Chapter 98

Sang Yuanyuan knew that the old Emperor Yun feeding these snakes, insects, rats, and ants with the power of the rainbow wasn't his ultimate secret.

You Wuming said that just to get rid of the bystanders.

"Since he can control these animals, it means that he has successfully incorporated the power of the rainbow into his body," Sang Yuanyuan said. "This person can't be underestimated."

"It's a small matter." You Wuming was still indifferent.

He took her on the road first.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang Bujin weren't strong enough, so they would only be a burden if they sneaked into Tiandu. Thus, the two stayed in Yunzhou for two more days. When the main force of Yunzhou returned to the capital, they would directly lead the army and attack Tiandu from the route that the North Camp Guards had taken.

"If we don't rebel, we'll be letting down Kang Yanji's expectations," Yun Xuzhou said.

More than half of Tiandu had already turned into ruins. After several hours of cleaning up, there weren't many corpses left on the battlefield. Only some broken limbs could be seen in the ruins that were easily overlooked.

The big turtle that the Cloud Emperor had secretly hidden underground for hundreds of years had already died in battle. Its mountain-like corpse was transported outside the city. Bold children climbed onto the turtle's shell and played around happily — only those who didn't know sorrow could get rid of the shadow of war so quickly.

Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming rode the Cloud Beast and left Tiandu from the west gate.

"You want to die young." She patted the Cloud Beast's big head.

It suddenly braked and stopped, turning its head to look at her in confusion.

"Ow?" It was an unfamiliar dog's face.

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked. "Does this guy also understand human nature?"

The Cloud Beast waited for a while. Seeing that she didn't have any orders, it immediately threw her a disdainful look, then turned back and continued on its way.

Sang Yuanyuan understood the Cloud Beast's meaning once again — don't make trouble if you don't have anything to do. I'm busy.

You Wuming couldn't stand straight from laughing.

"The Cloud Beast has the intelligence of a seven or eight-year-old child."

Sang Yuanyuan was surprised. "But the Cloud Beasts we usually come into contact with don't seem to understand human language."

You Wuming lowered his voice. "That's because they think humans are stupid and don't care about them."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

Very good, very good. He was strongly despised by Furry.

The Cloud Beast sent them out of the icy plains.

When they arrived at the city at the border of Tiandu, it brought the two of them straight to the carriage. It lowered its body and gestured for the two of them to get down from it and buy another cloud beast as a mount.

"It's Yun Xuzhou's war horse." You Wuming said, "After sending us out of the Great Ice Field, it's going back to report on its mission."

The Cloud Beast raised its furry head and gave You Wuming a look that said, "You're still smarter."

Sang Yuanyuan was thunderstruck.

It was true. God was watching from above. This saying was not false at all.

No matter when and where, one had to be very careful with one's words and actions. Otherwise, who knew what strange things might hear them?

Perhaps they might even mock them mercilessly.

Sang Yuanyuan, who had changed into a new mount, didn't dare to speak carelessly anymore.

It was really strange to suddenly know that there were ears around them.

The two of them soon arrived at the border of Yunzhou. After a simple disguise, they left Yunzhou and stepped into Tiandu.

The atmosphere in Tiandu was very different.

The entire province was under martial law, and supplies were constantly being transported to the north. Troops were being transferred to the north everywhere.

The imperial capital had strictly prohibited irrelevant people from entering to prevent enemy spies.

After the assassination of Huangfu Jun, the spies of Youzhou hidden in the imperial capital had been completely wiped out by Kang Yanji. Therefore, this time, the two of them entered the city through Sang Yuanyuan's relationship.

The square-faced man who came to receive them was the left commander of the imperial guards. His name was Jin Wu, and he was a close friend of Sang Yuanyuan's fake identity, Young Lady Yun Feng.

Last time, You Wuming tried to assassinate Huangfu Du in the imperial capital and was seriously injured. When Sang Yuanyuan brought him out of the city, they ran into trouble. Fortunately, with the help of Jin Wu, they successfully slipped out of the imperial capital.

Now that Tiandu was at war with Yunzhou, Jin Wu still dared to let Young Lady Yun Feng's people into the city. This could be considered true love.

"Don't think about getting any military intelligence from me," Jin Wu's left commander said with a serious expression and a fierce voice, "Don't even think about leaking any information to Yunzhou!

