Chapter 62

Sang Yuanyuan carefully supported the Big Face Flower's flower plate and squeezed half of her body out of the small cave.

This place was about 200 feet from the ground. For someone who couldn't fly, looking down like this really made her a little dizzy.

Sang Yuanyuan grabbed the Big Face Flower's flower plate and made it weave 'seaweed'. She tied it to her waist and then jumped down like bungee jumping.

These materialized Mu Lingyun felt like jelly, but they were very tough. Ordinary swords couldn't cut them at all.

She hung in the air and threw the man-eating flowers down. With her cultivation at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Realm, she could throw the flowers and plants about 15 feet away from her.

A brown plant stem immediately appeared amidst the dense wave of Nether Demons.

The big red flower bud was like a searchlight. It hung down from the top of the stem in a dejected manner. Its back was hunched as it looked down at the crazily squirming Nether Demon.

Suddenly, the flower petals separated!

Like a falcon catching a fish, the red flower dove to the ground at lightning speed. Within a blink of an eye, it caught a Nether Devil, raised its bud, and swallowed the Nether Devil into its brown stem.

A large swollen bulge immediately appeared on the stem.

"Puji, puji …"

After a few breaths, the man-eating flower's stem returned to its original shape, and the whole flower plant became a little bigger.

The nearby Nether Demons seemed to be a little confused. They slowed down and slowly turned their heads to sniff around, but they didn't find anything.

The wave of Nether Demons behind continued to surge forward. These Nether Demons that felt a little strange were quickly pulled to the front. They couldn't sense Spiritual Essence, which was a 'dead thing' without blood.

These Nether Demons crawled toward the light source that You Wuming created.

Sang Yuanyuan tried to throw the second man-eating flower, but it failed.

Thus, she concentrated on controlling the only lethal weapon in her hand and once again pulled up the Nether Demons to replenish its nutrients.

In the beginning, the man-eating flower was about one and a half people tall from the root to the top of the bud. Its brown stem was as thick as a man's forearm. After eating twenty or so Nether Demons, it grew to the height of two people, and its stem was as thick as a calf.

The most obvious change was that the speed at which it digested the Nether Demon had doubled. It originally needed seven to eight breaths of time, but now it only needed three breaths of time.

Their hunting movements also became much more ferocious. The five huge petals separated and closed, and a Nether Devil was silently captured and eaten.

Right in front of him, the orange flame in You Wuming's hand had already turned into a small dazzling sun, casting the shadow of Sang Yuanyuan's hair onto the stone wall behind him.

She looked back and saw a graceful figure hanging on the wall of the gloomy underground cave. It looked like a painting of flying and dancing.

She happily turned back and looked at You Wuming.

She saw him holding the Everlasting Fire in one hand and waving his blade in the other. The corpses of the Nether Demons behind him were piling up higher and higher. He stood in the middle of the basin, his blood reaching his knees.

'As expected, this is hell.' Sang Yuanyuan thought.

The man-eating flower was still crazily hunting.

It had advanced again, and its height was more or less fixed. It no longer jumped up, but began to grow horizontally, like a middle-aged man getting fat.

The bud grew bigger and bigger, and the stem gradually became the protective layer at the bottom of the bud.

'Hey, aren't you a bit too fat …' Sang Yuanyuan secretly ridiculed.

The fat man-eating flower's efficiency in pulling up the Nether Demons was astonishing.

It could swallow three Nether Demons in one gulp, and it only needed one breath of time to completely digest them!

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the red fatty wolfing down the food. She felt a bit proud, but also a bit embarrassed. Now, she was even less like a little fairy.

Whose fairy's skill was like this!

What a sin.

At this moment, the orange Everlasting Fire in You Wuming's hand had completely condensed.

His exquisite lips curled into a mischievous smile. He used a very casual gesture, as if he was brushing off a leaf that had fallen on his finger, and threw the ball of fire into the spirit fire mine.

The ball of orange flame flashed, and like water, it melted into the dark red mine.

You Wuming turned back to look at the cave Sang Yuanyuan was in.

