Chapter 82

Sang Yuanyuan was successfully mistaken for Meng Wuyou by the sergeant.

She hadn't acted in a long time, and the moment she did, she felt a little dizzy.

She stared at the sergeant who led the way with an aggrieved gaze. Her stare made his scalp tingle, and his back unconsciously tensed up.

She complained to the unknown sergeant, "What did I do wrong? Why do you all hate me?"

The sergeant was speechless. He had heard his colleagues complain about this Miss Meng before. At that time, they even laughed at him for being unlucky.

He didn't expect that it would be his turn today.

"Tell me!" Sang Yuanyuan didn't give up. "What did I do wrong?

If I'm wrong, you can tell me. If I'm really wrong, I can change!

Why do you all have to be prejudiced against me?

Why do you all hate me! "

The sergeant hurriedly wiped his cold sweat and smiled. "Miss Meng, you misunderstand. How would this subordinate dare, dare to hate you!"

"Then why don't you like me?"

The sergeant was struck by lightning. "???!!!" Heavens, who would save him?

He was just a small sergeant who relied on his salary for a living. Why did he have to endure such torture?

Just when Sang Yuanyuan was about to burst out laughing, the quick-witted sergeant said, "You and the Lord are a match made in heaven. This subordinate doesn't dare, doesn't dare to have any improper thoughts!"

He was about to cry.

Sang Yuanyuan finally let him go.

Her appearance was actually only 80% similar to Meng Wuyou. However, no one dared to stare at the Lord's woman. Therefore, they only knew that she roughly looked like this. Coupled with the fact that it was already dark and Sang Yuanyuan's vivid acting skills, she was a living Meng Wuyou.

Soon, the sergeant brought her to a busy general.

Sang Yuanyuan still had some impression of this general. The first time she had met You Wuming, it was this valiant general of the State of Korea, Gu Chuanfeng. He had been sitting across from her, to You Wuming's left. Under the influence of the Great Demon King's Aura of Terror, this valiant general had been trembling like a quail the entire time.

It didn't look like a quail today.

Gu Chuanfeng was very busy. He efficiently commanded the soldiers to move above the city walls, crushing the dangers one by one.

"General, Miss Meng wants to see you!"

The sergeant and Gu Chuanfeng probably had some private friendship. He threw a complicated look at this tiger general.

Gu Chuanfeng's expression changed as he glared at Sang Yuanyuan.

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes flickered, portraying Meng Wuyou's usual timid yet stubborn arrogance to the fullest.

Gu Chuanfeng dismissed his men and took a step forward.

Sang Yuanyuan hurriedly took a step back to distance herself from him. She clearly remembered that Han Shaoling had once said that Meng Wuyou would never allow any other man to get close to her.

Gu Chuanfeng frowned and suppressed his anger. "Why are you the only one?

Where is His Majesty?! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Sorry, this question is out of the syllabus.

If she knew the answer, why would she still come here?

Fortunately, General Gu was in a hurry. Seeing that she pursed her lips and didn't answer, he suppressed his anger and asked again, "Is His Majesty alright?"

Sang Yuanyuan stubbornly turned her face away. "What can happen to him!"

"You!"

Gu Chuanfeng clenched his fists and didn't dare to scold her. He only gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't His Majesty jump into the abyss with you to save you? How did you come back alone!"

There was a lot of information in this sentence.

Sang Yuanyuan took two breaths to digest it.

It turned out that they fell into the abyss.

Gu Chuanfeng was still blocking the news, afraid that it would cause panic.

Sang Yuanyuan said, "Since you know, why didn't you save them!

Why didn't you send someone to save us!

Are you just going to watch us die?! "

Gu Chuanfeng: "…" Alright, I never get along with this woman.

He suppressed his anger and replied, "Miss Meng, it's not like you don't know the situation in the abyss. How can you save them?

If you didn't throw a tantrum and insist on jumping down, His Majesty wouldn't be in this state!

How is His Majesty now? "

Tsk, throwing a tantrum and jumping into the abyss. What kind of show was this?

"He's fine," Sang Yuanyuan replied perfunctorily. "You just have to focus on guarding this place. After this, I'll definitely record your contributions."

"But … sigh!" Gu Chuanfeng closed his eyes.

As Han Shaoling's trusted subordinate, Gu Chuanfeng naturally knew that Meng Wuyou was not an ordinary woman. She always had some strange opportunities. His Majesty should be able to come back from death's door with her.