If I find out that you bribed that greedy and lecherous Right Deputy Commander, Tao Qisheng, I'll definitely kill you! "

After saying that, he flicked his whip and rode the Cloud Beast away.

Sang Yuanyuan blinked in confusion, "If I'm not mistaken, he's suggesting that we bribe that Tao Qisheng to be a spy for Yunzhou?"

"Yes," You Wuming looked at Jin Wu's back as he left, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Unfortunately, we really don't have time right now." Sang Yuanyuan spread out his hands.

You Wuming muttered, "It's mainly because we don't have money."

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless.

Because the checks for people entering the city were extremely strict, the imperial capital was relatively lax. You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan walked openly on the streets, and no one came forward to interrogate them.

They were all very busy.

Yesterday, Huangfu Xiong suddenly sent his army south. Coincidentally, the North Camp Guards had been transferred away from the northern line. Without the main force holding the line, the two hundred thousand lions from Eastern Prefecture smoothly crushed them and pierced through the core of Tiandu. Now, they had already reached the last pass north of the imperial capital — Fengling City.

Once Fengling City was broken, the imperial capital would definitely be overturned.

Now, apart from the West Camp Guards stationed in the west to guard against You Wuming, the East and South Camps had all been mobilized to intercept Huangfu Xiong in Fengling City. Three hundred thousand Imperial Guards were successively sent to provide support, and the strongest and most mysterious Imperial Guard's movements were unknown.

On Huangfu Xiong's side, the follow-up troops had also pressed into Fengling City. Six hundred thousand soldiers had already half-attacked the city twice in a row. The next time, a full-scale war would truly erupt.

Kang Yanji naturally didn't want to fight, but unfortunately, Huangfu Xiong refused to contact her from beginning to end. The envoys sent out had all been beheaded, and the other party was stubborn and insisted on fighting.

Kang Yanji had already sensed that something was wrong, but she was deep in thought and didn't make any moves on the surface.

Previously, when Huangfu Xiong feigned an attack on You Wuming, You Zhou cooperated extremely well by mobilizing an army of a hundred thousand men, which was stationed at the border of You and Ji, two Prefectures. At this moment, as soon as they turned around, they were directly facing Tiandu's West Camp Guards.

As long as this Youzhou army didn't move, the West Camp Guards would be dragged to death on the border. No matter how Tiandu fought, they wouldn't dare turn back to provide support.

This way, Huangfu Xiong wouldn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back by the West Camp Guards.

In the west, Han Zhou didn't have a ruler and couldn't even take care of itself. They definitely couldn't come to the rescue of the emperor.

Without Han Shaoling, this fierce tiger, restraining them, You Wuming could come out at any time without any worries.

In the southwest, the peace-loving King Sang Chengyin was still watching from afar, not caring about anything that didn't concern him.

A few days ago, he used the golden shell to buy a hundred thousand sets of armor from Qin Zhou and gave them to Youzhou as a dowry for Sang Yuanyuan's marriage.

Now, the whereabouts of the hundred thousand Black Armor Underworld Army were unknown, and they had become a blade hanging over Kang Yanji's head.

With this blade, her Imperial Guard couldn't be moved too far away.

"Kang Yanji's fighting strength has been reduced so much. Huangfu Xiong should be able to fight to a draw," Sang Yuanyuan said.

The East, West, North, and South Camp Guards and the Imperial Guard were the absolute main force under Kang Yanji's command.

Now that the North Camp Guards had been completely wiped out and the West Camp Guards were in a standoff with You Wuming, the strongest Imperial Guard had to guard against You Wuming's Black Armor Army.

Huangfu Xiong only had to deal with the East Camp Guards and the South Camp Guards, a total of a hundred thousand main forces and five hundred thousand Imperial Guards.

In another two days, Yunzhou's elite Imperial Army would arrive at the city. At that time, the Jiang family would no longer dare to hold back. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they would fight this battle with everything they had.

Kang Yanji's momentum was gone.

In the past, with the powerful backing of Eastern Prefecture, Kang Yanji only had to guard against You Wuming. She could easily reduce his strength and force him to a dead end step by step.

This time, Kang Yanji dared to attack Yunzhou without restraint because Huangfu Xiong was stationed in Jizhou, which gave her the illusion that she had nothing to worry about.