His gaze paused, and slowly moved down, staring at Sang Yuanyuan who was hanging in the air. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He carefully sized her up, and found that she hadn't been forced out of the cave by the Nether Demons, but had willingly hung there to cultivate her body. He rubbed his forehead, and continued to walk towards another fire not far away.

Three points and a line, and this mine would be completely ignited.

When Sang Yuanyuan raised her head to look at You Wuming, he had already turned his back and reached the second fire.

Just looking at his back, he really did look cold and heartless.

Stepping on the flesh and blood on the ground, he mercilessly stepped on the heads of the Nether Demons, and casually waved the blade in his hand, about to take the lives of a large number of Nether Demons.

It was as if the God of Death had come to the world.

Her little heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

So handsome.

She also wanted to be so elegant and cool.

She lowered her head to look at her flower, and instantly pouted dejectedly.

Very good, at this moment, it had completely turned into a red fatty.

The brown stem could no longer support the huge red head, and it drooped down listlessly, its' chin 'resting on the ground. The bright red petals opened and closed, sucking in the Nether Demons one by one into the flower's stomach.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

Whatever.

It was originally a long stem with a beautiful big red flower, like a tulip.

At this moment, the man-eating flower had turned into a creeping fatty, and its stem was like a small tail, swinging behind its big fat body.

She had a bad premonition.

It might have to have a new name.

However, this man-eating flower that had evolved into a red fatty was indeed more powerful than before.

When it opened its mouth, it could swallow seven or eight Nether Demons at the same time, digesting them instantly without spitting out any nuclei.

It was like a greedy snake, wriggling around on the ground, and wherever it passed, it would clean up.

When You Wuming lit up the second fire, the man-eating flower's evolution had already stopped.

Sang Yuanyuan had a feeling that this was its limit — it could swallow ten Nether Demons at once, and it didn't need any time to digest them.

A strange feeling of energy surged in her heart.

She continued to control the man-eating flower to eat.

Soon, she clearly caught the impulse in her heart, and she raised her hand and threw it heavily —

Another man-eating flower appeared!

This time, it was the original version of the little man-eating flower.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the thin brown stem beside the red fatty, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The newborn little man-eating flower 'timidly' looked at the red fatty beside it.

The red fatty shook its large and thick petals at it, and took the lead in swallowing the Nether Demons.

The little man-eating flower imitated it, shook its small head, and followed the red fatty's footsteps, elegantly starting to eat.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …" She didn't want to say anything, she just wanted to be alone.

She roughly understood.

The man-eating flower and the big-faced flower had different ways of evolving.

The big-faced flower was her foundation flower, as long as she evolved, the quality and quantity of the big-faced flower would increase as well. The man-eating flower was an independent flower species, after eating one to the max level, it could start to develop a second one.

In theory, as long as she had enough time, she could control her plant army to attack the Nether Abyss, and eat the Nether Demons until they went extinct.

The second man-eating flower quickly followed its predecessor's footsteps, and turned into a red fatty.

Sang Yuanyuan had just summoned the third skinny one, when she saw You Wuming flapping his wings and flying over, looking at her with a smile that wasn't a smile, as if he had something to say.

When Sang Yuanyuan saw his eyes full of evil intentions, she knew that something was wrong.

She didn't have time to stop him.

You Wuming pointed at the two huge red fatty below, his thin lips moving, and coldly spat out three words that took Sang Yuanyuan's life — —

"Pig Head Flower."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

This slash was truly heart-wrenching.

He hugged her, his voice low with a smile, and fell into her ears: "It's time to go, my silly fruit."

She angrily took away the two big and one small flower.

He flapped his wings heavily, and his body rose more than ten feet.

The long knife in his hand stabbed into the stone wall, fell, and bounced, flapped his wings again, and flew up another ten feet.

After flying a hundred feet, Sang Yuanyuan felt something and looked down.

She saw that the three fire spots had all the dark fire spots in the spirit fire vein in a line, the orange fire was flowing restlessly in the vein, and it was about to completely explode!

She sucked in a breath of cold air, and unconsciously grabbed his clothes.

"Boom — —"

The wave of air was the first to surge.