However, why was he so worried?

"Give me the location of the fall!

I need it, "Sang Yuanyuan said.

Gu Chuanfeng ordered someone to bring a sheepskin map and gave her the approximate location of the fall.

Sang Yuanyuan took the map and walked straight ahead.

She thought to herself — With the help of the 'Heavenly Dao', Han Shaoling was most likely still alive.

If he was alive but did not use the jade scroll to contact his subordinates, he was probably seriously injured and unconscious.

In other words, Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou should be at the mouth of the abyss. Meng Wuyou was using the power of the 'Heavenly Dao' to protect her and Han Shaoling's lives. This caused the terrifying demonic roar.

Sang Yuanyuan strolled until she was half a kilometer away.

The place where she and You Wuming had agreed to meet.

This place had just been cleaned up by Han Shaoling and Zhang Lianjun. The nether demons could not gather at the moment. They could only slowly churn in the buffer plain and blindly pounce on the city wall.

In order to not attract attention, You Wuming deliberately restrained himself. He stuck close to the wall and passed through the mountain of corpses.

Sang Yuanyuan peeked out from the wall and saw him.

She summoned a palm-sized face flower and threw it at him.

The flower somersaulted a few times in the air. Like an embroidered ball, it fell straight into You Wuming's arms.

He looked up and saw her open her arms. Like a nimble bird, she flew straight down from the city wall.

He flew into the air and pulled her into his arms.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, covering his head and face.

You Wuming: "…"

He had clearly found a fairy-like wife, but why did he feel that she was very down-to-earth when he was with her?

Landing on Shorty's back, Sang Yuanyuan calmly put away her hair. Then she said, "Han Shaoling fell into the abyss to save Meng Wuyou. Here, the approximate location is here."

She spread out the sheepskin map and pointed at the circle to him.

You Wuming tilted his head and looked at the sky full of nether demons. He muttered to himself.

The sooner this matter was resolved, the better.

You Wuming pulled on the reins. Shorty turned around and headed straight for the abyss.

Last time, Sang Yuanyuan was very curious. How did You Wuming know that there was a deep abyss about ten feet below the cliff of the abyss?

This time, she paid special attention. She saw him squint his eyes and carefully observe the movements of the nether demons that were rushing up from the abyss.

Very quickly, she found a problem. When the nether demons passed by the abyss, they would first jump into the abyss and head inland from the ground.

This way, a gap would appear in the nether demon army. The nether demons on the left and right would rush in to fill the gap.

You Wuming used the momentum of the nether demons to determine the exact location of the abyss.

As expected, he was very experienced.

You Wuming quickly locked onto the location where Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou had fallen.

He patted Shorty's head. "Twenty feet, jump."

Shorty jumped down and skillfully did a roundhouse kick in the air. He used the momentum to rush towards the abyss.

The green and white lightning flames swept across half of the cliff.

Under the black dust, Sang Yuanyuan could clearly see the five finger marks on the cliff.

It was really here!

When they fell into the abyss, she couldn't help but whisper into his ear, "Han Shaoling is missing an arm. How did he grab onto Meng Wuyou and the cliff at the same time?"

"His leg." You Wuming laughed evilly.

Sang Yuanyuan imagined, "…"

You Wuming sent a bolt of lightning flames towards the abyss.

The lightning flames swept past and cleared away all the nether demons in their sight. At the same time, it temporarily lit up the pitch-black space.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly looked around and found a hole in the abyss. On a sharp protruding rock, there were still a few strands of hair that had been mashed together by a pool of blood.

Then, there was a long drag mark that led to the depths of the abyss.

After thinking for a while, she knew that Han Shaoling had grabbed onto Meng Wuyou. After falling into the abyss, he was exhausted. His head hit the rock and he fell unconscious. Meng Wuyou dragged him into the abyss to hide.

Sang Yuanyuan carefully looked around and didn't find any traces of the Way of the Heavens.

She muttered, "How did Meng Wuyou resist the nether demons?"

To be able to draw out this tsunami-like nether demon was incredible.

You Wuming looked indifferent and continued to go deeper into the abyss.

Sang Yuanyuan summoned a large face flower that emitted a faint yellow glow. She hung the face plate above their heads to illuminate the abyss.

After turning a corner, they could vaguely hear a rumbling sound.

After walking for a while, they heard a strange rustling sound coming from the corner of the stone wall not far away. There was a faint light shining on the stone wall.