Who knew that Huangfu Xiong was here to mess with her?

This time, she was truly attacked from both front and rear. She was flustered and in dire straits.

It was truly tragic.

"It seems that we don't have to worry about that side for now. Let's take down the Temple of Heaven first."

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, then said, "A siege of several hundred thousand people won't be finished in a short time."

With Ou Zi by Huangfu Xiong's side, there was no need to worry about assassinations. When it came to the art of assassination in the shadows, Ou Zi could be said to be the king of kings, the super god of super gods.

Thinking back to when it was only at the early stage of Spiritual Glory, it was able to run into the Imperial Palace and injure Kang Yanji. Although it was taking advantage of its small body, the path of assassination had always been so unreasonable and unjust.

You Wuming leisurely brought her to an ancient well.

"Legend has it that there is a dragon below, so no one dares to approach this well." He smiled slyly. "I made it up."

Sang Yuanyuan knew that You Wuming was going to take her to see his secret — the underground palace hidden beneath Tiandu where the underworld demons were kept.

In the original plot, he used the Eternal Flame to ignite them and put them into Tiandu.

"It was originally a hidden chess piece, but now it's no longer needed." He looked a little sad and regretful. "It took a long time."

As he spoke, he had already jumped into the well with her in his arms.

Following the secret door, they entered the mouth of the abyss and arrived at the underground palace.

This underground palace was built by relying on the mouth of the abyss that extended in all directions. Several abyss passageways were led here and converged into a huge sunken pit.

Once the underworld demons fell into the huge pit, they couldn't climb out. They killed each other below, just like raising venomous insects. The remaining underworld demons were fat and strong, and were very fierce.

"There's no need for them." You Wuming silently watched for a while, as if bidding farewell to a dark memory. "Eat them."

Sang Yuanyuan threw out the man-eating flowers.

These Nether Devils were incredible. They had eaten countless of their own kind, and the Spirit Essence of the eaten Nether Devils ran into their bodies. Each and every one of them looked very plump, and their terrifying bodies emitted the light of wealth.

When they bit down, there would be a little bit of resistance. Occasionally, the flower's thick petals would bulge slightly. The man-eating flowers worked hard to open their cheeks, and with a crunching sound, they chewed the underworld demons like sticky candy.

Countless hard granules fell into the flower petals with tinkling sounds, as if they were gold sand that had been washed out.

"Ou Zi worked so hard to protect Huangfu Xiong this time. When it comes back, I'll definitely prepare a lot of shiny crystals for it," Sang Yuanyuan said.

You Wuming silently rolled his eyes.

In any case, I never dared to disobey me.

He thought darkly.

When the time comes, it'll all be mine. En, that's right.

These Nether Devils that were rich in Spirit Essence were slightly more strenuous to chew on. After about two hours, the three hundred man-eating flowers finally cleaned up the entire underground palace. They swung their tails and wandered around, not knowing what they were doing.

"And then?

Are we going to find the Temple of Heaven?

The secret place of the Temple of Heaven is definitely not where the Temple of Heaven is on the surface.

I wonder if the vice commander that can be bribed with money knows any clues? "She asked.

You Wuming smiled mysteriously. "There's no need to look."

"Eh?"

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.

You Wuming's precision computer and human navigation device had already calculated the location of the black metal cauldron in Tiandu. Where the cauldron was, the secret headquarters of the Temple of Heaven would definitely be there. Was there a need to ask anyone?

"Where is it?" She asked.

"Under the imperial palace."

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly felt a headache. "Right now, the imperial palace must be filled with experts. The security is extremely tight. No one will be able to bring the two of us in."

You Wuming smiled proudly and grabbed her small hand. "In this world, is there anything that I can't do?"

He hugged her, spread his wings, and lightly floated to the bottom of the underground palace.

"Here, I dug a secret passage that leads to the Imperial Garden.

Little Sang Guo, at that time, if it wasn't to save you, I would have walked away along the secret passage. Jiang Shisan wanted to shoot me?

It's all for you, Little Sang Guo! "He proudly pursed his lips.

Sang Yuanyuan pretended to forget that his cultivation was not much higher than Jiang Shisan's at that time. "En en en!

