Chapter 71

Sang Yuanyuan's words caused Meng Wuyou to fall into a trance and lose control of her mind.

You Wuming activated the Sorcerer Tribe's Bewitching Technique and instantly seized Meng Wuyou's mind.

Meng Wuyou stumbled forward a step, looking a little confused. She muttered, "I, of course I'm the main character of the world. I've transmigrated, and my thoughts and consciousness are much higher than you feudal ancients.

I'm pure and kind, and I'm blessed with destiny. In the future, I'll help Han Shaoling and lead the people of Cloud Realm through danger!

I'm here to change the world. Of course I'm different from you people who don't know anything! "

Sang Yuanyuan unconsciously grabbed You Wuming's hand.

You Wuming held her soft fingers in the palm of his hand and gently comforted her with his warm and calloused palm.

With Qin Yuchi's testimony, Meng Wuyou's words, which sounded like they were possessed at first, had a deep meaning.

At this moment, if one were to ask Han Shaoling's expression, it would probably be a big word of confusion.

For a moment, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

You Wuming sneered softly, "Who told you that?"

Her tone was light and disdainful.

"Heavenly Dao!" Meng Wuyou raised her neck and said firmly.

The moment these two words came out of her mouth, Meng Wuyou seemed to wake up from a dream. She suddenly raised her hand and covered her mouth.

She broke free of her control.

You Wuming remained calm and collected. She lowered her eyes to hide the starlight.

Silence reigned in the hall.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly calmed her emotions.

She sighed and looked at Han Shaoling, whose face was twitching. "State of Han Shaoling, this patient who has lost her mind shouldn't be let out to run around.

Those of us who know the situation understand your difficulties and difficulties, but if these words are heard by someone with ulterior motives, they will definitely misunderstand the State of Han Shaoling. "

Han Shaoling: "… He's really gone crazy!

Men, take this crazy woman Meng Wuyou into the barracks and keep a close eye on her. If you let her out again, I'll have all of your heads! "

He couldn't answer Meng Wuyou's question.

Disregarding the inexplicable 'transmigration,' 'luck,' and 'purity and goodness,' just look at the things that are easy to understand. She is the main character of the world, and she is going to help Han Shaoling lead the people of Cloud Realm through a crisis?

If these words were to reach the Emperor's ears, what would become of Han Shaoling?

This was no longer the ambition of a wolf, this was the mouth of a whale swallowing the sky!

Meng Wuyou was dragged away.

She also knew that she had said something she shouldn't have and caused a huge disaster. It was rare that she didn't scream and was quietly taken away.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was completely frozen.

Prefecture King Zhang smiled awkwardly and coughed a few times. Then, he raised his hand and pointed at the table. "You three, eat, eat! What are you waiting for?

Try this roast lamb and my Prefecture Zhang's yellow sorghum liquor! "

Han Shaoling picked up a small scimitar on the table and slowly cut off a piece of steaming hot roast lamb. He picked it up with silver chopsticks, dipped it into a sauce dish on the side, and put it into his mouth to slowly chew.

Han Shaoling swallowed the fragrant piece of meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He raised the cup of yellow sorghum wine that he had just boiled and saluted Sang Yuanyuan.

"Princess Sang, you are eloquent. With just a few words, you have driven me, a concubine, to the point of insanity.

Amazing. "

Han Shaoling began to shirk responsibility.

He wanted to drag everyone present down with him so that others wouldn't use this as an excuse to make a fuss.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled modestly. "You must be joking, Prefecture King of Han. I'm just telling the truth. How is that forcing?

If I speak of the State King of Han's great achievements, then even if I speak here for three days and three nights, you will not be confused by my words. "

She raised the wine beside her and drank it.

It was spicy and hot.

It was indeed the legendary 'Burning Knife'.

She choked and coughed. Her cheeks flushed red.

"Prefecture King of Han," You Wuming's voice was low and hoarse. He leaned forward slightly with both hands on the table. "If you want to drink, I'll accompany you."