Borrowing the power of the first wave of explosion, You Wuming lightly flew more than thirty feet.

What came after was not only the wave of air.

The rumbling was like thunder, and it sounded from the bottom of their feet.

The Spirit Fire Vein was ignited by the Inextinguishable Flame, and under the support of the Spirit Accumulation, it exploded into balls of Spirit Fire. Heat waves surged up, and balls of orange-red flames exploded one after another. The cave walls began to shake violently, and countless rocks fell from above.

The mine exploded!

Under their feet, the waves of fire were biting tightly.

You Wuming laughed wantonly, and borrowed the waves of fire to quickly rush up.

The knife in his hand danced so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

He cut the stones that attacked her into pieces, and from time to time, he would stab the knife into the stone wall, borrowing the power to rush up again.

After about the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Sang Yuanyuan saw the sky above her, decorated with bright stars.

The rumbling had already reached the ground. Because the explosion was very deep, the people on the ground did not realize that something had happened in the sacrificial pit, and only thought that it was an earthquake.

But when the waves of fire came out, it could no longer be hidden.

"So we need the Xiao Xiang Tavern Master to attract Han Shaoling's attention, so that he won't have the energy to look around, discover something strange here, and block us." Sang Yuanyuan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz amidst the violent explosions.

You Wuming saw her lips move. Although he did not understand what she was saying, he knew that she was praising him.

He pecked her forehead, and his lips curled into a smile.

In the next second, he rushed out of the sacrificial pit, and threw in the two guards who had come to investigate. Then he quickly rushed to the side, and jumped over a palace wall.

The ground shook violently, and waves of muffled thunder came from the earth's core, as if the earth dragon was angry.

At this time, no one had the mind to pay attention to their surroundings.

You Wuming brought Sang Yuanyuan, and quickly climbed up the Skytribute Platform.

Looking down from here, they could see the entire palace at a glance.

Sang Yuanyuan saw that Han Shaoling and the royal family were standing in the spacious courtyard outside the banquet hall to avoid the tremors. There was a person in official attire lying on the ground, and his chest was stained with blood. The Xiao Xiang Tavern Master and the other shellgirls were standing at the side, swaying. It seemed that the assassination had been very successful.

At the sacrificial pit, there were already flames shooting into the sky.

It would not be long before Han Shaoling received the news.

It was time to go.

"Let's fly again." You Wuming smiled.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he spread his wings, and flew down.

The full moon happened to be behind him, and the flames on his wings were faintly discernible, like the stars on the moon.

He hugged her waist, narrowed his eyes, and pursed his thin lips. At this moment, the sky was wide, and the ground was wide, and he was free to gallop.

"You Wuming."

"Hm?"

"Nothing."

"Hm." He casually curved his lips. "I like you too."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She seemed to have been flirted with.

Soon, he landed in the alleyway outside King City.

Shang Ming was already impatient.

It moved its wet black nose, and its round eyes stared at You Wuming's boots and trousers, clearly showing a disdainful expression — they were stained with the Nether Demon's blood.

Getting out of the city was very smooth.

Han and You shared a border, and both sides had planted many hidden pawns in each other's cities.

At the city gate, a high-ranking general guarding the city opened a small door below the city gate for You Wuming, and Shang Ming left the Han capital.

"Return to the palace and bring my blade, then go to Ji Prefecture and accept Huangfu Jun's gift," You Wuming said.

Sang Yuanyuan asked curiously, "They came so quickly?"

"Hm," You Wuming lazily replied, "Yesterday, they crossed Qin Prefecture and pretended to attack Xi Lin Pass for two days. They want to help the Ji Prefecture's King take back the capital."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The Huangfu Clan and the Ji Clan were relatives — in fact, in Cloud Realm's eighteen prefectures, any royal family of two prefectures could be traced back a few generations.

Simply put, when building relationships, they recognized relatives, but when fighting a war, they didn't recognize relatives.

After Ji Prefecture was taken down by You Prefecture, the Ji Prefecture's King asked Huangfu Jun for help. Huangfu Jun had Huangfu Xiong lead an army through Tu, Jin, and Qin Prefectures to reach Ji Prefecture.