You Wuming's lips curled into a sinister smile. "I caught it."

He swept out his lightning flames and wiped out all the nether demons in front of him.

Sang Yuanyuan cooperated with him and threw a few man-eating flowers behind her to seal the entrance of the cave and block the nether demons behind them. This was the final battle between good and evil!

She couldn't help but think.

You Wuming jumped down from Shang Ming's body. He held his saber and walked forward unsteadily.

She didn't need to look to know that the corner of his exquisite lips must be hanging on the bloodthirsty and perverted smile that was unique to villains.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

Actually, she had imagined that the person she would marry in the future would be gentle like jade, a gentleman, and a gentleman who was pure and abstinent.

It wasn't until she promised You Wuming that she finally realized that being a righteous villain or a hero wasn't the main point. The main point was that he had good looks.

Look at this great villain You Wuming's back view. He was so handsome that she couldn't take her eyes off him.

Behind the stone wall, the seven-colored light became brighter and brighter.

You Wuming stopped in his tracks, his five fingers once again gripping his saber.

Suddenly, a rainbow-colored face peeked out from behind the corner of the stone wall!

Sang Yuanyuan jumped in fright. She focused her eyes and saw that it was Meng Wuyou.

"You Wuming?!" Meng Wuyou cried out in shock. "You, you, why are you here!"

You Wuming chuckled. "I'm here to send you on your way."

Meng Wuyou held something with both hands in a panic and raised it in front of him. "Don't come over!"

Sang Yuanyuan recognized it at a glance. It was a broken mirror.

Unlike the one he had taken from Qin Yuchi earlier, this one looked thicker and thicker. It emitted a seven-colored halo, enveloping Meng Wuyou in the seven-colored light.

This seven-colored light was quite familiar. When You Wuming was struck by three consecutive bolts of lightning, there was a seven-colored auspicious cloud above his head.

You Wuming approached her step by step.

"You Wuming, listen!" Meng Wuyou raised her beautiful little face. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?!

If you dare to take another step forward, I'll fight you to the death! "

You Wuming took three steps forward and forced her back behind the stone wall.

Sang Yuanyuan knew that he didn't make a move because he wanted to find Han Shaoling first.

She hurriedly chased after him.

After turning the corner, she saw the proud son of heaven, the young king, Han Shaoling, lying on the ground in a very sorry state. Although his broken arm was wrapped in a thick cloth, fresh blood was still flowing out.

The corpses of the underworld demons were strewn all over the place. Sang Yuanyuan casually swept her gaze over the corpses and found that the severed sections of the corpses were flat and charred, but the wounds were messy. Many of the wounds didn't hit the vital parts.

Meng Wuyou killed the underworld demons with the power of lightning.

Therefore, the light emitted by this broken mirror was the light of lightning, which belonged to the power of the 'Heavenly Dao'.

Sang Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment. She had a bold guess in her heart. The 'Heavenly Dao' should have poured the power of lightning into this broken mirror for Meng Wuyou to use, which caused the demonic roar.

Giving the power of a 'God' directly to the people was much more ridiculous than lightning descending from the heavens!

Did this mean that the so-called 'Heavenly Dao' had reached its limit in interfering with the affairs of the world?

"Be careful of the mirror in her hand." Sang Yuanyuan reminded.

You Wuming laughed softly. She raised her black saber, and lightning flames surged. She drew an arc of light in the air and directly slashed at Han Shaoling!

Meng Wuyou panicked and fell to Han Shaoling's side. She raised the light of the mirror to block the attack.

In an instant, the lightning flashed, and the ten feet tall cave shook violently. Rocks and soil fell on their shoulders with a rustling sound.

Meng Wuyou was burning with anxiety. She raised the mirror with one hand and shook Han Shaoling with the other. "Wake up!

Wake up! "

Han Shaoling slowly woke up.

Firstly, he was shaken. Secondly, he was shaken.

He crawled up with difficulty and used his only arm to protect Meng Wuyou. He focused his eyes and looked at You Wuming in disbelief.

You Wuming never gave his enemy time to react. He had already probed the depth of the seven-colored halo with his previous attack.

He held the saber hilt with both hands and raised it again!

This time, the blade of the black saber was covered with greenish-white lightning flames!

He did not use the flame tail to touch the light of the mirror in Meng Wuyou's hand. Instead, he borrowed the momentum of the saber and rushed toward the two people like a mountain.

