Chapter 102: Qualified villains

Above the battlefield, Huang Fuxiong had forgotten what he had once been hostile to You Wuming, regardless of rushing to the dangerous zone ahead, and took the lead to applaud You Wuming.
"it is good!"
"Pretty!"
"Too domineering this knife!"
"Chopped his grandma!"
You Wuming: "..." played well, so he was so engaged, suddenly his hands are not his hands, his feet are not his feet.
In his busy schedule, he took the time to sip his head coldly: "Shut up."
Huang Fuxiong: "He looks so good at scolding people!"
Sang Yuan, who was also watching from the sidelines: "..."
Huang Fuxiong turned around and exaggerated her: "Your vision is so good!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "...Your vision is also very good."
The eyes of the two met, Sang almost missed one, and shook his shoulders on the spot.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." is simply poisonous!
I saw that the wings behind You Wuming had been several feet long, opened and closed, and took the whole figure into an invincible and invulnerable sword, slashing the Wraith King back and forth without any power to fight back.
Sang turned his head far away: "You, go to fight Jiang Yanji, hand over the devil here to us."
"Okay, okay, no problem!" Huang Fuxiong responded very shitly.
Sang blinked his right eye at the child secretly and lifted his chin towards Huangfu Xiong.
Let it continue to protect him.
"Aowu!" Short-lived brushed a sense of presence.
Sang looked at it from afar and knew what it was wearing on the show.
In this comparison, You Wu Ming is really a boss with no heart.
One by one and one by one, the leader went to siege.
Sang looked away from far away, looking at the lifelessness that was inseparable from the Demon King.
She knew that You Wuming was using this Hades to test his sword.
He ignited the colorful power of the entire Ju Ding, and the benefits he gained were not one-on-one. Now that you are desperate, you don’t know what your strength is. It happened that this guy ran into the door. Isn’t it just a nap?
The Devil King's claws are extremely sharp, and the skin is extremely hard. Each pair of bombardments is like two heavy iron planets colliding with each other, and within a mile of the circle, they can't accommodate others. Those tail flames swaying to the four sides, whoever touches and dies.
Except San.
She trailed behind Youmei.
In the violent and chaotic shockwaves and flames, this petite figure violated abnormally.
At a glance, she knew her strength was good.
This scene fell into the eyes of one person.
The defender of Dongying Weiwu, also the commander in chief of these hundreds of thousands of troops, Wubai Mountain.
Today's situation has developed like this. Smart people know that the Jiang Dynasty dynasty is gone, and it must end in dismal.
Seeing that Huang Fuxiong nodded and bowed his waist, only You Wu Ming Ma Shou was looking forward, and then looked at the strength of You Wu Ming's eruption at the moment, and then think of the Yunshi Wangshi who came from the east and the Youzhou who watched from the west. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the position of the co-owner of this world will fall into whose palm.
Wubai Mountain quickly made up his mind. He took a deep breath and filled his inner voice with a deep voice--
"We are born to be humans, first humans and then soldiers. At present, when the evil is inflicted, the human race is headed by Pingmo, and everything else is behind!"
Surrender, you must surrender beautifully!
Definitely not to give way to the Dongzhou Army to fight Jiang Yanji casually, but only eyes in the eyes, only demon!
The coach's opening is a flag against the water.
The station team decided to continue loyal to Jiang Yanji's generals as soon as possible, and immediately led his sister-in-law to return to Fengling City, and decided to follow the generals of Wubai Mountain, and then led his subordinates to continue to kill these underground demons.
Under Fengling City, the real decisive battle between Huang Fuxiong and Jiang Yanji began.
Sang sighed far away, and began to throw flowers and vines in large numbers in search of the base camp of the demon.
Until now, the ghosts are still pouring out of the soil.
Hades are not potatoes, how could they be planted in the ground? There must be an underground space nearby so that Hades can hoard its army.
Soon she was asked to find a large gap.
Sang smiled happily from far away, summoned a cannibalism to ride, and directly blocked the gap.
With a wave of his hand, more than 300 red giants immediately lined up, shaking their heads and arching into it, enjoying themselves.
She swayed Ling Yunteng and chased it.
I saw here that it was the junction of an abyss passageway, which was expanded into a giant underground space, and the passageway to Juding was sealed, and the army of underworld demon was hoarded.
The Devil King is really amazing, and the hard rocks of tens of feet in length and width have been peeled off, and such a huge space has been dug out. It is so vast that it can't be seen from the front, back, left, and right, and covers the entire front.