For a long journey, they naturally couldn't bring any heavy military equipment.

Huangfu Xiong attacked for a few days, but couldn't take Xi Lin Pass, so he had the Ji Prefecture's King purchase a batch of military equipment from Qin Prefecture to Ji Prefecture.

This batch of equipment was the 'gift' that the Huangfu Clan had deliberately sent to You Wuming.

Everyone knew that You Wuming was poor.

If this kind of rabid dog army suddenly became rich and received a batch of good equipment, they definitely wouldn't be able to resist attacking Tiandu.

This was the effect that Huangfu Jun wanted.

"Little Sang Guo," You Wuming tilted his head in puzzlement, "in the eyes of outsiders, am I, You Wuming, really an idiot?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

This question was a bit difficult to answer.

Actually, it was true.

Not to mention anything else, just in the original work, he was a madman who didn't care about his life.

"Hm?"

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his finger lifting her chin, "Little Sang Guo, could it be that you also think this way?"

Sang Yuanyuan smiled, "No, it's that their brains aren't enough, they can't understand your profound wisdom."

You Wuming: "… …" Something seemed strange, but he still looked very happy to be praised.

He slowly raised his eyes, looking into the distance.

"Hm?" His expression suddenly changed, "Short-life, where are you going?"

Before he finished speaking, Short-life had already leapt over fifty feet high, and with a splash, fell into a clear stream.

It found him dirty.

Smelly and dirty.

You Wuming: "… …"

As soon as his wings appeared, he fell into the water.

He dazedly used his wings to paddle twice into the water.

Sang Yuanyuan was laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

You Wuming's black eyes slowly turned half a circle, his thin lips suddenly raised, and he nimbly turned half his body, his wings scooped up a large amount of water, and splashed Sang Yuanyuan's heart cold.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

Her hair was all over her face.

She carelessly wiped her hair, jumped into the water, and waved her arms, splashing large and small puffs of water at You Wuming.

Short-life was very cooperative, diving into the water to wet its long fur, then swam towards You Wuming, splashing water at him.

"You're rebelling!"

You Wuming smiled sinisterly, flapped his wings, and swept up from the water, smashing Short-life in the air, and pressed it into the water.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly rushed over to rescue it, jumping up and throwing herself into his arms, tightly hugging his waist, and flipping off Short-life's body, pressing it into the water.

Facing her, he really couldn't bear to be even the least bit ruthless.

In the clear water, he allowed her to press him down, and they dove to the bottom of the river.

Short-life's four hooves dug into the water, swimming down from above like a seal.

You Wuming couldn't help but laugh, and as he laughed, a string of bubbles came out of his mouth, hitting Sang Yuanyuan's face, and sticking close to her cheek as they floated to the surface of the water.

She also couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, it was as if all of her worries and worries had grown wings and flown away.

Seeing that they were about to sink to the bottom of the river, he flipped her over, pressed her down, and fiercely kissed her until she was dizzy.

Truly and truly, immersed in the river of love.

… …

They had a lot of fun playing, but when they returned to the shore and realized that they could only hurry through the wilderness in wet clothes, both of their faces were faintly green.

"Short-life." You Wuming patted its head again and again. "You're. Very. Good."

Short-life: "Ohhh?" It completely didn't understand what Master was saying. I'm just a simple dog without a brain.

Short-life ran at full speed, and after half a day, they arrived at the ancient capital of Youzhou.

Their clothes had already been blown dry by the wind.

"Change your clothes, take your saber, and go to Jizhou."

Now that he was revisiting this place, Sang Yuanyuan's mood was completely different from before.

She looked around.

Looking at these buildings, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of belonging. Everywhere she looked was pleasing to the eye.

She knew that this was called loving the house, loving its crow.

"Mine." She pointed at the towering palace in front of them.

You Wuming couldn't help but laugh. "Yours.

It's all yours. "

Short-life tilted its head, looking at its male master with some disdain and some fear.

After returning to the palace, Short-life went straight to its own exclusive hot bath.

You Wuming laughed evilly, picked up Sang Yuanyuan horizontally, and walked towards the hot spring palace.