His brows moved slightly. His gaze was provocative. His attitude was sinister.

He waved his long sleeves and grabbed a large clay pot that was roasting on the stove beside the table. He picked it up with one hand and drank it in one gulp.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Now that's satisfying.

Men, what cup do you use? "

Han Shaoling couldn't admit defeat. He immediately picked up the head-sized pot and drank it all. He flipped it upside down and shook out a few drops of wine.

"Prefecture King Zhang, the wine is here!"

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the two fighting cocks and rubbed her forehead in annoyance. She picked up a small scimitar and cut off pieces of crispy meat for You Wuming to match with the wine.

You Wuming put down the wine and was able to eat the hot meat that had just been cut. You Wuming felt like she was floating in the air.

He curved his handsome eyes and tilted his head, pretending to be fierce. "Put it down, put it down. Who told you to use the scimitar!"

Sang Yuanyuan pushed him back. "Drink your wine!"

Han Shaoling's side immediately looked miserable.

The two men stared at each other. Neither of them was willing to let the other look down on them. Jar after jar of Prefecture Zhang's soju wine was brought up and poured into the two kings' bellies.

No matter how high their cultivation was, they were still afraid of burning knives.

Their gazes gradually became misty and their cheeks flushed red.

"Han Shaoling," You Wuming said with a smile. "It's all thanks to you that I'm where I am today. I'm really grateful for your half-heartedness."

With a beauty in his arms, You Wuming really couldn't hold back his heart.

"Is that so?"

Han Shaoling gritted his teeth. "You Wuming, it's been a long time since we've killed demons side by side. After today's banquet, you and I will go out of the city and kill to our hearts' content!"

As he said this, his sharp gaze was like a flying knife that directly attacked You Wuming.

"Sure, let's have a competition."

You Wuming lightly caught the knife in his eyes and hit back. "Even with Little Sang Guo, I can kill more demons than you."

Little Sang Guo … Little Sang Guo …

Han Shaoling lowered his head and clenched his fists, supporting his forehead with his hands.

The lively and cute girl who was supposed to be his was smiling with a pair of dimples in the mulberry bushes. Wasn't she just a Little Sang Guo?

He placed such a Little Sang Guo in Huiyun Palace and let her sleep obediently. Such a cute Little Sang Guo, in a moment of carelessness, ran into You Wuming's arms.

Han Shaoling slowly peeked out a pair of bloodshot eyes from under his fists. "What's the point of brute courage? Let's compete to see whose soldiers are stronger!"

He brought the Silver Armor Army.

The Silver Armor could barely be considered the most inferior type of Spiritual Armor. Above the Silver Armor, there was a Golden Armor. The Golden Armor was a very normal Spiritual Armor. When attacked, the force would be channeled into the armor, making it impossible to break through.

Above the Golden Armor, there was a Profound Armor. Not only could the Profound Armor dissipate attacks, it could also reflect them.

The eight thousand sets that You Wuming took from Huangfu Xiong last time were Profound Armors.

You Wuming laughed coldly. "Sure, you can send all your men out now. My seven thousand men will arrive in the evening. I'll let you kill for half a day first."

"What a joke!"

Han Shaoling slammed the clay jar on the table. "My twenty thousand cavalrymen are all wearing Silver Armor. Do I need you to let me win?

You Wuming, are you afraid that you're just pretending to be weak? When the time comes, you'll say that you let me win. "

"Pfft." You Wuming laughed. "I lose?

I can lose. From now on, I'll walk with my head in my hands. "

"Ha!" Han Shaoling laughed loudly. "Sure, if I lose, I'll do a handstand for you!

Listen to You Wuming, if your men can kill half of the Underworld Demons that my men can kill, then it'll be my loss! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She didn't have the energy to retort.

Were these two really the rulers of two countries?

Were they really not primary school students fighting each other?

