Chapter 102

On the battlefield, Huangfu Xiong had already forgotten that he had once been enemies with You Wuming. Without a care, he charged into the danger zone and took the lead in applauding You Wuming.

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

"That's so domineering!"

"Kill his grandmother!"

You Wuming: "… …" He was having a good time, but now that he was messing with him, his hands and feet were no longer hands and feet.

Amidst the chaos, he turned his head and coldly said, "Shut up."

Huangfu Xiong: "He looks too good when he's scolding people!"

Sang Yuanyuan, who was also watching from the sidelines: "… …"

Huangfu Xiong turned his head and praised her, "You have good taste!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "… … You have good taste too."

The two's eyes met, and Sang Yuanyuan almost lost her grip and started shaking her shoulders.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …" You're so poisonous!

The wings on You Wuming's back had already grown to a length of several meters, and as they opened and closed, he transformed into an indestructible blade that slashed at the Nether Devil King, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. The Nether Devil King was unable to retaliate.

Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head. "You, go fight Kang Yanji. Leave the Underworld Demon to us."

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem!" Huangfu Xiong agreed very fawningly.

Sang Yuanyuan secretly winked at Ou Zi, then raised her chin at Huangfu Xiong.

Let it continue to protect him.

"Proud Five!" Short-lived made its presence known.

Sang Yuanyuan glanced at it and knew that it was showing off its equipment.

In comparison, You Wuming really was a black-hearted boss.

One man, one puppet, and one dog led the army to attack the city.

Sang Yuanyuan retracted her gaze and looked at You Wuming, who was busy fighting the Underworld Demon King.

She knew that You Wuming was testing your saber on the Nether Demon King.

He had ignited the seven-colored power in the entire cauldron, and the benefits he had obtained were not insignificant.

Right now, You Wuming, you don't even know how strong you are. Now that this guy has come knocking on your door, isn't this just like a pillow?

The claws of the Nether Demon King were extremely sharp, and his skin was extremely hard. Every time he attacked, it was like two planets made of refined iron colliding with each other. Within a radius of one mile, there was no space for anyone to step in.

Anyone who came in contact with those flames would die.

Except for Sang Yuanyuan.

She followed You Wuming eagerly.

Amidst the violent and chaotic shockwaves and flames, this petite figure was unusually out of place.

With a single glance, one could tell that her strength was not ordinary.

This scene fell into the eyes of a certain person.

Wu Baishan, the head of the East Camp Guards and the current commander-in-chief of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Tiandu.

Now that the situation had developed to such a state, any smart person would know that the Jiang Dynasty's momentum was gone, and it would definitely end badly.

Huangfu Xiong was nodding and bowing, following You Wuming's lead. Then, looking at the strength that You Wuming had just displayed, and thinking about the Yun Dynasty's army coming from the east and the Youzhou army from the west.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see who would take over the position of the world's overlord.

Wu Baishan quickly made up his mind. He took a deep breath, and his voice, which was filled with internal energy, reverberated throughout the battlefield.

"We were born as humans. First, we are humans, then we are soldiers.

In the face of the demonic calamity, the human race will take up the role of pacifying the demons. Everything else will come later! "

Even if he surrendered, he had to surrender beautifully!

He definitely wasn't giving way to the East Camp Army to attack Kang Yanji. In his eyes, there was only the common people, only the demons!

The moment the commander-in-chief spoke, he raised the flag and betrayed them.

Those generals who decided to remain loyal to Kang Yanji immediately led their subordinates back to Fengling City. As for those who decided to follow Wu Baishan, they led their subordinates to continue killing the demons coming out of the ground.

Below Fengling City, the true battle between Huangfu Xiong and Kang Yanji had begun.

Sang Yuanyuan sighed and started to throw out flowers and vines to search for the Nether Demon's base.

Even now, the Nether Demons were still coming out of the ground.

The Nether Demons weren't potatoes, so how could they be planted in the ground?

There had to be an underground space nearby for the Nether Demon King to move his army over.

Soon, she found a large gap.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled happily. He summoned a man-eating flower and mounted it, blocking the gap.

With a wave of his hand, more than three hundred red fat beasts immediately lined up in a row, shaking their heads as they rushed in and ate heartily.

She swung out the Spirit Containment Vine and chased after them.

This was the intersection of the abyss passageways. It had been expanded into a huge underground space, and the passageway to the cauldron had been sealed to store the Nether Demon army.