Looking at the densely packed ghost, Sang Yuan's eyes glowed with golden light.
She planted new small piranhas and threw them down the gap.
Endlessly.
Today, she doesn't know where her limits are.
She stared at the grotto, thinking secretly.
These ghosts are hoarded here, absolutely no coincidence.
They are here to help Jiang Yanji fight this battle, there is no doubt about it.
What kind of activities are hidden in this? !
Unconsciously, the demons in front of him have been eaten clean.
The small piranha was much more active than the red fat man. He flicked the brown poles and fluttered in all directions and ran out of Sang Yuan's vision. She didn't care, she continued to throw more flowers and devoured the ghosts in the entire underground space.
She deliberately did not plug other gaps-if the demon was gone, the situation of the demon army headed by Wubai Mountain would become very embarrassing.
Without such a pit teammate.
She threw her cannibalized flowers into the underground space, turning her head distractedly and looking at Youmei.
After a long distance, she could feel him playing very smoothly.
Looking back, he hadn't seen him fight a few times happily with him for so long.
In Hanzhou, the rebellious Sang Chengming was trapped in the Great Wall once. In Jizhou, the eight thousand Xuanjia soldiers who singled out Huangfuxiong alone counted once. For the rest of the time, other people including Han Shaoling couldn't pass a few strokes in his hands.
This is the ghost demon king, blessed with the power of colorful, can't be beaten for a long time, the fierceness of You Wuming has been beaten out, laughing like a great demon.
Black flames were splashing all over, and he used a knife, elbows, and knees to hit the Wraith King with a single blow, hitting it back and forth, making a strange noise in his mouth.
Sang stared at You Wuming's neat figure for a moment, but couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed.
Her vision is really good.
There was a sudden movement in the hand.
Cannibalism is the limit.
She didn’t know how many piranhas were smashed into this underground space. They were primitive small bodies, and it took a while to develop. If the underworld demons had enough to eat, she would wait until the end of this wretched development. Will have a real army.
She looked south.
Huang Fuxiong led the Dongzhou Army to Fengling City, and a dull thunderous sound came, and it should have hit the city gate with a siege car.
Sang looked away from afar, and soon found Tianbaijun coach Wu Baishan.
He is watching.
If he finds that the general situation is not right, he will definitely choose to drop the Underworld battlefield, attack the Huangfu Xiong with his tail, and turn to Jiang Yanji again. This is also human nature. The higher the position, the more the trade-offs must be weighed.
Hades must be quick and fast!
Sang ran far to life.
I saw his black wings spread, swept to the air, his long legs were raised, and he split straight.
The leg knife kicked on the Wraith King's shoulder and slammed it deep into the dirt. Just listening to ‘Boom’, the ground was cracked, and the Wraith King knelt on one knee, kneeling in the center of a huge pothole.
After one blow, You Wing's wings flew once again, skimming into the air again.
Sang threw a big face while running.
At this moment, as long as she wants, the big-faced face plate can be as big as a palace. She converged on her big face and only threw a circle of half-height flowers around the pothole. Lingyun vines were flying like sharp chain blades, attacking from all directions towards the slowly standing meditation Devil.
"woman."
Hades raised his eyes and looked far away from Sang.
Looking up close, its eyeballs were originally the size of mung beans, embedded in the center of a huge white eye. No wonder Yuanwang always felt very weird.
It looks like Zhou Zheng, with his long tongue curled up, stuck in his throat, and his voice is a little vague.
The edge of the Lingyun Chain hit the Hades.
It raised its arms to stop it, and the silky chain edge quickly twisted its limbs and pulled away from all sides.
Just at this instant, You Wuming had swept down from the sky like a shadow, holding the knife in both hands and chopping off his head!
Sang continued to sprint far away, rushed to the edge of the pothole, jumped lightly, Sun Flower dwarfed, and sent her to the air like a light fairy, floating towards the lifeless.
There was no hesitation in his movements, and the black knife drew a beautiful arc, slashing the Wraith King. Just when the blade of the sword could touch the colorful streamer that appeared on the Wraith King, Sang fell far beside him, a small hand on his wrist, the jade streamer poured into his five fingers, and his backhand Shock, the black flame on the blade suddenly glowed with green light.
Like the highly toxic corrosion, the colorful streamer on the Wraith King was immediately contaminated by Sang Yuan's emerald streamer.