You Wuming tilted his head, the smell of alcohol hitting her face. He whispered mysteriously, "Little Sang Guo, look, this fool fell for it."

He was as proud as he could be.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat!" She used the tip of her knife to pick up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

You Wuming happily took it over.

He forgot that she was holding a knife in her hand.

In front of her, he didn't have the slightest bit of defense. He opened his mouth and bit down, immediately cutting a long cut on his lower lip.

Fresh blood immediately seeped out. Sang Yuanyuan was shocked and frantically wanted to summon the big-faced flower to treat it.

Her hand was pressed down by him.

You Wuming raised his finger and slowly wiped the blood stains, then took a sip from his mouth.

"Fierce blood paired with soju wine, it's strong enough!"

Han Shaoling didn't want to be outdone. He immediately cut his hand, clenched his fist, and dripped a drop of blood into the jar. He raised his head and drank it all.

You Wuming laughed until he was swaying left and right. His shoulders drooped down and bumped into her small shoulders. He laughed. "I said he's stupid!

Look at him, isn't he a fool? "

Zhang Province's King Zhang Dai secretly wiped his sweat. He thought to himself, 'Forget it, forget it. Drinking is better than fighting.'

Zhang Province's small boat wouldn't be able to withstand a few blows from these two big Buddhas.

The roasted lamb gradually cooled down, and a layer of oil condensed on it. It became greasy in his mouth.

You Wuming threw away the jar in his hand and stood up shakily. "Let's go out of the city!"

He wrapped his large hands around Sang Yuanyuan's shoulders.

"Fruit!

I'll let you see my true power! "

Han Shaoling hurriedly went around the table and chased after him. "You Wuming, are you sure you can do it?

Princess Sang's safety … "

You Wuming lowered his head and laughed sinisterly. "It's not your place to worry."

He glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, then proudly raised his head and strode outside.

After taking a few steps, Sang Yuanyuan heard a faint sizzling sound coming from his body. She knew that he used the Everlasting Fire to burn all the remaining wine in his body.

What a cunning guy.

She looked at the swaying Han Shaoling, whose cheeks were red, and suddenly felt that this' male lead 'was quite honest.

The four of them stepped out of the hall.

Short-lived had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

When it saw its master come out, it raised one of its front paws and pulled at the wooden door of the animal pen a few times. It deftly removed the bolt, then raised its fat leg and pushed the door open.

The animal pen guard was speechless. Did this Cloud Beast become a spirit?!

The puppet secretly peeked out half of its face from under Short-lived's belly.

It seemed to have stabilized its emotions. It was so stable that there was only one emotion left — the desire to kill Han Shaoling.

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze swept across the puppet and stopped at its fingertips.

The mannequin had found a lot of cloth from somewhere, and it wrapped up all ten of her thin, pointy fingers.

What a strange fetish.

You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuanyuan, then lightly flew up and landed on Short-lived's back.

He took the lead and flew towards the Black Iron Great Wall.

Han Shaoling led the cavalry and followed closely behind. State King Zhang was worried about the two drunkards and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to follow behind.

"Old Zhang," You Wuming pointed at the city wall arrogantly. "You better remember the count up there!

Today, I'll let you see how the State of Korea's King, Han Shaoling, walks upside down with his head! "

Zhang Dai smiled bitterly. "My dear Brother You, are you going to start a competition with the State of Korea's cavalry by yourself?"

"So what if I'm alone?" You Wuming laughed impudently. "I'm alone, and I'm going to kill his entire army!"

He raised a finger and tapped his forehead. "Oh no, I won't kill him today. I'll kill Ming Mo!

I'll give you face, Old Zhang. "

He was so happy that he didn't care whether Han Shaoling, who was walking beside his familiar, heard him or not.

Han Shaoling calmed himself down and stared at You Wuming for a while. He calmly called over one of his trusted subordinates and whispered a few words to him.

"He'll definitely do something to you," Sang Yuanyuan whispered to You Wuming.