The Nether Demon King's strength was indeed shocking. Those hard rocks that were hundreds of feet long and wide were peeled off and dug out such a huge space.

It was extremely vast, and one couldn't see the end of it. It covered the entire battlefront.

Looking at the densely packed Nether Demons, Sang Yuanyuan's eyes glowed with a golden light.

One after another, new small man-eating flowers were thrown down through the gap by her.

It was endless.

Now, she didn't know where her limit was.

She stared at the cave and thought to herself.

It was definitely not a coincidence that these Nether Demons were stored here.

They were here to help Kang Yanji fight this battle. There was no doubt about that.

What kind of shady business was hidden in this?!

Unknowingly, all the Nether Demons in front of her had been eaten up.

The small man-eating flowers were much more active than the red fat flowers. They swung their brown stems in all directions and ran out of Sang Yuanyuan's vision.

She didn't care and continued to throw out more flowers, wantonly devouring the Nether Demons in the underground space.

She deliberately didn't block the other gaps — if the Nether Demons were gone, the Demon Slaying Army led by Wu Baishan would be in a very awkward situation.

You can't cheat your teammates like this.

She threw the man-eating flowers into the underground space while turning her head to look at You Wuming.

Even from a distance, she could feel that he was fighting very happily.

Thinking back, she had been with him for so long, but she hadn't seen him fight to his heart's content more than a few times.

In the State of Korea, being trapped by the traitor Sang Chengming outside the Great Wall was one time.

In the State of Ji, fighting against the 8,000 black armored soldiers of Huangfu Xiong alone was one time.

The rest of the time, other people, including Han Shaoling, couldn't even last a few moves against him. It really wasn't a satisfying fight.

But this Nether Demon King, with the support of the seven-colored power, didn't break for a long time. You Wuming's ferocious nature was brought out, and he laughed like a great demon that could destroy the world.

Black flames splashed everywhere. He used his blade, elbow, and knee to heavily hit the Nether Demon King's body, beating it back again and again as it let out strange cries.

Sang Yuanyuan stared at You Wuming's nimble figure for a moment, and couldn't help but purse her lips and secretly laugh.

Her eyesight was really good.

Her hands suddenly stopped moving.

The man-eating flowers had reached their limit.

She didn't know how many man-eating flowers she had thrown into this underground space. They were all primitive and small, and needed a long time to develop. If the Nether Demons underground were enough to eat, after this wave of wretched development, she would have a real army.

She gazed toward the south.

Huangfu Xiong had already led the Eastern Army to Fengling City. Muffled rumbles like thunder could be heard. They should be using siege engines to ram the city gates.

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze turned, and quickly found the commander of the Tiandu Army, Wu Baishan.

He was observing.

If he found that the situation was not right, he would definitely choose to abandon the Nether Demon Battlefield and attack Huangfu Xiong from the rear, and rely on Kang Yanji again. This was human nature. The higher one's position, the more they had to weigh the pros and cons.

The Nether Demon King had to be dealt with quickly!

Sang Yuanyuan rushed toward You Wuming.

He spread his black wings, flew into the air, and raised his long leg, directly chopping down.

The leg blade kicked the Nether Demon King's shoulder, deeply smashing it into the ground.

With a rumbling sound, the ground started to crack. Nether Demon King was kneeling in the middle of a huge crater with one knee on the ground.

After that attack, You Wuming flapped his wings, and once again flew into the air.

Sang Yuanyuan ran while throwing out Big Face Flowers.

At this moment, if she wanted to, the Big Face Flowers could be as big as a palace.

She restrained her Big Face Flowers, and only threw a circle of flowers that were half the height of a person around the hole. The Spirit Containment Vines were like sharp chain blades, flying in all directions to attack the Nether Demon King, who was slowly standing up.

"Woman …."

The Nether Demon King raised his eyes, and looked toward Sang Yuanyuan.

Up close, his eyeballs were only the size of green beans, embedded in the center of a huge white eye. No wonder he looked so strange from afar.

His appearance could be considered normal, but his long tongue was stuck in his throat, and his voice was somewhat unclear.

The Spirit Containment Vines cut the Nether Demon King.

He raised his arms to block, but the silk-like chain blades quickly twisted his limbs, pulling them apart.

At this moment, You Wuming swept down from the sky like a shadow, holding his blade with both hands, and chopping down!

Sang Yuanyuan continued to run, rushing to the edge of the hole. She jumped lightly, and the Sun Flower lowered its body, sending her into the air. Like a graceful fairy, she floated toward You Wuming.