She had helped him bathe here before.

"Little Sang Guo." He gritted his teeth. "When you lied to me, you were very good at it, hm?"

His eyes were burning, and he wanted to make a move on her again.

She swam to the other side of the pool and smiled at him. "When did I lie to you? Didn't I like you every day?

Now I like you even more! "

He leaned forward, forcing her to the point where she had no way to escape.

"Little Sang Guo …"

His voice was unbelievably hoarse.

"In the water, I haven't tried it yet …"

He caught her.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and then he remembered the first time he embarrassed himself in the water. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare, and his face turned red.

Just as he was about to make a move, a Ghost Shadow Guard suddenly asked to see him.

You Wuming: "…"

He stepped out of the pool, put on a large black robe, and went out of the palace.

There were vines on the window lattice. Sang Yuanyuan leaned on the side of the pool, listening to the Ghost Shadow Guard report to him.

"My lord, the Heartseeker has committed another crime, and the victims this time … are two of our brothers!

The corpses were just found, and the time of death was this morning. "The voice was trembling.

You Wuming didn't say anything.

Even though they were separated by a palace, Sang Yuanyuan could feel his sudden coldness.

"I'm incompetent!

I've been investigating for a few days, but there's still no clue! "

This morning.

Was it when he, she, and Short-life were playing in the river?

Sang Yuanyuan knew that You Wuming's current state was definitely extremely bad.

She climbed out of the hot spring and used a cloth to wipe the water droplets off her body. She put on her clothes and went out of the palace.

The Ghost Shadow Guard had already retreated.

You Wuming stood there with the black robe loosely draped over his body. Half of his chest was exposed, but he wasn't in the mood to pull up his clothes.

Sang Yuanyuan went forward and gently helped him close his clothes.

"What's a Heartseeker?" she asked.

Over the past few days, A 'gu had been in charge of handling the affairs of Youzhou. He would report to You Wuming every day and receive orders.

Even though You Wuming never avoided Sang Yuanyuan, she couldn't understand the simple words of their names and places, so she didn't pay much attention.

You Wuming said calmly, "Seven days ago, the first victim appeared in Youdu.

There was only one wound on his body, and it was his heart that was dug out. "

Sang Yuanyuan sucked in a breath of cold air.

You Wuming continued, "After that, more victims appeared. Until yesterday, there were a total of seven victims.

There was no pattern to the time of the murders, and there was no connection between the victims. As for the culprit, there were no clues.

The previous victims were all commoners.

On the second day, I sent the Ghost Shadow Guard to investigate. They called the culprit 'Heartseeker'. "

Sang Yuanyuan slowly nodded her head.

She originally thought that it was just an ordinary criminal case that could be closed as long as the culprit was caught.

"But the victims today were the Ghost Shadow Guard," Sang Yuanyuan said, "The Ghost Shadow Guard's strength should be above the fifth level of the Spiritual Brilliance Realm."

"That's right." You Wuming's face didn't reveal any emotions.

He brought her outside.

The corpses of the victims stopped outside the palace.

The two dead Ghost Shadow Guards only had a dazed and pained expression on their faces at the moment of death. It was obvious that they had encountered an extremely sudden sneak attack and weren't prepared at all.

Nothing could be seen.

Looking at the wound on the chest, there was a neat and big hole.

It was as if a round wooden stake had been nailed into the body, nailing the heart together with the bones and flesh out of the body.

She couldn't find any clues.

The Ghost Shadow Guard were people who had followed him through life and death all year round.

You Wuming stood there like a black shadow that was about to disappear under the sunlight.

"Why don't we investigate the case first before leaving?" Sang Yuanyuan suggested.

He hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "A substitute can't deal with Huangfu Xiong."

Sang Yuanyuan nodded.

Although Huangfu Jun wanted to 'give gifts' to Youzhou, he wouldn't actually present the gifts to them.

The other party was calculating You Wuming's strength. If he sent a substitute, not only would he fail to deliver the gifts, he might even lose his own people.

In the ever-changing battlefield, a single mistake could cost thousands of lives.

It was clear which was more important.

