After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

The person who came behind was Han Shaoling!

Sang Yuan's heart thumped.

Yi Rongshu is not uncommon. Dreaming about worry is that Yi Rong travels with the army.

Will Han Shaoling recognize her? !

She took two breaths and adjusted her mind quickly.

The time has come to test acting.

You Wuming turned around casually. Sang followed him far away, looking down, turning around, standing behind Yumei without humbleness.

Han Shaoling frowned: "The deadline is up. Youzhou Wang Ke can still remember your military order? Yesterday afternoon to now, it has been twelve hours."

You Yuming lazily took out a jade slip and stuck it to her mouth crookedly.

"Have you not won the city wall yet?"

A slightly perverted laughter came across Yu Jian: "Report to the lord! Yi Yixiang has already won it, and his subordinates are cleaning the wall with small waste!"

The horrifying wailing oozed out of the jade jade, like earrings in the background.

You Wuming crushed the jade jade, rubbing her eyebrows impatiently, with a face-to-face expression, and said to Han Shaoling: "Satisfied?"

Han Shaoling raised his eyebrows tightly and raised his arm toward the outer Great Wall in the distance. I saw a gap like a gate opened by a reservoir, and a large red tide creeped in.

"It is clear that there are still demons crossing the gate! Youzhou King, your men lied to report the military situation, what crime should be!" Han Shaoling suppressed his anger.

You Wuming laughed her arms in amusement: "I didn't make it very clear yesterday, take, return, city, wall. Take back the city wall. Did I say to close the city gate?"

Han Shaoling opened his eyes incredulously.

Sending elite force to attack the Great Wall is not to close the gates that have been broken? As long as the city gates are closed, the attack of the Wraith will be greatly reduced. At this time, the army will be attacked, and the buffer zone between the inner and outer Great Walls will be recovered to minimize the casualties and block the Wraith out of the outer wall.

Prior to this, Han Shaoling had sent elite several times to try to close the city gates, and each time he failed completely, and folded many good hands in vain.

Yesterday, You Wuming suddenly sent out the most elaborate and mysterious Yu Ying Wei, and Han Shaolin was not surprised. He temporarily adjourned the incident in Sangzhou and only focused on the war situation of the Great Wall. Lifeless stupidity-what's the use of his extra credit?

Unexpectedly, this madman is just here to trick people.

Han Shaoling's eyes were reddish and he was not angry.

Sang Yuan's heart flicked lightly-You Wuming did this, probably to hold Han Shaoling's attention firmly in the Outer Great Wall, so that he could leave the front line and go to Julinguan to grab people.

"Hanzhou King," You Wuming's suspicious voice drifted into Han Shaoling's ears again, "My sang king, have you really lost it?"

Han Shaoling's frontal horns were green and violent, with strong pressure and cold voice, saying one word after another: "Youzhou King, please order them immediately, let them close the outer city gate!"

"Take someone to change." Youyou said lightly.

Han Shaolin took a deep breath: "The emperor has orders..."

You Wuming has a toothache in her face: "Hey, I said Han Shaoling, don't move, just move a woman out and press me. Oh, it's not impossible, I want mulberry..."

Han Shaoling finally couldn't bear it, and slammed it against the wall beside him.

"Bum--"

The unique roar of metal echoed throughout the Great Wall.

Han Shaoling gasped slightly, staring at You Wuming for a while, his lips sneered, and nodded: "Okay. Immediately, don't work anymore, you, the great Buddha of King Youzhou, little ghost, Han Mou hasn't put it In the eyes. Afterwards, Guding will tell the emperor truthfully."

You Wuming smiled lightly, her face didn't matter, much like an old fried dough stick and a piece of hob meat.

Han Shaoling was about to leave, and he saw a guard hurried to report--

"Master, the subordinates negligently let the dream girl mix in and out of the city. The city gate is closed now!"

The guard's face was sweaty, like a wet statue half pinched.

Upon hearing this, Sang was suddenly happy.

If the hostess doesn't make trouble or do anything, is it still called the hostess?

Han Shaoling was already a gunpowder barrel that was being blown up at the moment. At first glance, Mengwu worries again, and the anger in his eyes almost overflowed, and his voice came with a low growl: "What's going on!"

The guard is also very helpless: "Dream Girl is really...too lively to see the lord, so he goes around...'help' everywhere."

When I heard it, I knew it was called help, but in fact it was trouble.

The guard was full of worries: "It was only then that she accidentally dismantled a grain truck. She was afraid of being blamed for transporting grain and asked her subordinates to testify for him. As a result, the dream of speaking was gone."

Han Shaoling pinched his eyebrows.

"The subordinates couldn't find it all of a sudden, and all of them suddenly came over and said that a subordinate ordered a woman to take his place out of the city to do things, and told him to come over to find his subordinate to report. The subordinate chased under the gate and learned that the dream girl had been mixed out Was out of the team..." The guard's voice was bitter.

He, a magnificent strong man with five celestial realms, really wanted to go to the battlefield to kill his enemies, instead of seeing the sky behind a mad little girl and cleaning up all the mess for her.

Han Shaoling snapped to the edge of the city wall, leaning between the wall stacks and looking down. His breath sounded like a cow panting.

