Chapter 63

You Wuming loosened his grip on Sang Yuanyuan's wrist as he stepped through the palace's carved ceiling.

He turned around and slowly closed the palace's door.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but hold her breath. She felt that the palace was so quiet that it made her hair stand on end.

She wasn't afraid of him. She wasn't afraid of him doing anything to her. But his current state was clearly abnormal. She could feel that his heart was beating wildly and his body was cold.

After closing the palace's door, he didn't move for a long time. He just stood there quietly with his back to her.

He was wearing a black robe today. The collar, cuffs, and tail of the robe were all embroidered with dark golden lines. In this dimly lit palace, they flickered and gave off a cold glimmer.

His body didn't move at all. It was as if even his breathing had stopped.

"You Wuming …"

She softly called out to him.

Her slightly strained voice echoed in the empty palace for a moment.

He finally slowly turned around.

"Little Sang Guo, I want you now," he said.

She looked at him in a daze. For a long time, she didn't react to what he was saying.

Because his expression was too calm.

She moved her lips and stared blankly. She watched as he walked in front of her in two steps and carried her into the inner palace.

The cloud couch was cold and empty. The windows were tightly shut and the palace was dark.

He didn't have the slightest intention of lighting a candle. After laying her flat on the cloud couch, he took out a jade slip. After looking at it for a moment, he placed it next to the jade pillow and began to undress.

The black robe slid to the ground.

He lowered his head and took off her clothes without saying a word.

His gaze was very empty. It was as if he had something on his mind.

When he covered her, she still wasn't prepared.

She pursed her lips and gently hugged his neck, responding to him gently.

He was clearly not focused. From time to time, he would unconsciously glance at the jade slip next to the pillow, as if he was waiting for some kind of news. She couldn't tell if he was waiting for some kind of news or not.

Both of them were absent-minded.

His body was cold. It was as if he was mechanically completing his task.

Her heart was filled with bewilderment. At this moment, You Wuming once again made her unable to see through you.

Just like that crazy You Wuming who could have a relapse at any time, at this moment, other than knowing that he would not hurt her, she knew nothing about his emotions.

The dim light from outside had completely disappeared.

"You Wuming …" she said softly. "It's been more than an hour."

He paused.

He slowly lowered his head to look at her.

In the darkness, his eyes were like two stars burning with a dim flame.

"Can't take it anymore?" He finally asked.

His voice was calm and a little hoarse, but it was not the kind of hoarse that was filled with darkness.

"Yes.

It hurts a little, "she replied.

He raised his hand and stroked her forehead.

"Good girl, very soon …"

The jade slip suddenly lit up.

In this dark and cold bedchamber, the jade light that suddenly lit up was rather dazzling.

The green light reflected on You Wuming's face. His eyes turned into two bright green flames. His expression was calm, but he looked like a ferocious ghost.

He stood up and put on his black robe. He sat on the edge of the cloud couch and picked up the jade slip. "Speak."

A Gu's voice came from the jade slip. "Reporting to my lord, another one has met with an accident. The time of death was thirty minutes ago."

You Wuming asked coldly and indifferently, "Is there any difference in the way they died?"

A Gu replied, "There isn't!"

"Understood."

You Wuming crushed the jade slip.

He threw out a wisp of flame and lit the candles in the hall.

She closed her eyes. For a moment, she was unable to adapt to the light.

He slowly turned his head. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. His smile was cold and sinister.

"Little Sang Guo, the Heart Seeker, can't tolerate us being together."

She was suddenly startled. She unconsciously shuddered. Her heart was beating wildly. She looked at him in astonishment.

For a moment, she did not know what to say. Her heart was somewhat frightened and at a loss.

"Are you scared?" He pulled his lips into a smile.

She calmed herself down. She grabbed his arm and sat up. She pressed her weak body against his back and said with difficulty, "You're saying that if you're together with me, someone will be killed?"

"En."

His chest trembled, and he said in a low and calm voice, "The first time someone died was on your cloud couch. When you and I were husband and wife."

He turned around and stretched out his long arms. He pulled her body into his embrace.

He caressed her hair. "I thought about it the whole way and finally found the only rule. Whenever I was excited because of you, the Heart Seeker would start to kill people."

Sang Yuanyuan was suddenly shocked. "The time … can even be determined?"

You Wuming's thin lips moved slightly, revealing an extremely cold smile. "Now, it's completely confirmed."

She found it hard to digest. She murmured, "When you, me, and Shang Ming were playing in the river, was that the time when you were the happiest and most excited?"

During that time, the Heart Seeker killed two Ghost Shadow Guards in a row.