He didn't hesitate at all, and his black blade drew a beautiful arc, slashing toward the Nether Demon King.

Just as the blade was about to touch the seven-colored light on the Nether Demon King's body, Sang Yuanyuan landed beside him, a small hand on his wrist, and the jadeite light flowed into his five fingers. He shook his hand, and the black flame on the blade suddenly glowed with a green light.

As if it was corroding, the seven-colored light on the Nether Demon King's body was immediately contaminated by Sang Yuanyuan's jadeite light.

The Nether Demon King roared in pain, and its lips parted in all directions, like a man-eating flower opening its mouth to eat, revealing a black hole in its mouth.

A long, seven-colored tongue with barbs swung out, heading straight for Sang Yuanyuan's slender neck.

You Wuming held his blade with both hands, and the black blade cut into the Nether Demon King's shoulder, so he couldn't save him in time.

At this critical moment, Sang Yuanyuan suddenly jumped back, and a man-eating flower fell from the sky, completely covering her.

The Nether Demon King's long tongue easily tore apart the man-eating flower, but unfortunately, after destroying the bright red flower, the long tongue hooked into empty air — Sang Yuanyuan had already disappeared.

You Wuming's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes looked all around, but he couldn't find her. Just as he was about to explode, he felt some movement on the ground. He lowered his head and saw his little flower fairy hugging her head with both hands, pitifully squatting at the side, looking up at him.

You Wuming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth — when the man-eating flower came down, she had already hugged her head with both hands and squatted down, even taking advantage of the situation to roll on the ground.

Although she didn't look like a warrior at all, nor did she look like a fairy at all, her awareness to protect her life still made him feel gratified.

At this moment, with the support of her jadeite spiritual energy, his heavy blade had already cut into the demon's body, and slashed down.

The Nether Demon King let out a terrifying howl.

The heavy blade cut into the Nether Demon King's crotch.

Nether Demons didn't have internal organs.

The structure of this kind of 'creature' didn't conform to biological common sense. Their bodies only had a bag of dirty blood and a soft, black thing that was somewhere between bone and flesh.

You Wuming stuck to it, not caring that it was dirty at all. His hand, which was covered in black flames and jadeite light, suddenly grabbed the Nether Demon King's long tongue, and unceremoniously pulled it out.

Then, he pressed down on the hilt of the blade with both hands, and forcefully pulled it apart.

The Nether Demon King was split into two halves, one with a head, and the other without a head.

You Wuming pressed down on its neck with the heavy blade, pressing the half with the head into the mud on the ground.

"You gave me the Heaven Evolution Mirror."

You Wuming's black eyes stared fixedly at it. When the light in his eyes didn't flicker, it was like a piece of lifeless glass, making people's hair stand on end unconsciously.

He said it in a definite tone.

The Nether Demon King stared with all its might, but its eyeballs were too small. No matter how hard it stared, they were only the size of a green bean, so it was impossible to see its soul through this window.

Black blood mixed with some unknown substance flowed out of its mouth.

It didn't have the slightest intention of replying. It only kept pulling at its throat, making 'ho ho' sounds.

Sang Yuanyuan carefully clung onto You Wuming's back, peeking out from his shoulder.

"My … woman …" The Nether Demon King once again mumbled, "My … woman …"

You Wuming directly swept the blade horizontally, cutting off the Nether Demon King's head.

"You have no eyes and no brain, you won't be able to get anything out of it even if you leave it here."

Sang Yuanyuan deeply agreed.

To be able to recognize her as that Lu Ling from Meng Wuyou, it was enough to prove that this thing had no intelligence at all.

You Wuming straightened his body, looking down at his sticky palm. With a flash of the black flames, it was instantly burned clean.

Sang Yuanyuan held it without any qualms.

Her palm was warm, and the rough callus rubbed against her palm. Five fingers interlocked, and the tip of her heart suddenly became hot, and then swayed.

"Boom —"

Fengling City fell.

You Wuming's long eyes slanted, looking at Tiandu's General Wu Baishan.

Seeing that You Wuming had dealt with the Nether Demon King, Wu Baishan naturally wouldn't act blindly without thinking. He 'wholeheartedly' led his subordinates to attack the Nether Demons. Very quickly, they found several Nether Demons' origins, and killed their way into the underground space.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but lightly laugh.

Although You Wuming had been fighting with the Nether Demon King, he had actually been keeping an eye on Wu Baishan.