"Boom —"

The blade of the saber, which was burning with lightning flames, slashed directly on the seven-colored halo!

You Wuming coughed out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying back three meters. Then, he stabbed the black saber into the ground and held it with one hand, stabilizing his body.

Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou, on the other hand, were like two fallen leaves in the wind. They flew back and fell into a place where Sang Yuanyuan's Big Face Flower could not illuminate.

Poor Han Shaoling had just woken up and did not know what had happened. He only had time to use his only arm to grab Meng Wuyou.

"Ding — Ding — Ding —"

The broken mirror flew out of his hand and fell to the side.

The so-called "Heavenly Dao" could not attack again!

Sang Yuanyuan quickly stepped forward to support You Wuming.

Blood was still flowing from the corner of his lips. His face was as pale as a ghost, but his pitch-black eyes were shining brightly.

He smiled fiercely and casually wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve. Then, he picked up his saber and strode forward.

His voice echoed eerily in the small cave. "Without the amulet, let's see how you're going to survive."

Before he finished speaking, You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan were both startled. They realized that something was wrong.

When they entered the cave, they had already heard a faint rumbling sound. At this moment, the rumbling sound was even clearer in their ears.

The light of the Big Face Flower shone in front of them.

The stone wall ten zhang away was very thin. Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou, who were flying backward, smashed a large hole in the wall. The two of them had already fallen to the other side of the hole.

You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan looked at each other. Then, they raised their hands and shot out a bolt of lightning flame, completely shattering the stone wall.

An even louder rumbling sound accompanied by water vapor hit them in the face!

The two of them hurriedly went forward to take a look. For a moment, they did not know what to say.

Behind the thin stone wall was a cliff so deep that they could not see the bottom.

At a place slightly lower than their feet, there was an underground waterfall about twenty zhang wide gushing out from another cave.

The waterfall fell straight down into the underground river below.

The dark underground river was accompanied by the loud rumbling sound of the water flow. It churned and flowed south.

The river was filled with Nether Demons. They were like gourds floating in the river, being washed up and down by the water flow.

The two of them had already disappeared.

You Wuming stood above the waterfall and slowly furrowed his beautiful eyebrows.

He raised his chin slightly and casually looked at the underground river below. He gently gritted his teeth.

If they fell into such a river, they would not be able to catch them.

"If they don't drown, I'm afraid we'll meet them 'there'." You Wuming gritted his sharp white teeth and said sinisterly.

His entire body was filled with the aura of a villain.

Sang Yuanyuan knew where he was referring to.

That place was the place that attracted the Nether Demons.

Based on the current situation, the Heavenly Dao should not be able to attack anymore. However, the two of them were blessed by providence. They would not die so easily.

Han Shaoling did not have wings and could not return to the surface through the mouth of the abyss. If they did not die, the only way forward was to follow the tide of Nether Demons and finally reach the core of the secret underground.

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment before deciding on his priorities. "Fending off this wave of nether demons is the most important thing right now.

Once this matter is over, Huangfu Jun will probably make a trip to the capital to meet Kang Yanji. We must stop this at all costs.

After that, it's the Temple of Heaven and the secret underground. If we're fast enough, we should be able to intercept Han and Meng before that secret. "

"Yes." You Wuming nodded. "This time, it's not considered a total loss."

His gaze slowly turned and stared at the broken mirror that had already retracted its seven-colored light. After staring at it for a moment, he sneered softly and slowly walked forward. He picked it up and put it into his belt.

This broken mirror was very different from the one Qin Yuchi found. It looked like a mirror core.

"We'll look at it later. Let's go."

You Wuming went back the way they came, grabbed the big fat dog and little skinny, and flew back to the top of the abyss. They continued to kill their way to the west.

Seeing that they were getting further and further away from the area that the Korean army was in charge of defending, Sang Yuanyuan threw out her flowers again. Like a group of red waves, they surged around the short life.

You Wuming, on the other hand, simply floated to the fallen Outpost City. Streaks of lightning flashed past the city walls, causing black debris to fill the air.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark. Looking at the Great Wall from afar, one could only see the blue and white lightning flashing past, like a divine punishment from the heavens.

When the sun rose from the east, You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan left Zhang Prefecture and entered Ping Prefecture.

Ping Prefecture was stronger than Zhang Prefecture. Among the eighteen prefectures, it was ranked in the top ten.

You Wuming's seven thousand Black Armored Troops were also here. However, after experiencing this earth-shaking wave of Nether Demons, they had lost contact with this army.