"En." A trace of gentleness flashed through his eyes. "I've never felt that way before."

That was the time when he completely opened his mind to play without any desires. He threw away all his worries and was with the person he loved. He even brought the dog with him.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart trembled. No matter how far away they were, he could immediately sense her emotions. Moreover, he could kill a Spiritual Brilliance Realm expert without anyone noticing.

She closed her eyes heavily. Like a sigh, she uttered two words.

"Is that it?"

"That's right." You Wuming said lightly.

He lowered his deep and narrow eyes and stared at her.

"After I broke through the realm, I lost control."

He pulled his lips and sneered. "I thought that because my cultivation was too high, it couldn't keep up and became a piece of wood that couldn't move."

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath. "What … exactly is it?"

"Yes." You Wuming narrowed his eyes. "What is it?"

That was his original body. It had died 20 years ago. Because he still had a connection with it, he brought it with him to practice cultivation and turned it into a puppet.

Who would have thought that the puppet would break the connection and break free from the puppet master's restraint?

She suddenly thought of something and looked up at him. "It can still sense your happiness.

What about you?

Can you sense it? "

"Hatred." You Wuming blinked slowly. "There's only hatred.

Just like before, the whole area is filled with dark hatred, like moss.

My whole body, from the inside out, is filled with moldy moss. "

He used an extremely calm tone to say such shocking words.

She hugged him tightly and tried her best to warm his cold body.

After a while, he laughed softly.

"Little Sang Guo, why don't you put on your clothes?

Do you still want it? "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" I forgot.

He stretched out his long finger and lifted her chin. "I can only wrong you for a while. Before I get it, I can't touch you anymore."

She nodded.

Immediately, she felt that something was wrong.

It was as if she really needed him to touch her.

She got up speechlessly and put on her clothes. She sat a foot away from him and said, "I didn't feel that you were excited just now. Why did it still kill people?"

You Wuming glanced at her indifferently. "I was excited.

How could I not be? "

"Oh." She felt a little shy in hindsight.

He leaned closer. "You don't seem to like it very much.

Is it too long? "

Sang Yuanyuan: "No, it's the lack of feelings."

"Ah …" You Wuming slapped his forehead in annoyance. "I was only thinking about that …"

"It's okay." She smiled at him to appease him. "The way you're focused is very charming."

His expression changed slightly. She was also startled. She hurriedly pointed at his chest. "Don't be excited!"

The two of them looked at each other and took deep breaths to adjust their emotions.

After a while, as if they had fought a battle, they felt quite tired.

She tightened her face like a female teacher.

"From today onwards, your heart must be as still as water."

He wanted to laugh a little, but held it back. He waved his hand disdainfully. "Cultivate, cultivate."

That night, Sang Yuanyuan's cultivation once again took a big step forward. She smoothly broke through to the sixth layer of the Spiritual Realm.

In fact, she was clearly a genius in the field of cultivation. Her affinity with the wood spirits was already very shocking. Coupled with the fact that there was a big boss flying by her side, this kind of cultivation speed could scare people to death.

The green string of spirit gathering in her mind became six.

Sang Yuanyuan waved her hand. The entire hall was densely packed with Big Face Flowers.

Two big and one small man-eating flowers struggled to squeeze out their bright red petals from the pile of face plates. From time to time, they would open their huge petals and shake them a few times in front of the Big Face Flowers. It was as if they wanted to eat their face plates.

You Wuming suppressed the dark clouds in his eyes and laughed weakly. He laughed so hard that he slapped the bed.

"Little Sang Guo, are you trying to make me laugh to death so that you can inherit my inheritance?"

"Inherit your butt full of debt?" She unhappily glared at him.

You Wuming pretended not to hear what she said. He rolled his black eyes and slowly turned his face to the other side.

He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself for a while. Then, he sternly said, "Your problem should be that your soul is too strong."

She looked at him in surprise.

He continued, "But the things in your head are too …"

He pointed at the strange and depressing things in front of him. He couldn't find a suitable adjective for a long time, so he held his stomach and laughed.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… You Wuming enough."

"En." He decisively flipped over and got off the bed. "I should go. Be a good girl and wait for me at home."

Sang Yuanyuan looked at him in surprise. "You're not taking me?"

You Wuming laughed. "Little Sang Guo, I'm not going to play."

"Actually, I'm not that useless right now …" She thought for a moment and dejectedly lowered her head. "Forget it. I won't drag you down."

Her reaction speed and physical strength were still too weak. On the battlefield, those flowers wouldn't be of much use.

Dealing with the elites of the Huangfu family was not the same as dealing with the Underworld Demons.