You Wuming's lips curled up slightly. He didn't seem drunk at all. His voice carried a smile as he whispered into her ear, "I'm just afraid that he won't come."

As they spoke, the group had already arrived at the foot of the Great Wall.

The black iron gates in the doorway were pulled open one by one.

Han Shaoling's cavalry rushed out first to open the way.

You Wuming and Han Shaoling walked side by side out of the city gate. One on the left and the other on the right, they rushed into the depths of the city.

Han Shaoling's halberd emitted a bright white halo that was more than ten feet long. With a wave of the halberd, it actually brought about the sound of lightning and thunder!

His metal attribute had already faintly triggered the heavenly lightning and earthly fire. It was extraordinary.

You Wuming casually waved his blade.

A green light that was more than ten feet long swayed. As it danced, it vaguely carried a hint of drunkenness. It was wild and unruly, as if it was using a brush to draw a cursive script between heaven and earth.

Under the powerful attacks of these two experts, large numbers of Nether Demons fell to the ground. Their corpses were incomplete.

After charging back and forth, there was no longer any pressure at the foot of the Great Wall.

"Han Shaoling is very strong."

Sang Yuanyuan watched coldly. She said calmly, "However, he was able to advance by leaps and bounds because of Meng Wuyou's providence.

After today's incident, I'm afraid that he won't let Meng Wuyou roam freely in the outside world. There's one less hidden danger. "

"You mean …" You Wuming bent down and whispered into her ear. His breathing was heavy. "Han Shaoling can't be killed?"

"You want to kill him here?" She asked.

"I'll beat him at his own game and use my full strength. I'm 90% confident." You Wuming's voice was cold and calm.

"I'm afraid that there will be unknown forces that will be detrimental to you."

Sang Yuanyuan said, "I don't really believe in things like the Heavenly Dao and providence. However, there's clearly something mysterious about these two people."

"Then let's give it a try," You Wuming said lightly.

"Alright."

Sang Yuanyuan nodded. "It's time to fight with this' thing '. If something goes wrong, remember to put safety first. Don't try to be brave."

You Wuming pulled her face closer and kissed her forehead. He said impatiently, "I know, I know."

Then, he pulled her face back.

Sang Yuanyuan lowered her head and laughed secretly.

In the past, whenever he felt shy, he would pull her face away like this.

"Kill!" The Korean cavalry's battle cry shook the sky.

Han Shaoling and You Wuming were like the tips of two swords that could destroy gold and break jade. They broke through the waves of Nether Demons and pressed forward with indomitable will.

The Outer Great Wall of Zhang Prefecture was about five kilometers away from the Abyss of the Underworld.

They cleared and killed all the Nether Demons that had accumulated in these five kilometers or drove them into the Abyss of the Underworld. It was like going against the tide and pushing the coastline into the deep sea.

The sun gradually set in the west. The army was near the Abyss of the Underworld.

Above the Abyss of the Underworld, endless black fog forever shrouded it. It was like an eternal night.

Red lightning zigzagged through the black fog, as if it was to prevent mortals from spying on it.

"You Wuming, do you think that this Abyss of the Underworld that's trapping people is the work of the Heavenly Dao?"

Sang Yuanyuan said mockingly. "After all, to be able to treat a hypocritical and brainless person like Meng Wuyou as his own daughter, the Heavenly Dao's eyes and heart must not be any better."

You Wuming lazily raised his saber. "If you don't like it, I'll cut open this sky for you."

Before he finished speaking, he had already used all his strength to condense a wisp of Greenwood Raging Flames that burned with an inextinguishable fire. He slashed it directly at the abyss of thunder clouds in front of him.

In a flash, those who saw it would only think that it was an illusion.

The Greenwood Raging Flames sank into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

Sang Yuanyuan said, "Oh, it seems that we still need to continue cultivating to cut open this sky."

You Wuming laughed softly. "Silly fruit, what do you think will happen?