The Devil King roared with pain, and his lips were pointing toward all sides, just like the piranha opened his mouth to eat, exposing the black hole.
A long, colorful tongue with barbs swayed out and hooked straight to Sang's far slender neck.
You Wuming held the knife in both hands, and the black knife was able to hack into the Wraith King's shoulder, unable to rescue him for a while.
At this critical juncture, Sang saw a sudden jump back from afar, and a piranha came down from the sky, covering her in.
The long tongue of Hades easily tore the piranha, but unfortunately, after breaking up the bright red flower, the long tongue was empty-Sang was far away.
Youming's heart hung heavily, his eyes flicked around and he couldn't find anyone. When he was about to attack, he felt a little movement on the ground. When he looked down, he saw his little flower fairy holding his head in both hands and squatting pitifully. On one side, he was raising his eyes to look at him.
After a little brain repair, Youyou couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth-while the piranha was down, she had already squatted down with her hands on her head, and a lazy donkey came rolling.
Although she didn't look like a warrior or a fairy at all, her life-saving consciousness made him feel very relieved.
At this moment, under the blessing of her emerald spirit, his heavy knife had split into the demon's body and swept down.
The Hades made a horrible howl.
Cut the heavy knife to the crotch of Hades.
Ghosts have no internal organs. The structure of this kind of'biology' is actually not in line with biological common sense. They only have a bag of blood and soft black between the bones and the flesh.
You Wuming posted it on, not at all dirty, and the palm with black flame and emerald streamer suddenly snapped, grabbing the long tongue of Hades, and pulled it out without any politeness.
Immediately, press the knife handle with both hands, and force one point and one difference.
The Devil King responded in half, with a head on one side and no head on the other.
You Wuming pressed the heavy knife against it, pressed it against his neck, and pressed the half of his head into the mud.
"Tianyan Mirror, you gave it." You Wuming's black eyes looked at it fixedly, and when the eyes did not shine, it was like a lifeless glaze, and people unconsciously raised cold hair.
He used affirmative sentences.
The Devil King stared hard at his eyes, but his eyes were too small. No matter how he glared, he was only as big as a green bean. It was really impossible to see his soul through this window.
Black blood poured out of its mouth with some unknown substances.
It didn't mean to answer at all. It just kept pulling his throat and making a burst of "ho-ho" sounds.
Sang cautiously clawed behind the lifeless, and protruded a pair of eyes from his shoulder.
"Female...human..." Hades once again murmured vaguely, "My... female...human..."
You Wuming straightened the knife across and cut off the head of Hades.
"Things that have no eyes and no brains, I can't ask anything when I stay."
Sang was far and deep.
The fact that she can be regarded as a dream-free Lv Leng is enough to prove that this thing has no IQ at all.
You Wuming stood upright and looked down at the palms covered with mucus. The black flame flickered and suddenly burned cleanly.
Sang took it far away from him.
The palm was warm, the rough cocoon rubbed her palm, her fingers interlocked, and the tip of her heart suddenly became hot and swaying.
"boom--"
Fengling City is broken.
You Wuming's eyes slanted, and he looked towards Wu Baishan, the coach of Tiandu.
Seeing You Wuming solve the Wraith King, Wubai Mountain will naturally not act rashly. He "attends his heart" to attack his Wraith, and he quickly found several places where the Wraith originated, and he entered the underground space.
Sang laughed softly from afar. Although Youwu Ming has been fighting the Wraith King, in fact he has been staring at Wubai Mountain. How could a person like him ignore such a big hidden danger.
"Yu Mingming, staying with you for a long time, will definitely become stupid." Sang far with emotion.
"No," he lazily changed her hand to hold her, put a long arm around her shoulder, "Little Mulberry will not become stupid, because nothing is stupid."
Sang Yuanyuan: "...you are lifeless!"
He smiled and bent his eyes.
Suddenly a strange feeling came from Sang Yuan's mind.
"Cannibalism eats strange things!"
The two looked at each other and glanced towards the underground space.
Soon I found the very wrong piranha.
It stretched petals, as if it was uncomfortable, and it couldn't spit out.
"Where are there so many dramas?" Sang far away from the backhand, scattered the flower.
I saw that Mengwuyou was not covered with a piece of thread, wrapped in a mass of amber-like mucilage that looked amber but very unclear.
You Wuming's mouth twitched, turning her eyes aside.
Sang threw a big face flower far away, sprayed out the mist, washed away all the mucus, and washed away between the mouth and nose of Dream Worry.