She climbed up and took the battle robe from the table for him. "Go in peace. It's okay if you get hurt. I'll treat you when you come back!"

He really wanted to kiss her crow's mouth, but in the end, he restrained himself.

Putting on the battle robe, he strode out of the palace door without looking back once.

Sang Yuanyuan walked to the long couch by the window and sat down. She propped her chin up and looked at the sky with melancholy.

Suddenly, she saw a black shadow flash by the palace door. You Wuming strode back in his battle robe and grabbed her hand. "Let's go!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "?!"

He took her and jumped onto Duan Ming's back. Like an arrow, they shot out of Ji Du.

"I'm going out to fight but you can't see me. You must be imagining things and feeling uneasy."

He calmly said as if he was stating a fact. "I thought of a place where you can watch the battle."

"I won't." She felt warmth in her heart and couldn't help but smile. "I'll just cultivate. Maybe I won't even know you're back."

He chuckled and said lazily, "Don't give me that. If you can enter a meditative state, it'll be my loss."

In the time it took to say a few words, Duan Ming had already run across a small wasteland. In front of it was a continuous chain of short mountains with some trees.

"Let's go up the mountain." You Wuming patted Duan Ming's head.

Duan Ming tilted its head in displeasure and sneezed angrily.

Sang Yuanyuan knew that Duan Ming was mentally unbalanced.

Duan Ming didn't worry about scarcity but about inequality. In the past, Duan Ming had only wandered around these poor prefectures in the west. No one had any equipment, so Duan Ming didn't feel anything.

Now that it was back in Yunzhou, Duan Ming realized that other people's cloud beasts were wearing equipment!

Moreover, Duan Ming heard that the cloud beasts in Eastern Prefecture were treated even better. They were covered from head to toe in spiritual armor. When they entered this kind of mountain and passed through those short trees, they wouldn't be covered in spikes at all!

Why would a high-level cloud beast like Duan Ming … run around naked!

Why!

It was angry!

Duan Ming glanced at You Wuming and cowered. It obediently lowered its head, jumped into a cluster of short trees, and quickly passed through a small hill.

When it was close to noon, Duan Ming carried You Wuming and Duan Ming over a cliff and landed in a pine forest.

After passing through the pine forest, their eyes suddenly opened up!

Right below the mountain was a rare open space. A flat mountain valley path led outside, wide enough for 50 cloud beasts to walk side by side.

There were about 8,000 cavalrymen in the open space. They were well-equipped and looked awe-inspiring.

The leader was tall and sturdy. Sang Yuanyuan looked from afar and recognized Huangfu Xiong, an old acquaintance.

Her gaze followed the mountain valley and drifted outwards. A few li away was the Xi Xi Path that connected the Qin and Ji Prefectures. On the Xi Xi Path, the logistics and transport troops of the Eastern Prefecture were transporting large carts of Qin Prefecture spirit armor to the south.

In the forest on both sides of the Xixi Path, they could occasionally see a bit of light reflecting off the black armor. Those were the Youzhou troops lying in ambush on both sides, ready to harvest this batch of armaments.

When the Youzhou troops intercepted the armaments and moved south, Huangfu Xiong would suddenly charge out with 8,000 cavalrymen. The Youzhou troops would be caught off guard. With heavy equipment and infantry, they would definitely suffer a great loss when encountering cavalry.

This was the 'interest' Huangfu Xiong wanted to collect from You Wuming. He wanted everyone in the world to know that although they lost their equipment, You Wuming also suffered a great loss because of Huangfu Xiong's thunderous attack!

Unfortunately, Huangfu Xiong would never have thought that behind him, the oriole, stood You Wuming, the cruel and cold-blooded hunter.

You Wuming raised his arm and casually pointed at a piece of flat land outside the mountain path. "Huangfu Xiong's 8,000 cavalrymen have left the valley. They must get into formation and charge there.

Little Sang Guo, look, yesterday I had them bury iron caltrops half a li ahead of that flat land. When Huangfu Xiong charges, they will definitely be thrown off their horses! "

"After we kill Huangfu Xiong, I'll come back to get you." He carried her down from Shang Ming's back and found a large clean rock to sit on.

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked. "You want to kill Huangfu Xiong?"

How should she describe Huangfu Xiong?

Although he was an enemy, he didn't seem like a bad person.

Moreover, if she killed Huangfu Xiong now, wouldn't she be drawing Huangfu Jun's hatred back?

You Wuming smiled in understanding. "Alright, as you wish. I won't kill him.

Ha, Little Sang Guo, you should know that if I want to kill him, I can do it as I please. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" He obviously didn't want to kill him!