Jiang Shisan is not worthy! "

You Wuming couldn't tell if this was a sincere compliment or a perfunctory one.

This wife was getting more and more difficult to deal with day by day.

You Wuming quickly opened a bronze door.

A dark passage appeared in front of them. It was like a tomb passage that led to a tomb. It gave off a cold and musty smell.

You Wuming shook his black sword. The tip of the sword ignited a black flame, burning the damp air and making a slight 'Chi Chi' sound.

After a while, he walked in with her. After walking for a while, he slowly sniffed and then extinguished the flame on the tip of the sword.

The passage became pitch-black. The hair by their ears was slightly cold, as if a thin wind was flowing.

Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled. She felt that You Wuming's mood was a bit strange.

He suddenly spoke.

In the pitch-black passage, his voice was a bit light, a bit floating.

"Little Sang Guo," he said, "The people who dug the path for me were all killed by me in the end.

This kind of thing is absolutely confidential. There can't be any mistakes. "

Sang Yuanyuan's fingertips trembled slightly.

His voice was still calm: "I took a piece of bone from each of them and buried them all under my palace — — If you want to turn into a malicious spirit and take revenge on me, you can, I welcome you."

Sang Yuanyuan only felt a chill in her heart and back.

She thought of his dark green palace.

When he was unconscious and healing his wounds, the palace was filled with a ghostly aura.

He silently waited for a while. His heart was a bit panicked, but there were some words that he had to say.

He loved her. He had to open up everything about himself to her.

In this place, he had killed many people.

Innocent people who had no enmity with him.

He had no other choice.

Raising a nether demon under the imperial palace was a big secret that could not be leaked.

With so many people, it was impossible to keep a secret.

After finishing, he stood in the middle of the palace and let them attack him together.

In the end, he killed them all with his bare hands.

After a while, her voice finally softly floated out: "You gave them a chance to kill you, didn't you?"

You Wuming stared blankly for a moment: "… … En, how did you know?

I killed them here with my own hands, all of them. "

She did not answer. Her footsteps steadily sounded in the passage.

"Little Sang Guo, don't hate me." You Wuming spoke very anxiously, "It's not bloodthirsty.

This is different from fighting a war. I killed them with my own hands, but … … "

Under the cover of darkness, this man revealed a bit of helplessness for the first time.

He did not know if she could understand.

He remembered that when he saw those craftsmen in the underground city of Qin Zhou, her eyes had flashed with anger.

He was afraid that she would be angry.

But, it had already been done.

The word 'escape' had never existed in his life. Since he was already here, with the voices of the undead echoing in his ears, he could not pretend that nothing had happened and silently lead her through this path paved with blood. He could not do it.

"I know," her voice softly sounded, "You just want them to die with a clear understanding. You just want to face the things you have done. Blood, sin, bit by bit, carry them on your back and never forget."

In the darkness, You Wuming did not say anything else.

Only the footsteps of the two people echoed unhurriedly.

She did not know what expression he had at this moment.

After walking for a long distance, You Wuming stopped.

He slowly took a breath.

"We're here," his voice was a bit light, but also faintly weak, "Little Sang Guo, outside, it's about dawn!"

This man, for the first time, felt his hands uncontrollably trembling. He held his hands together and secretly scolded himself for being useless.

After a while, her voice softly sounded, "En.

I like you as much today as yesterday. "

From now on, the two of them would share the good and the bad.

If there was any reckoning in the future, she would bear it with him.

"Oh."

You Wuming replied indifferently. His hands unconsciously clenched his fists so hard that his bones started to hurt.

He secretly shook his hands and backhanded his knife, cutting a few crooked passages in the passage wall.

After walking for a while, the tip of the knife suddenly became light and pierced the air.

"Found it."

In a few moves, he cut a hole. Suddenly, candlelight shone in.

The two of them looked around and found that they were in an outer hall.

The hall was built underground. The walls were engraved with complex carvings. A few tall bronze cauldrons held crane-beak lanterns, giving off a mysterious and eerie feeling.

Found it!

Sang Yuanyuan: "So easy to find!"

It was unbelievably smooth.

You Wuming spread his hands: "I just followed the vine to find the melon.

In front of me, if you show even the slightest flaw, you'll die. "

Sang Yuanyuan thought for a while and found that he was telling the truth.