Ping Prefecture had also encountered a terrifying Nether Demons.

Different from Zhang Prefecture, many areas of the Great Wall were still in the hands of the human race. Although it looked extremely tragic, at least two lines of defense were preserved.

In the buffer zone, there were also Ping Prefecture cavalry rushing to help.

Seeing You Wuming approaching, a young general of the Ping Prefecture cavalry immediately rode his beast to the front. His blood-stained face revealed a mouthful of white teeth. "Thank you, King You Prefecture!

On behalf of the people of Ping Prefecture, I thank you for your help! "

You Wuming sized him up for a moment. "Prince Ping."

"This time, it's all thanks to King You Prefecture's help!

Father and I will engrave this favor in our hearts!

We will never forget it! "Prince Ping placed his hands in front of his forehead again and bowed deeply.

You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan looked at each other and understood.

Prince Ping must be thanking the seven thousand Black Armored Troops.

Seeing this person on the verge of tears, Sang Yuanyuan instantly had a very bad premonition.

The seven thousand Black Armored Troops must have played a crucial role in the defense of Ping Prefecture. However, the casualties …

You Wuming's face also darkened. His voice was cold. "Where are they?"

Prince Ping hurriedly replied, "The Fifth General took back this section of the Great Wall and led the troops to the front to provide support!"

You Wuming pulled on the reins, and Shorty shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow.

After killing for more than 30 miles, they saw the Black Armored Troops.

They were fighting with the Nether Demons for the Great Wall.

You Wuming's face was cold as he arrived at the city gate.

He saw a small team of well-trained soldiers assembling the black iron frame. They pushed the Nether Demons out of the city and planned to close the city gate.

They had already failed once.

This time, the number of Nether Demons was simply too large. The impact was far from normal.

If they failed to close the city gate, the two small teams left behind to push the gate open would definitely be trapped by the Nether Demons. They would definitely die.

Everyone's eyes were already red. They threw all their weight on the black iron gate and wrestled with the tsunami-like Nether Demons outside.

The gap between the two gates was about to disappear. The Nether Demons were about to be isolated outside.

Just a little bit more.

However, at this moment, the spiritual light in the soldiers' palms extinguished one by one. They were exhausted.

The gap that was originally the size of a fist slowly expanded in front of them. In an instant, the Nether Demons had pushed it open by more than a foot!

"Hey —" The soldiers roared in unison. None of them retreated or ran. Instead, they pressed their entire bodies against the black iron gate and used all their strength to push it forward.

"Boom — boom —"

Wave after wave of Nether Demons crashed against the gate. The soldiers spat out mouthfuls of blood.

The gap between the two giant gates was pushed open by more than three feet in an instant!

Seeing that all their efforts were about to go to waste, everyone's faces were filled with unwillingness. However, there was nothing they could do.

Just as despair began to spread, a bolt of green-white lightning flame, as if splitting the heavens and earth, broke through the darkness and scarlet below the city gate.

"Lord!"

They turned their heads and saw that it was indeed him.

They saw that tall figure rushing over. He opened his arms and lowered his head slightly. He grabbed one of the iron gates with each hand and slowly closed them!

The two exhausted small teams were like desert travelers who had drunk sweet spring water. Their eyes lit up. They followed that incomparably firm force and pushed the city gate inwards —

"Boom!"

Metal collided heavily. The muffled sound reverberated throughout the Great Wall. Even the ground beneath their feet trembled.

The giant black iron gate that was three feet long gradually tightened.

When the Nether Demons crashed into it again, it was as if they had crashed into an iron mountain. They couldn't move it at all.

"Lord!" "Lord!"

Everyone's eyes were glowing.

You Wuming retracted his hand and slowly raised his head. He looked around and his gaze returned to its casual state. "Where's Little Five?"

"Lord, the Fifth General is recovering the city wall!" The leader of the small team stood up.

You Wuming's gaze lazily swept past the armor on his body. His voice was light and quick. "How's the Xuan Armor?"

All the soldiers laughed. "It's useful!

It's too useful! "

Eh?

Wait a minute.

Their Lord was standing in between the two giant gates. Then, what was that safe and reliable force that had appeared behind them and helped to hold up the city gate?

Everyone slowly turned their heads to look.

They saw a row of giant flower buds closing their petals with a whoosh. As if they were afraid of scaring people, they shyly turned their heads to the back.

All the soldiers were speechless.