He didn't say anything else and leaped onto Shang Ming's back. Like a gust of wind, they swept down the mountain.

Today, he brought his saber.

His figure flickered in and out of the shadows of the trees. It was like a specially edited scene. Every scene was the most high-spirited appearance of a young king.

He seemed to have turned his head.

At this distance, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

She still smiled at him.

Soon, the sound of battle cries could be heard from Xi Xi Road.

The place You Wuming chose was really excellent. Looking down from here, they could see the entire battlefield.

Sang Yuanyuan noticed many details. For example, compared to Huangfu Jun, the Nether Army was indeed inferior in terms of equipment.

They took advantage of the mountain's terrain to ambush the Eastern Prefecture's transport team passing through the valley below. It should have been a scene of a hungry tiger pouncing on a rabbit. However, Huangfu Jun relied on their superior equipment to leisurely form a defensive line and retreat unhurriedly. Youzhou actually couldn't chase after them.

Of course, these things couldn't be seen on the battlefield.

From the Nether Army's point of view, even if they rushed down the mountain, the Eastern Prefecture's transport team would drop their things and flee. They would run faster than rabbits.

There was a reason for this — first of all, Huangfu Jun's cloud beasts were of better quality.

Second, the cloud beasts' daily diet was definitely healthier and more nutritious. Their explosive power and strength were far superior to the poor beasts of Youzhou.

Third, the cloud beasts' spiritual armor didn't hinder their running speed at all.

In summary, it was all about money.

Sang Yuanyuan understood even more now why You Wuming in the book chose such an extreme method of mutual destruction.

The longer this dragged on, the poorer Youzhou would be, and their strength would be weakened.

What could he do when he saw his enemy getting stronger and stronger day by day?

It would be good enough if he could take them down with him.

Calculating the time, after Han Shaoling's 30th wedding banquet, You Wuming would set Tiandu on fire and be beheaded!

Fortunately, she was here now.

She had turned the situation around and temporarily saved his little dog life.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath.

There was still a long way to go to defeat those enemies.

The most important thing now was —

Money!

She clenched her fists.

She had to think of a way to help him earn a lot of money!

Wait.

She suddenly realized something — You Wuming his entire fortune, how much money could he have?

Using all his fortune and the next five years of taxes as a betrothal gift?

The only thing that could be considered a lot of money was probably the five years of taxes in advance, right?!

So he gave her a blank check and tricked her into leaving!

In fact, he didn't give her a single cent!

He cheated his wife with nothing!

Sang Yuanyuan, who originally thought that she was worth a lot, "…"

Wait a little longer.

Almost everyone in Youzhou was a soldier.

You Wuming the soldiers in his hands was very preferential, so he couldn't collect much taxes from them at all!

The next five years of taxes probably wouldn't be much at all!

Sang Yuanyuan, who had already realized that she might not be worth much, "…"

This dog of a man actually put on such a forthright and generous look, tricking her until her little heart trembled?!

So in fact, his betrothal gift might not be as much as what the nobles of small states like Zhao Zhouqi spent when they got married.

As for the big wedding a month later?

Forget it, just invite family and friends and make do with two tables!

Sang Yuanyuan, who finally realized that she wasn't worth a single cent, "…"

She stared at the nimble figure that was rapidly approaching Huangfu Xiong's cavalry through the forest.

After staring for a while, she couldn't help but hold her forehead and laugh helplessly.

This man, she didn't have to worry about fighting with some mistress in the future — he didn't have the money to fool around!

After thinking about the financial matters, her gaze drifted to the west.

She recalled his performance on the cloud couch today.

You Wuming was an extremely intelligent person. After seeing the wounds on the corpse with his own eyes, he probably already had a rough idea of what had happened. Therefore, on the way here, he carefully recalled what he had been doing and what his mood had been like when the murders had happened.

After comparing the two, he was sure that the 'Heartseeker' was the puppet.

But after arriving at Ji Capital, he still chose to carry her onto the cloud couch and be intimate with her with complicated feelings.

First, it was a final confirmation.

Second, it was for her safety.

He had to confirm that the evil puppet was in Youzhou and couldn't hurt her.

Only then would he dare to leave her and go to the battlefield alone.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the figure that was shuttling through the dense forest.

The terrain here was really steep. Other than the short-lived beast, no other cloud beast could approach Huangfu Xiong's cavalry so silently and quickly. But this battle had to be fought, because it was impossible for the caltrops to destroy an eight-thousand-man cavalry. Once Huangfu Xiong steadied themselves, they would bypass the trap area and launch another attack.

So You Wuming had to be the hero.

Sang Yuanyuan gazed at his figure, her eyes faintly warm.