You want to chop down a dragon? "

He turned around and slashed along the edge of the Abyss of the Underworld.

"Where will Han Shaoling make his move?" Sang Yuanyuan asked.

With such a long time, it was enough to set up anything.

"There." He leisurely picked up the tip of his saber and pointed diagonally behind him.

Sang Yuanyuan focused his gaze and saw that where the tip of his saber was pointing, the Underworld Demon seemed to have jumped a little higher. From afar, it looked like a small wave on the surface of the sea that was particularly prominent.

"Isn't this a little too obvious?" Sang Yuanyuan was extremely puzzled.

You Wuming laughed and said, "People have to jump out of a small square inch to see the overall situation clearly.

If Han Shaoling can't jump out, he will never know what the world looks like in the eyes of those who can jump out. "

Sang Yuanyuan's heart trembled slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

Han Shaoling indeed rushed over. The two of them crossed each other, and he raised his halberd and shouted clearly, "King You Zhou, good skills!"

Sang Yuanyuan focused his gaze and found that his gaze was calm and steady, without the slightest flicker.

As expected, those who could become kings were all award-winning actors.

"King You Zhou, let's kill in a straight line and see who's faster!" Han Shaoling laughed heartily and shouted loudly. Then, he took the lead and rushed forward.

You Wuming lazily waved his saber and chased after him.

They were getting closer and closer to the area that had been tampered with.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart thumped as she paid attention to the movements below. If there were any unforeseen circumstances, she could still summon the man-eating flower and catch the other party off guard!

For the first time, they actually rushed over directly, and nothing happened.

"There really is someone hiding below."

Sang Yuanyuan told You Wuming in a low voice, "His breathing and heartbeat are controlled very well. He should be a very capable person who is very proficient in the art of assassination."

On this ground that was soaked in flesh and blood, some blood vines intermittently crawled over it.

When they got close, Sang Yuanyuan heard the breathing and heartbeat under the pile of Underworld Demon corpses.

You Wuming smiled sinisterly. "Puppet."

The puppet grabbed the mane on Short-lived's neck, revealing half of its evil and beautiful face. The corners of its lips curled up in a malicious smile.

"Kill all the people below," You Wuming said coldly.

The puppet's small hand loosened, and it silently fell into the wave of Underworld Demons.

Sang Yuanyuan looked sympathetically at Han Shaoling, who was riding at the front.

His figure looked very high-spirited from the back. His long halberd was emitting a white light, and he brandished it with a metallic texture, accompanied by flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder.

He still didn't know that the elites hidden under the Underworld Demons' corpses were already neatly lying in a row, waiting to be harvested.

Where the puppet disappeared, rolls of fine cloth fell down.

Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled. Fine cloth?

The fine cloth that it wrapped around its fingers just now?

She bent down and patted Short-lived's big head. "Ou Zi wrapped its hands. Was it afraid that it would cut you?"

Short-lived shook its head in disdain and looked disdainfully at the fine cloth that was falling down.

Sang Yuanyuan strangely understood what it meant. Am I that easy to get hurt?

What do you want it to do?

She couldn't help but chuckle softly. She suddenly felt that she had profited.

She bought You Wuming and got a puppet and a dog for free.

"Little Sang Guo, what are you laughing at?" You Wuming asked her in a dangerous and vigilant tone. "Why are you laughing at Han Shaoling?"

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless. She was sitting flat and looking straight ahead. She would definitely see Han Shaoling in front of her. How was she going to explain this?

Is Lust Emptiness?

She tilted her head to look at him and said seriously, "Because I smiled at him, you got angry. If you get angry, when you attack him later, you'll be able to explode with even more power!"

You Wuming was speechless. That seemed to make a lot of sense.

He casually sent the Underworld Demon that was pouncing towards him flying. He frowned and muttered unhappily, "It seems that Little Sang Guo still doesn't have much confidence in my strength. When we return, I'll have to put in more effort to cultivate.