In fact, this could not be called 'smooth' at all, but You Wuming was too abnormal.

If it was someone else, they would definitely not be able to do it.

If You Wuming did not, the trip to the ancestral temple in Yunzhou would have come to an abrupt end when they found the blood parasite.

However, You Wuming found the blood parasite too easily and speculated that Emperor Yun was hiding a deeper secret, which led to the discovery of the black iron cauldron in the secret chamber.

And the secret of the black iron cauldron, except for You Wuming, there was probably no one else who could decipher it.

And because You Wuming had deciphered the secret of 'resonance', he could use the location of the underground cauldron to deduce the exact location of the resonating cauldron in Tiandu, thus locking onto the most secretive location of the Temple of Heaven.

Sure enough, following the vine to find the melon.

It was just that this' vine 'was like a quantum cloud to others.

"You Wuming, you're really amazing." Sang Yuanyuan sighed.

You Wuming said expressionlessly: "Little Sang Guo, you don't have to keep repeating the obvious."

Although he said that, the wings on his back betrayed him. With a 'whoosh', they stuck out and flapped twice in a very showy manner.

You Wuming: "…" Kill my wings!

Directly to the north, there was a black iron door.

You Wuming pointed at the door and said: "It's right there.

Little Sang Guo, don't think that I made a mistake and went to the wrong place. "

He very seriously corrected himself: "I was afraid that I couldn't hold back, so I deliberately went a little off track.

I just didn't want to accidentally destroy the clue. "

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sang Yuanyuan nodded perfunctorily.

The two walked to the black iron door. You Wuming narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He didn't draw his sword, but took out Yun Zhi Zhuo's identity token.

He inserted the token into the plum blossom depression on the black iron door.

After two breaths, the black iron door slowly opened to the left and right in the shape of the Eight Trigrams.

Sang Yuanyuan looked up and saw a beam of sunlight shining down from somewhere, shining directly on the altar in the middle of the dark hall.

This was the underground secret chamber where Jiang Yi and Yun Zhi Zhuo used their technique.

Sang Yuanyuan's mind was in a trance for a moment.

This was the place where her soul transmigrated to another world.

Such a mysterious, inconceivable thing, she and You Wuming actually followed the vine to the melon, step by step, and found the instigator.

Recalling everything that happened before, it was like a dream.

Under the altar, countless people wearing black cloaks and bronze masks turned around and stared at the two intruders.

Most of them were still sitting limply under the altar, looking like they had just used some kind of technique here, so tired that they couldn't stand up.

Pairs of eyes looked at You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan, full of shock.

You Wuming suddenly laughed.

"Is there anyone who is willing to tell me their story before they die?"

His tone was fleeting, his appearance casual, but the outline of his face gradually ignited with black flames. The black flames burned away the disguise, revealing the face of a Rakshasa.

He let go of Sang Yuanyuan, and walked carelessly to the altar.

A few black-cloaked people jumped out, without saying a word, and attacked You Wuming.

They were all experts above the fifth layer of the Spirit Glory Realm.

The Temple of Heaven was indeed a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

These people had hidden strength, their moves were ordinary, but every time they met You Wuming's palm, there would be black flames surging, spiritual energy overflowing, the battle was silent but intense.

Sang Yuanyuan waved her hand, and the man-eating flower blocked the exit, standing fiercely by her side, preventing others from escaping or sneaking up on her.

You Wuming's fighting style was completely suicidal, every move was brute force.

Anyway, he knew that Little Sang Guo had secretly hidden the little face flower under his clothes.

Very quickly, the people attacking You Wuming, were burned to ashes one by one.

You Wuming had already walked to the middle of the crowd.

The rest of the people were like clay statues, not moving at all.

If it wasn't for the uneasiness and fear in the eyes under the masks, Sang Yuanyuan would really think that these self-proclaimed 'Saints' were all fearless.

She calmly observed the people hidden under the black cloaks and masks.

Jiang Yi's figure was slightly plump, his back was stooped, and it was easy to recognize that he was not here at the moment.

She and You Wuming had never seen Old Yun Di, but at a glance, the eyes under the masks did not have that kind of deep and forbearing temperament.

So the two important leaders were not at home?

What a pity.

You Wuming quickly walked to the side of the altar that had been hit.