After a while, he said faintly, "Increase the vigilance and wait for my return.

Try to minimize the number of deaths. "

"Yes!

My Lord! "

You Wuming tilted his head, "Little Sang Guo, let's go."

You Wuming didn't say much along the way.

He didn't seem to be in a bad mood, but he sat very upright and didn't pull her into his arms even once.

Shang Ming ran with his head down, and his speed was much faster than before. In less than a day, they passed Youdu and arrived at the capital of Jizhou.

Most of the buildings in Jizhou were gray and white. At first glance, it looked like a barren Sang Prefecture.

The people of Jizhou had been driven away.

The bustling capital of Jizhou had now been turned into a large military camp.

You Wuming went straight to the main tent and saw a man with a figure that was 99% similar to his. He wore a silver mask and stood up respectfully.

"My Lord."

The man bowed his head and saluted, then took off the mask on his face and neatly took off the commander's cloak.

Sang Yuanyuan took a closer look and saw that the man's appearance after the disguise was about 70% to 80% similar to You Wuming.

It was enough to only guard against enemy troops and spies who had infiltrated the camp.

He nimbly spread out the map and said, "My Lord, please take a look. According to the information leaked by Dong Zhou, the 20,000 sets of spiritual armor and weapons from Qin Zhou will pass through Xi Xi Road by noon tomorrow.

It's easy to set up an ambush here. Once we launch an attack from above, they'll have no choice but to abandon their armaments and flee the canyon.

My Lord, I'm afraid there's a trap here. "

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the map.

She wasn't very good at geography in the past. Looking at the contour lines was like looking at a function. It took her a long time to understand that Xi Xi Road was a place similar to a canyon.

You Wuming used his fingertip to point at an inconspicuous corner.

"Huangfu Xiong will set up an elite cavalry unit to lie in wait here. When I leave Xi Xi Road, they'll launch an attack."

The stand-in general sucked in a breath of cold air. Soon after, he was somewhat puzzled. "In this way, although he can cause casualties to our army, he can't possibly use cavalry to transport these armaments away.

Eh?

Since he knows that the armaments will be intercepted when they pass through Xi Xi Road, why would he send sheep into the tiger's mouth? "

— — The things You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan did in Dong Zhou were absolutely confidential. Other than a trusted aide like A Gu, no one else knew.

In the eyes of the bystanders, this was just an ordinary battle.

Sang Yuanyuan followed You Wuming's finger and looked. The originally dazzling lines were casually pointed at by him and gradually became clear.

Sang Yuanyuan understood.

You Wuming had clearly seen through Huang Fu Xiong's character.

Huangfu Xiong was ordered to deliberately give You Wuming equipment. However, with Huangfu Xiong's hot-blooded personality, he definitely wouldn't want to become such a dejected and dusty landlord's foolish son. Therefore, he added a heroic act for himself. Although he lost the equipment, he took a bite out of You Wuming's sore spot.

Imagine Huangfu Xiong's thoughts. It was something like this: 'Hmph, ignorant Little You' zi, don't think that I'm really an idiot to give you so many things!

See, everything is within my expectations. Seeing that you've been beaten so pitifully by me, I'll reward you with these small supplies!

How can you mortals guess the far-reaching scheme behind me and my big brother? '

Little did they know that the instigator behind all of this was this' ignorant and pitiful 'You Wuming.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but sympathize with Huangfu Xiong, this enthusiastic book friend.

You Wuming's long finger drew a line. "Go, bury the iron caltrops here."

The substitute general bowed his head. "Yes!

My lord, this general requests your order to lead the cavalry to intercept Huangfu Xiong from the flank! "

"No need." You Wuming's empty gaze fell on the map. "One person is enough."

The substitute general's heart trembled, but he didn't say anything else. He cupped his hands and retreated.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at You Wuming worriedly.

He wanted to challenge Huangfu Xiong's magnificent army alone?

Just as she was in a daze, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and strode towards the temporary residence that his subordinates had prepared for him.

His fingertips were slightly cold.

She stole a glance at him and saw that his eyes were clear and cold, his expression firm and resolute.

He didn't look like he was going to do anything bad.