How could someone like him overlook such a huge hidden danger?

"You Wuming, if I stay with you for too long, I'll definitely become stupid." Sang Yuanyuan was filled with emotion.

"No." He lazily switched to the other hand holding her, and stretched out a long arm, wrapping it around her shoulder. "Little Sang Guo definitely won't become stupid, because there's nothing stupider."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… You Wuming!"

He smiled until his eyes turned into crescents.

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly had a strange feeling in his mind.

"The man-eating flower ate something strange!"

The two looked at each other, then rushed into the underground space.

Soon, he found the man-eating flower that was very strange.

It stretched out its petals, as if it was very uncomfortable, but it couldn't spit them out.

"Where did all this drama come from!" Sang Yuanyuan pulled back his hand, and scattered the flower.

He saw that Meng Wuyou's body was completely naked, wrapped in a lump of amber, but not clear, semi-solid mucus that looked a little dirty.

You Wuming's mouth twitched, and he turned his eyes to the side.

Sang Yuanyuan threw out a Big Face Flower, and it sprayed out spirit mist, washing away all the mucus. Then, it washed Meng Wuyou's mouth and nose for a good while.

After a while, she took a long breath, and violently coughed.

Sang Yuanyuan had just noticed that Meng Wuyou's abdomen had an extremely terrifying bulge, as if she was pregnant with five or six fetuses.

Now that he got her out of the mucus, he could see it even more clearly.

The skin on her abdomen was already very thin and transparent, as if it would tear at any time.

Through this layer of transparent skin, he could see that the 'fetuses' in her body were black in color, which was extremely abnormal.

"Sang, Sang …" Meng Wuyou finally managed to catch her breath. She opened her eyes wide, and stared unblinkingly at Sang Yuanyuan.

Her eyes turned, and she saw You Wuming standing to the side.

Meng Wuyou sucked in a breath of cold air, and her hands and feet wriggled, wanting to crawl back.

Unfortunately, her abdomen was too big and too heavy, and she couldn't move an inch.

Sang Yuanyuan found that her body was covered in wounds.

There were very frightening marks of strangulation, scratches, and bite marks, and there were also some wounds that were caused by the barbed hooks of the long tongue. Her flesh was badly mangled, and it seemed that the Underworld Demon King really didn't have any protective feelings for the fairer sex.

Looking at the terrifying black thing in Meng Wuyou's abdomen, there was no need to ask what had happened.

"Seeing a human, shouldn't you be happy?" Sang Yuanyuan asked.

Meng Wuyou struggled and said: "You Wuming is a demon who kills without batting an eyelid, you're not human at all!

You're in cahoots with him, you're also not human! "

You Wuming slowly turned half an eye, and his gaze was cold.

Scolding him was fine, but scolding Little Sang Guo was out of the question.

He was about to throw out the black flame, but was stopped by Sang Yuanyuan.

"I want to talk to her." Sang Yuanyuan looked at him tenderly, "After all, we're from the same hometown who once lived in the same world."

"What's there to talk about with this kind of thing." You Wuming's face was full of disdain. He crossed his arms and slowly moved away.

Sang Yuanyuan considerately squatted down, summoned a big faced flower to stand beside her, and sprayed a healing mist on Meng Wuyou.

"How old were you when you transmigrated?" She asked.

Meng Wuyou was suddenly startled: "You, you …"

"Yes, I also transmigrated." Sang Yuanyuan nodded.

Meng Wuyou immediately widened her eyes: "Since you're from a modern civilized society, how can you mix with a lawless person like You Wuming?!"

Sang Yuanyuan rubbed her forehead in annoyance: "Whatever I ask you, you answer. If you try to change the topic again, I'll kill you. No kidding."

Meng Wuyou's expression was like a duck whose neck was being pinched.

"How old were you when you transmigrated?"

"Twenty."

Sang Yuanyuan: "You didn't go to university?"

"No, after I finished junior high school, I came out to work to support my younger brother."

"What did you do after work?"

Meng Wuyou pursed her lips: "Read books and watch TV."

Sang Yuanyuan: "The ordinary female lead meets the overbearing CEO, the two-faced emperor, and then soars to the sky to slap the face of the evil supporting female lead?"

Meng Wuyou nodded.

Sang Yuanyuan sighed, and sat next to the pregnant woman with the demon seed, carefully looking at the layer of black belly.