Like a powerless hedonistic son, he lazily used his hand to support himself on the edge of the altar, climbed up the altar that was half the height of a person, and sat down listlessly.

Tilting his head, he weakly asked: "The Altar Head is not at home?"

Naturally, no one answered.

"The Vice Altar Head is also not at home?"

Still, no one answered.

He patted behind him with a backhand.

Suddenly, he sighed, and turned his head to look.

On top of the altar, there were many pieces of mirror fragments neatly pieced together to form a square mirror that was two feet long and wide. Only a small piece was missing in the middle.

He casually pointed at a Son of Heaven, who secretly took out a dagger and was about to sneak an attack on Sang Yuanyuan. Then, he turned his head and calmly counted the pieces on the altar: "One, two, three …"

The Son of Heaven, who was pointed at by him, suddenly screamed hoarsely. His body was like a melted wax, twisted and soft, but he did not fall down.

The screams never stopped.

Until You Wuming counted all the broken mirrors on the altar: "One hundred and seven."

The Son of Heaven, who was pointed at by him, finally fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, he was already a pile of black dust, leaving only a black cloak and a bronze mask lying flat on the ground.

"The Sky Mirror is broken into one hundred and eight pieces." You Wuming said with a smile, "It was not easy to find all one hundred and seven pieces.

The remaining mirror core is with me, and today I am here to return it. "

Under the cloak, there was silence.

He jumped off the altar.

"They are not afraid of death … What should I do?"

In this world, there was no one who was not afraid of death.

Sang Yuanyuan had already found that several people were trembling.

One of them shouted in fear, "King of You Prefecture, let me live. I can ask them to ransom me with money!"

He took off his mask. It was Qin Yuchi, the brother of King of Qin Prefecture.

Previously, he was caught by You Wuming when he killed people in Ji Prefecture. After You Wuming asked him and received the gold from Qin Prefecture, he let him leave with the broken mirror.

Unfortunately, he was caught here again today.

He was really destined to be doomed.

You Wuming waved his hand: "Come here."

Qin Yuchi came forward and squeezed out a reluctant smile.

You Wuming patted him on the shoulder: "Farewell."

In an instant, he turned into black ashes. The smile on his face remained on the outline of the ashes for a moment, and then scattered all over the ground.

You Wuming pointed at a few people casually.

The people he pointed at were slowly burned into a pile of black ashes one by one.

"Tsk, you can only burn for the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Who are you scared of?" He muttered in dissatisfaction, "The problem is that my cultivation is so low that I can't burn slower."

"Little Sang Guo!" He raised his voice and shouted, "Help me cure whoever I burn.

I want to see if I can burn for an hour! "

As soon as he said this, many black-robed Holy Sons trembled unconsciously.

You Wuming spread out his hands: "Little Sang Guo, look, these people are not afraid of death. Come, let's try."

Finally, a Holy Son couldn't hold it in anymore. He took off his mask with trembling hands and said: "What do you want to ask?

I will tell you, I will tell you everything! "

You Wuming glanced at him indifferently, raised his hand, and burned him to ashes.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache — it was so difficult to find a coward, and he actually burned him just like that?!

Soon, she realized that You Wuming didn't have the slightest intention of extorting a confession. He was simply eliminating the enemies of the Temple of Heaven.

No matter what these black-robed people did, he would only lightly point his finger at them.

No matter if they begged for mercy, ran away, wanted to attack him or Sang Yuanyuan, or shouted 'kill me if you want to' … except for a few people who stood in place and tried their best to reduce their presence, the rest of the people were quickly burned to ashes.

"I don't need you to tell me this kind of thing." You Wuming's face was full of ridicule. "I know much more than you.

Today, I was really asked by someone to come here to kill people — an old man sincerely asked me to help kill you, and I couldn't bear to refuse.

After all, he is the ancestor of the Yun Clan who has lived for hundreds of years, and it is rare for him to ask for help. "

As soon as he said this, a person with a very low presence, who was standing among the remaining people, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Impossible!"

You Wuming paused, and a happy smile appeared on his lips.

"I caught a big stupid fish."

The identity of Emperor Yun must be a top secret, and only the core leaders were qualified to know.

You Wuming swept over and took off the bronze mask on this person's face.