Oh, I already put in two points of effort. From now on, I'll increase it to five points. "

Short-lived was speechless. You can brag all you want. I don't understand anything anyway.

… …

Han Shaoling killed a circle and once again led You Wuming to the ambush site.

Just now, he had secretly observed that You Wuming's strength was about the same as during the battle at Jade Gate Pass. You Wuming should be the same as him, at the seventh layer of Spirit Brilliance.

Ambushing the underworld demon tide was a team that he had incorporated a few days ago. They were proficient in assassination techniques. Although their cultivation was only at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Brilliance Realm, their superb and ghostly assassination techniques made even his scalp tingle when he thought of them.

This team was sent to him by Meng Wuyou.

It was originally an assassination organization called 'Yin Yue Pavilion'. Once, by chance, the pavilion master of 'Yin Yue Pavilion', Qiao Yinyue, saw Meng Wuyou and fell in love with her at first sight. In the end, he turned his small love into great love and fulfilled the love between Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou. Furthermore, he was willing to submit to Han Shaoling and work for him.

Han Shaoling's lips curled into a smile that could not be understood.

Although he did not have much sincerity towards Meng Wuyou, the way Meng Wuyou shook Qiao Yinyue's arm and called him 'Brother Yue' still made Han Shaoling very unhappy.

Today, it would be best to borrow You Wuming's hands to destroy Qiao Yinyue and his people. Then, he would borrow their hands to heavily injure You Wuming.

When both sides were injured, he would then reap the harvest.

Now, he only needed to lure You Wuming into a trap …

"King You Prefecture's King, you underestimated your opponent too much. You will lose miserably," Han Shaoling said as he waved his silver halberd to wipe away the demon blood on it.

You Wuming smiled coldly and pressed his saber backward, saying, "It's just a warm-up. Let's do it again!"

After saying that, he turned around and rushed toward the place where Han Shaoling had set up an ambush.

Han Shaoling narrowed his eyes and deliberately fell back by several zhang. Seeing that You Wuming had recklessly stepped into a trap and was completely unprepared, Han Shaoling slowly crushed the jade slip in his hand and said in a low voice —

"Do it!"

After giving the order, Han Shaoling gathered all his spiritual essence and chased after You Wuming.

The green light on You Wuming's black saber became even more dazzling.

Wherever the saber light passed, blood and debris could be seen.

The Nether Demon was torn into pieces by the powerful impact and scattered in all directions.

You Wuming stepped into the area where Han Shaoling had set up an ambush.

At this moment, there was no longer any breathing or heartbeat below.

"Are you sure he will make a move this time?" Sang Yuanyuan asked.

"I will." You Wuming lowered his eyebrows as a smirk appeared on his face.

"Why?"

"Because I am in a killing mood right now."

Sang Yuanyuan didn't quite understand what was going on, but since he was so sure, she didn't have any doubts.

You Wuming knocked Short-lived's head with the arm that was holding the reins.

"Short-lived, your leg is broken," he said leisurely.

Sang Yuanyuan: "?"

The next moment, Short-lived raised its big furry head in an exaggerated manner and let out an extremely mournful howl toward the sky —

"Ow ow ow ow!"

Then, it 'struggled' and jumped up a little. Then, it 'lost its footing' and fell heavily to the ground, rolling.

It had been killing on the Nether Demon's flesh for so long that its fur was already stained with blood. At this moment, it was lying on the ground with its two hind legs twitching. No matter how one looked at it, it was seriously injured and was about to die.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" My dog is amazing.

You Wuming held her with one hand and rolled to the side, pinning himself under her.

He waved his saber and killed the Nether Demons that were pouncing on him from all directions. The green light that was released decreased from more than ten feet to nine feet.

Blood rained down. Sang Yuanyuan watched as Short-lived quietly used its four legs to dig and dig, hiding its round and fat body under the pile of corpses.

Then, she saw a bulging line crawl and quickly leave the danger zone.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" This wasn't becoming a demon, this was becoming a god.