsk."

After a long while, Yun Xuzhou said in a daze, "Just now, I saw a cave over there. Let me help you. Don't fall ill."

Sang Bu Jin wanted to struggle, but Yun Xuzhou easily grabbed his arm and slung it over her shoulder, forcefully supporting him as they walked towards the cave.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

You Wuming: "…"

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou soon disappeared from sight.

Sang Yuanyuan stared blankly in the direction the two of them had left. He wondered if Yun Xuzhou had realized that Sang Bujin was a man.

Wasn't this performance a little too calm?

This place was full of trees. Sang Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then he heard Yun Xuzhou's voice.

"The moment I saw you get married to someone else, I made up my mind. In this lifetime, I'll never let you marry anyone else. If you don't agree to me, I'll capture you and lock you up.

Actually, I already have such feelings for you. So, what difference does it make if you're a man or a woman? "

Sang Bu Jin coughed with difficulty a few times.

"Hey, I don't care if you're a man or a woman. Do you hear me?" Yun Xuzhou was incomparably domineering.

Sang Bu Jin: "… I hear you.

But I care a lot. "

"Huh?!"

"So," Sang Bu Jin's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he roared, "Stay down there!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "???!!!"

She hurriedly closed her mind, not daring to listen to the commotion over there.

You Wuming had been peeking at her for a long time.

Seeing that she had finally come back to her senses, he bent down, tilted his head, and put his handsome face in front of her.

"Little Sang Guo, Silly Guoguo, Guoguo, Zizi!"

She turned her body to the other side.

Then, she suddenly realized that this was very much like the scene of a pretentious female lead venting her anger on her boyfriend, so she turned back and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Are you calling a dog?" she said in annoyance.

You Wuming almost laughed out loud.

Then, he remembered that he should be the one making her laugh, not the other way around, so he struggled to keep a straight face.

"Don't be angry," he said. "I'm really confident."

She raised her eyes and looked at him. "Half of it."

His gaze clearly wavered. "More than that."

"You Wuming me, I'm tired," she said.

"It wasn't easy for me to get my head back from your hands. I haven't even had a few days of peace, and now I'm starting to worry about your head again?

Today is just a fire. What about tomorrow?

When you really face Kang Yanji, will you even think about yourself?

Will you even think about me? "

He opened his mouth and said dryly, "I won't put you in danger."

She lowered her head.

You Wuming paced back and forth a few times.

"Forget it." She smiled bitterly and raised her head to look at him. "Do whatever you want. If you want to fight with your life, then go ahead. At most, we'll die together.

I hope that at the moment of death, my weight in your heart will be greater than your hatred … "

"No!" You Wuming angrily grabbed her shoulders, his beautiful eyebrows tightly knitted together.

"Little Sang Guo, you're wrong. I'm not doing this just because of hatred."

He frowned and said reluctantly, "Did you know that the one surnamed Ming always had a wish? He wanted to get rid of Ming Mo. He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way to get rid of him."

Sang Yuanyuan was slightly shocked and looked at him in surprise.

You Wuming said awkwardly, "Don't think too much.

I'm not trying to fulfill his last wish or anything. I just don't like those disgusting things. "

Sang Yuanyuan said blankly, "En, I understand."

She really understood.

You Wuming nodded carelessly. "It's good that you understand.

In short, I've thought about it. There are only a few things that can make Ming Mo bring him to the bottom of the Abyss and then infect each other.

Fire, poison, disease. "

Sang Yuanyuan came back to her senses. "That's right.

Ming Mo probably won't get sick, and it's very difficult for poison to spread on a large scale through their own bodies … Fire is indeed a very good method. "

Her heart began to pound as she looked at him, her eyes slowly becoming moist.

So You Wuming in the book didn't only create those Ming Mo burning with inextinguishable flames for the sake of hatred.

His real goal was to put the fire under the Abyss.

But this awkward guy definitely wasn't willing to face his inner thoughts of 'justice' … He really was a qualified villain!

So, his determined gaze just now wasn't because of his hatred towards Kang Yanji, but because he thought that if he took the inextinguishable flames, he would have the hope of exterminating the Ming Mo!

She suddenly threw herself into his arms.

You Wuming was caught off guard and was knocked back by her.

"Xiao, Xiao Sang …"

He widened his eyes and looked down at her in horror.

She gagged him.

She took the initiative to make it difficult for him to resist.

It was as if she wanted to eat him up, not letting go of a single trace of his breath. She greedily plundered him.

He quickly felt that he was drying up. His mouth was dry, and his throat was burning.

An itchy feeling drilled into his heart. His palm felt as if it was being scratched by a ball of grass.

He subconsciously tilted his head back slightly, but her soft little hands immediately grabbed the hair at the back of his head.

You Wuming: "…" Damn it.

He felt as if all the blood and strength in his body had gathered in one place.

He felt that he was about to explode.

He opened his eyes and looked around with a strong sense of purpose.

This place was really a bit terrible.

Just as he was on the verge of losing control, she finally let go of him. She put her forehead on his chin and panted. She said very seriously, "Take me with you.

Together, we will unify the world and get rid of the Ming Mo. Then, we will go out of the Abyss to take a look! "

After saying that, she raised her face. Under the night sky, her clear eyes seemed to be filled with sweet spring water.

You Wuming felt that he would drink himself to death in there.

"Little Sang Guo …" His voice was hoarse and moved.

"I will take you with me," he said seriously. "No matter where, I will take you with me."

He grabbed her hand tightly and lowered his head to kiss her again.