It was obvious that this was an ally of the monsters.

After hanging out with abnormal people like You Wuming for a long time, the Youzhou soldiers were much bolder than normal people. They couldn't help but reach out and pat those thick petals.

"Hey, this thing!"

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless. Please give this terrifying man-eating flower the respect it deserves.

She controlled the row of flowers and with a whoosh, bared their bloody mouths at the brave and fearless soldiers.

Everyone laughed. "Hahahaha!

It looks weird but it's also cute! "

Some people stuck their arms in, while others stuck their heads in.

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless.

You Wuming pinched his forehead and jumped back onto Duan Ming's back. He climbed up the wall through the tunnel.

"Is the Fifth General Little Five?" Sang Yuanyuan asked.

"Yes."

Little Five was the Ghost Shadow Guard with the face of a monkey. He looked extremely young.

Every single Ghost Shadow Guard was a great general who could take charge of an area.

When he reached the top of the city wall, he saw soldiers in Xuan Armor fighting with the Nether Demons. They took back the city wall section by section and used black iron to build a simple defense line. Then, they pushed deeper into the city.

You Wuming took a quick glance at it, and his face darkened.

"Lord?!"

Someone on the city wall immediately noticed him.

Cheers erupted and shot into the sky like fireworks.

An extremely skinny figure appeared in front of him with a whoosh. His face was covered in demon blood and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, revealing a monkey face.

"Lord!" He revealed two rows of white teeth.

"Is everyone here?" You Wuming asked coldly.

The joy on Little Five's face instantly disappeared.

He pursed his lips and replied, "Lord, there are only four thousand five hundred people here."

Sang Yuanyuan's heart sank.

As expected, they paid a heavy price!

In just a day and night, half of the seven thousand Xuan Armor Guards were dead or injured.

If this continued, when they helped Ping Prefecture survive this wave of demons, not a single one of them would be left.

You Wuming took a deep breath.

Little Five hurriedly explained, "The rest did not all die in battle.

They, they are guarding the city in front. "

Ping Prefecture was located in the northwest of Cloud Realm.

The Great Wall of Black Iron had a Black Iron Fortress at each of the four corners of the Northeast, Northwest, Southeast, and Southwest.

Without waiting for You Wuming to ask, Little Five lowered his head and said listlessly, "But it does not bode well for them.

The brothers who stayed in the city all suffered serious internal injuries and stayed there to attract the Nether Demons … "

"How many are alive?" You Wuming asked faintly.

"Close to two thousand." Little Five lowered his head heavily. "I am useless!

I am unable to bring my brothers back safely!

I am useless! "

His sobbing and sorrowful voice alarmed the nearby soldiers. Many people hurriedly spoke up for Little Five as they killed the Nether Demons. "General Five led the troops and did his best. Lord, we all saw it. Please do not punish the general!

Dying in battle is the glory of a soldier!

We will not complain at all! "

"Mm." You Wuming raised his chin arrogantly. "Follow me and kill our way back to the city."

"Yes!" The shouts shook the heavens.

You Wuming jumped down from Shang Ming's back and pulled out his blade. He pulled Sang Yuanyuan over and kissed her on the forehead. He said softly, "Rest well."

Sang Yuanyuan's face was solemn as she nodded.

You Wuming spread his wings and floated in front of the three armies like a butterfly. As he flew, he swung his blade to the left and right, clearing a path.

After landing on the ground, he held the hilt of his saber with both hands and dashed forward in front of everyone. He brandished his saber, and streaks of dazzling greenish-white lightning flames devoured everything around him. Wherever his slender figure passed by, the Nether Demons were all turned into black dust.

The Youzhou soldiers were all dumbfounded.

"Ou wu — —" Shang Ming roared into the sky.

The hot-headed soldiers were led astray. "Ou — — ou?

F * ck! "

Everyone laughed and followed You Wuming's footsteps as they charged forward.

One person's strength was limited. With the help of the four thousand Black Armored Troops, wherever they went, it was as if they had returned to the peaceful days before the Nether Demons.

Under You Wuming's leadership, everyone fought bravely. All their fatigue and despair disappeared. The green-white lightning flames in front of them seemed to shine into everyone's hearts, igniting endless fighting spirit and hope.

Across the boiling army, Sang Yuanyuan stared at the slender and handsome figure. She did not know if it was joy, admiration, or love that surged in her heart.

Her heart surged and her lips unconsciously curled into a smile.