Meng Wuyou had only been taken away by the Underworld Demon King for a few days, and the demon fetus had already grown so big.

"In that world, I was an actress." Sang Yuanyuan said.

Meng Wuyou's eyes were clearly filled with envy.

Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head and smiled: "What's there to be envious of?

I was just an orphan there, growing up in an orphanage. Others could only help me through junior high school. "

The flow of time in the two worlds was different.

In the six years that she left, her soul spent a small part of her life in the other world.

Meng Wuyou opened her mouth: "Then how did you become an actress?

Did you sleep with the director? "

"Tsk."

Sang Yuanyuan gave her a look of disdain, "People who flaunt self-reliance and self-improvement all day long only think of despicable things!

I worked to save money, took the high school entrance exam, continued to go to school, and used my results to ask the teachers and society for help. Then I studied harder, got into a good film academy, got a full scholarship, and graduated with the best grades.

After I started working, I tried my best to repay society and those who helped me. "

Meng Wuyou stared blankly at Sang Yuanyuan.

She never thought that things could be like this. At that time, she dreamed that a rich husband would fall from the sky, bringing her and her family to live a happy life.

Work hard and whatnot, those were words that only old teachers liked to say. What was the use of such old-fashioned things?

Sang Yuanyuan glanced at her as if she could read her mind: "You didn't have the courage to leave the unfortunate life and hoped that someone would take you out of the sea of bitterness, so you readily accepted many strange ideas and became a strange person.

Haven't you realized it yet?

You've placed all your happiness on someone else. This is a very scary thing. "

Meng Wuyou immediately caught the flaw and shouted, "Aren't you one of them?

Aren't you still relying on You Wuming?! "

Sang Yuanyuan smiled faintly: "When I was with him, I did live very well, and I felt very happy.

But even without him, I'm still a very healthy person, I will play the cards in my hands to the best of my ability.

Similarly, I can also let myself live a happy life. "

Meng Wuyou opened her mouth: "Isn't that because you were born well?"

"Don't find excuses for yourself." Sang Yuanyuan said, "In the other world, what's the difference between your birth and mine?"

Meng Wuyou's beautiful face was filled with humiliation and indignation: "Then why do you think I'm not living well?

It's not fair! "

"Because you have high standards but little ability." Sang Yuanyuan said, "You don't have a correct understanding of yourself, you don't understand what an equivalent exchange is.

You hope that a rich husband will fall from the sky, but what can you give him? You don't have a single thing that you can take out. The only thing that you can't put a price on is love.

Oh, love is a little fairy that can't be valued. When you want to use it to bridge the gap between you and a successful man, it has already been put on a sky-high price, hasn't it?

With a price, is it still love?

No, it's selling. "

Meng Wuyou sucked in a breath of cold air.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't help but admit that Sang Yuanyuan had hit the nail on the head, the thing that she dared not face the most.

Before she transmigrated, a married rich second generation appeared by her side. She and he were clearly just good friends, but his wife still came to her door and viciously called her a green tea, saying that she wanted to sell her for the price of a long-term meal ticket.

She felt so wronged. She only advised him to resist an unhappy marriage, but the people around her didn't understand her. Even that rich second generation reprimanded her for the sake of a marriage partner.

She always felt that those people didn't understand love at all.

Until today, Sang Yuanyuan's words were like a knife that cut open her pure white and flawless heart, revealing the unbearable mess inside.

Meng Wuyou didn't want to listen anymore, but at this moment, she had no choice.

She had a premonition that Sang Yuanyuan would definitely say something even more terrifying.

Sang Yuanyuan was good at reading people's expressions. Looking at Meng Wuyou's expression, coupled with her behavior of charming people, this' female lead 'was like a blank piece of paper in front of Sang Yuanyuan. He could see through her at a glance.

"And now?"

Sang Yuanyuan continued, "You've obtained the Goldfinger that's glowing with rainbow light, so you can use it without worrying. You've never thought about the price you'll have to pay for using it, because you don't want to pay any price at all.

Let me tell you now, time after time, the Underworld Devil disaster was caused by your misuse of it. Do you feel guilty?

You won't. "

Meng Wuyou shook her head in disbelief: "No, I don't believe it …"

Sang Yuanyuan ignored her: "But when Han Shaoling found out about this, he committed suicide as an apology.

You've been together with Han Shaoling for a long time. Do you know why he did this?

You don't understand. You just don't listen, don't listen, don't believe, and don't believe.