This meticulous man had actually sacrificed too much for her.

The 'battle' on Xi Xi Road was quickly over.

After a great victory, the Nether army moved the carts of excellent equipment out of the valley. Looking from a great distance, one could tell that the black men, who were as small as ants, were walking like they were floating in the air, as if they had suddenly become rich.

They couldn't wait to sing all the way back.

Huangfu Xiong's cavalry moved out. Fifty people in a row stepped out of the hidden valley and quickly formed a square formation on the plains outside the valley. They lowered their spears and began to charge.

Everything was under You Wuming's control.

His figure stopped at the top of the last hill.

The short-lived beast raised its head and prepared to charge.

With the saber in his hand, he tilted his head and glanced at the mountain behind him.

Then, his battle robe fluttered, and his body shot forward like an arrow toward the eight-thousand-man cavalry in front of him!

The black saber was pressed low by his side. Even from so far away, Sang Yuanyuan could hear a faint buzzing sound.

She stood up excitedly, her heart thumping wildly and her blood rushing through her body.

She was both nervous and excited for him.

This was the man she had chosen!

The front row of Huangfu Xiong's cavalry began to fall.

In addition to the caltrops, there were also many explosives buried in the area.

On the plains, the rumbling and roaring of beasts continued without end.

The momentum of the charge could not be stopped so easily.

If something happened to the front row, the back row would not be able to stop in time. Even if they stopped the cloud beasts in time, the cavalry at the back would still catch up.

Huangfu Xiong only knew that the people of Youzhou would definitely be fooled by such a big piece of fat meat as bait. No matter what, he would never have thought that there would be an oriole behind him. Someone else was one step ahead of him and beat him at his own game.

In the midst of the chaos, You Wuming's hellish figure had already arrived!

He did not give Huangfu Xiong a chance to regroup at all!

His wild laughter echoed on the plains, making Huangfu Xiong's heart tremble and even more at a loss.

Separated by an area of traps, the Nether army quickly divided into two groups under the command of the general. One group continued to escort the armaments back to the pass, while the other formed a marching formation and flanked Huangfu Xiong's cavalry from both sides.

You Wuming's army killed here and there, disrupting their formation.

Gradually, a large wave of pursuers gathered behind him.

Huangfu Xiong soon realized that You Wuming's lunatic actually dared to charge into his army formation, and he went crazy on the spot.

This was simply a great humiliation!

Huangfu Xiong's blood rushed to his head. He ignored the Netherworld army coming from both sides and directly commanded his troops to intercept You Wuming from all directions.

Sang Yuanyuan could not help but feel a little nervous. She took a few steps forward, supporting herself against a pine tree, and stood on the side of the mountain.

You Wuming did not reveal his true strength.

He suppressed his cultivation and flame power, and the blue light on his saber was still similar to that of the battle at Jade Gate Pass.

If he only used half of his strength, his endurance would naturally be greatly increased. After a long fierce battle, not only did he not show the slightest signs of fatigue, but he also became more and more courageous.

He was so courageous that Huangfu Xiong only thought that he was an arrow at the end of its flight, and ordered his men to throw their lives away even more diligently.

Sang Yuanyuan gazed at You Wuming's dragon-like figure. Wherever he passed, Huangfu Xiong's army fell like wheat being cut down. She could not help but feel even more agitated, and could not help but cheer for him in her heart.

The Youzhou army coming from the flanks was getting closer and closer. In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Huangfu Xiong's disorderly cavalry would definitely be devoured by the fierce tiger that was the Netherworld army!

When cavalry was unable to charge, they no longer had an overwhelming advantage over infantry.

At this moment, Huangfu Xiong's eyes were red, and he was so focused on taking You Wuming's life that he did not notice that he would soon be completely surrounded by the enemy.

Sang Yuanyuan could not help but sigh again. You Wuming really was inhuman.

If he had led a cavalry team to attack from behind, Huangfu Xiong would not have been so hot-headed. He would definitely have been more alert, noticed the situation on the flanks, and started to break out of the encirclement early.

But he just charged in.

It was a great humiliation to be defeated by a single person. Huangfu Xiong's hot-blooded chuunibyou mind would never have thought of retreating.

Truly, he had calculated everything.

The blue light of the crescent moon flickered in the crowd, and the Eastern army was thrown off their horses. On the left and right flanks, the Youzhou infantry quickly outflanked the disorderly Eastern cavalry and launched an all-out attack!

You Wuming's cold laughter was extremely penetrating, sweeping across the plains and echoing in the valley.

"Kill!"

The Netherworld army's fighting spirit was completely ignited.

"Kill!

Kill!

Kill! "