At this moment, he has no affection for dream worries, most of the worries in his eyes are for his own life.

Under the gates, the two teams have separated.

One team recycles the black iron arrows, the other team cleans up the bodies of the Wraiths piled up under the walls of the city walls-the black iron giant wall can not be climbed, the Wraiths siege are all piled up with the body, if not cleaned under the wall in time Corpses, they will become the ladder for the next wave of attackers.

Sang looked up and saw a red tide rolling in the distance like a wave.

Not really urgent.

The team out of the city is well-trained, enough to complete the task easily, and rush back to the city before the Wraith arrives.

The drums of the battle started, and the guards on the city walls began to move. They put the giant black iron arrow into the crossbow, concentrated their energy, and aimed at the first wave head.

The team that packed up the arrows had withdrawn under the gate, but the team that carried the Wraith's corpse stopped halfway.

Looking from afar, I saw one of them bowed and seemed to be vomiting.

Obviously, the brave little girl could not bear the **** stimulation.

"Om-babble babble--"

The black arrow is like a locust, shot from the wall of the thirty-footed wall, crossing the icy death arc, and reaching the first front!

The arrow fell into the red tide, and the wailing wail that pierced the eardrum rushed straight to the sky.

The corpse team was out of order.

At this moment, they are a hundred feet away from the city gate, and will not withdraw again, I am afraid that they will be involved in a dangerous tide!

Sang Yuan was very puzzled in his heart-all those who went out of the city were practitioners, and they could not bring it back if they hugged or carried the dream worry-free. She had to let her hold the pace of the whole team, waiting for the arrival of Hades?

What is this miraculous trailing halo?

"Relieve the cable." Han Shaolin gritted her teeth. "She won't let anyone touch her."

Youming: "..."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The **** iron chain chained under the wall stack swayed from circle to circle. Han Shaoling grasped the iron lock with one hand and jumped forward, like a red-backed black eagle, flew down wisely.

You Wuming beckoned.

Short-lived fart came beside him.

The **** knife hung under its abdomen. You took the knife slowly and desperately, holding the handle with one hand, and gently stroked the scabbard with the other hand.

Han Shaoling's people suddenly faced an enemy, forming a semi-circle, firmly protecting the rappelling.

I'm afraid you will kill you with a knife.

You Wuming turned his knife back behind him.

He grabbed Sang Yuan's shoulders and pushed her back to the wall stack. He whispered in her ear and asked, "Is he sad to save someone else?"

Is a proposition.

Sang glanced at him from afar, and replied softly: "The hero is not the one who saved the beauty, I have something sad."

You Wumei shook her head and turned her head to the other side, whispering: "A terrifying beauty plan. Sooner or later it will kill me."

The big hand wrapped around her shoulder quickly slid down and grabbed her belt.

Sang far felt he seemed to want to throw her down.

She quickly grabbed his belt with her backhand.

She stared back at him, and saw his eyebrows curved, and she smiled very brightly. Under the delicate and thin red lips, the slightly pointed white teeth are looming.

He said: "Well, Xiaoguo'er wants to die with me. I really like me if I want to die."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The two held each other's belts and confronted each other.

After Han Shaoling's '咻咻咻' slipped under the city wall, You Wu Ming finally let go.

Sang was very blessed to the soul, and asked in surprise: "Are you trying to take me to smash him?"

You Ming's eyes were actually empty.

Sang was far from being happy, shouting at him with his voice: "I am the Sangzhou Queen! Such an identity is not good for what you do! Do you use me as a sandbag!"

She was all stunned by him and forgot that he was the most famous lunatic and fanatic in the world.

She actually shouted at him. She really ate bear heart leopard gall.

No way, the sandbags must have a three-pointer.

Youmei pretended to look far away.

Sang took two deep breaths, pretending to be calm, and cast his eyes down.

Under the city wall, Han Shaoling has successfully received someone, wrapped his dream in his arms, and then grabbed the lanyard with one hand.

The guards on the city wall twisted the rope and quickly dragged them up.

At this moment, a group of ghosts had passed through the arrow rain and ran to the wall. The demon at the head leaped high, biting empty.

The dreamless scream echoed under the city wall.

Being dragged down by her, the team of corpses did not have time to rush back to the city. Hades had arrived, the city gates had to be closed, and they were locked out of the city.

Ten lives dead.

The initiator was shivering, shrunk in the arms of the man, and returned to the city wall in peace.

She glanced down tremblingly.

"Ah! They, they are surrounded!" Meng Wuyou's crying trembling, very sharp, "Quick, save people quickly! How can they be shut out of the city! Open the door quickly to save people! Han Shaoling Hurry up and save someone!"

Sang Yuan's mind suddenly shook a dozen dog blood dramas.

These heroines are all produced on the same assembly line? !

Han Shaoling throws away his dreams, and supports the wall stack with his hands, and his heart is full of anger-although this is a small matter, it will obviously damage his reputation.

Sang far felt only that there was wind blowing beside him.

Seeing that Youmu was like a ghost, passing three feet away, taking advantage of Han Shaoling's back, holding the belt of Dream Worry backhanded, and set off.

Dream Wuyou head down, planted.

"Go, save people."

You Wuming laughed like an angel.