Just like now, when I tell you that Han Shaoling is dead, you still cover your ears and scream in your heart, thinking that I'm lying.

Meng Wuyou, stop dreaming. Your dreams have killed too many people. Now, it's time to wake up. "

Meng Wuyou continued to shake her head: "You said that I have high standards but low abilities. According to you, if you're not a princess, you're not worthy of King Youzhou at all. Then who are you willing to marry?

Do you like those ordinary people? "

Sang Yuanyuan was amused on the spot: "You Wuming, he can be a handsome novelist, a fierce general, or a clever and cunning little carpenter. Who can't I marry?

If I can choose, I'd rather live in a peaceful era, have a little pursuit, and live an ordinary and happy life. It's better than living in fear. "

When she spoke like this, her black eyes flashed with light, causing Meng Wuyou to be stunned.

She saw something in Sang Yuanyuan's eyes that she had never had before.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled, but the words she said were very cold: "And you, Han Shaoling, to you, besides being the King of the State of Korea and the Son of Destiny, does he have any other meaning?

You treat love as a tool to catch a successful man, so don't blame others for treating you as a tool.

Meng Wuyou, admit that you're useless, and you'll see clearly why you're living such a failure. "

"I, I'm useless?" Meng Wuyou murmured.

"You're useless, but you look down on those ordinary people like you. This is called self-righteous.

You're not satisfied with your life, but you've never thought of relying on your own efforts to change the situation. Instead, you blame the heavens and accuse others. You lie down and daydream. This is laziness and incompetence.

You use true love as an excuse to criticize other people's emotional and marital companionship as worthless. This is hypocrisy and selfishness.

If a self-righteous, lazy, incompetent, hypocritical, and selfish person can live a good life, then it's called the heavens being unfair. "

Meng Wuyou felt as if she was struck by lightning: "You, you're just standing there and talking. If you were in my situation, what could you have done in your previous life, or this life?

Without the golden fingers of birth and acting skills, what could you have done?! "

"What could I have done?"

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze was as if she was looking at an idiot, "If I didn't have any special skills or interests, then I would have done what most people could do if they wanted to.

In that world, I would have studied hard.

In this world, I would have practiced hard.

Why would I need a golden finger? Hard work is the true golden finger of life. "

Sang Yuanyuan paused for a moment. "If I hadn't met You Wuming, I would've thought of a way to deal with Han Shaoling. I would've used every bit of time I had to cultivate diligently. I believe that there is always a way out. The stronger I am, the more opportunities I will find.

Unless you kill me, no one can trap me for the rest of my life. "

Meng Wuyou stared blankly at the glowing woman in front of her.

"This, this kind of person … can still be like this … I, I didn't know it could be like this. Is it possible to work hard?

I also want to be like this … "After a while, Meng Wuyou said hopefully," Princess Sang, you're telling me this because you want to give me another chance, right? "

She didn't know that the darkness in her stomach had gradually assimilated her. More than half of her body had turned into a mass of flesh and bones like a demon.

"No, I want you to die with a clear understanding." Sang Yuanyuan said, "If there is an afterlife, remember to be a normal person.

If you want money, work hard to earn it. If you want love, make yourself a person worthy of others' love.

Don't do those superficial things. "

Meng Wuyou opened her eyes wide in horror.

Sang Yuanyuan waved his Spirit Containment Chain Blade and cut into her heart, killing the black worm in her stomach.

At the last moment, Meng Wuyou, the 'female lead', finally showed a trace of sobriety and regret in her eyes.

You Wuming stood behind Sang Yuanyuan at some point.

When she stood up, her back bumped into his sturdy chest.

"How does it feel to kill someone for the first time?" His heavy breathing fell on her ear.

Sang Yuanyuan shrugged: "Just … be a qualified villain. Before killing the protagonist, I'll talk a lot and see if anyone will come to save me.

If there is, I'll kill them all. "

You Wuming: "Pfft, hahaha!"

After a while, he lowered his head and looked at her: "Why did you teach Meng Wuyou?"

Sang Yuanyuan smiled: "Her nature isn't bad, she's just a little girl who didn't have anyone to teach her.

In fact, I also like the story of Cinderella and Boss, it's just that my mind is clearer than hers.

If there is an afterlife, I hope she can remember this lesson and be a good person. Don't harm others and herself. "

You Wuming narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, then sneered: "Little Sang Guo, when you say this, you sound like a Bodhisattva fruit."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She suppressed her urge to explain.