After a while, she took a long breath and choked violently.
Sang Yuan noticed from afar that the dream-free belly bulged an extremely scary big drum kit, as if carrying five or six fetuses. Get her out of the mucus at this moment and see more clearly.
The skin on her abdomen was very thin and transparent, as if torn at any time. Through this layer of transparent skin, it can be seen that the color of the'fetus' in her body is black, which is extremely abnormal.
"Sang, Sang..." Meng Wuyou finally gasped, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Sang Yuan without blinking.
His eyes rolled, and he saw the fate standing beside him.
Meng Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, squirming her hands and feet, trying to crawl backwards.
But her abdomen was too big and too heavy, she couldn't even move an inch out.
Sang Yuan found that she was all wounded. Very terrible pinch scratches and bite marks, there is also a glance at the wound from the long tongue barb hook, a flesh and blood is blurred, it seems that the Devil is really not pitying Xiangxiyu.
Look at the terrible black thing in Meng Wuyou's abdomen, what happened, you don't have to ask.
"Aren't you supposed to be happy when you see people?" Sang asked from afar.
Meng Wuyou struggled and said: "Yu Wuming is a demon that kills people without blinking, not a person at all! You are embarrassed with him, you are not a person!"
You Wuming slowly turned half of his eyes, his eyes cold and cold.
Scold him casually, scold Xiao Sanguo, no.
He was about to throw a black flame and was stopped by Sang far.
"I want to talk to her." Sang looked at him softly from afar. "After all, it's a fellow who has stayed in the same world."
"With this kind of thing, there is nothing to say." You Wuming face disdain, holding his arm, slowly moved to the distance.
Sang squatted down thoughtfully and summoned a big face to stand beside him, spraying Meng Wuyou with healing mist.
"How old are you when you cross?" she asked.
Dream freely startled: "You, you..."
"Yes, I also crossed." Sang nodded far away.
Meng Wuyou immediately opened her eyes wide: "If you come from a modern civilized society, how can you get along with the lawlessness like You Wu Ming?!"
Sang rubbed his forehead far annoyed: "I asked you what you answered, and once again Gu said about him, I will kill you, no kidding."
Meng Wuyou's expression is like a duck with a pinched neck.
"How old are you when you cross?"
"Twenty."
Sang Yuanyuan: "Don't go to university?"
"No, after finishing junior high school, I came out to work for my brother."
"What do you do after get off work?"
Meng Wuyou pursed her lips: "Reading and watching TV."
Sang Yuanyuan: "The ordinary heroine meets the overbearing president, the black emperor, and then hits the sky with a vicious female partner?"
Dream Wuyou nodded.
Sang sighed far, sitting next to the pregnant woman with a magical species, and carefully looked at the black belly.
It took only a few days for Meng Wuyou to be taken away by the Demon King, and the devil had grown so large.
"In that world, I am an actor." Sang Yuan said.
Dream-free eyes are clearly filled with envy.
Sang far smiled and smiled: "I have something to envy. I'm just an orphan over there. The orphanage grew up. Others can only help me go to junior high school."
The two world time flow rates are different. Six years after leaving, her soul spent half of her life in the other world.
Meng Wuyou opened her mouth wide: "How can you be an actor? You sleep with the director?"
"Huh." Sang gave her a look of contempt, "The person who advertises self-reliance all day long has only three ways in his mind! I work to save money, take the middle school entrance examination, continue to go to school, and come up with my achievements. Teachers, ask the society for help, and then study harder, get into a good film school, get a full scholarship, and graduate with the best grades. After joining the work, I try to give back to the society and those who have helped me."
Dreamlessly stared at Sang Yuan. She had never thought that it could be so. At that time, she dreamed that a golden turtle son would fall from the sky and take her and her family to a happy life. What you are trying to do is what old-fashioned teachers love to say. Is such a cliché useful?
Sang Yuan looked like she could read the mind, glanced at her: "You have no courage to escape from misfortune, and look forward to someone taking you out of the sea of ​​suffering, so you gladly accepted many strange ideas and became a strange one. Weird person. Haven't you found it yet? You put all your happiness on others, which is a terrible thing."
Meng Wuxue caught the flaw at once, shouting: "Aren't you! You're not relying on You Wuming!"
Sang smiled faintly: "With him, I did have a very good life, and I feel very happy. But even without him, I am still a very healthy person, and I will play the cards in my hands. To the best. I also can make myself happy."
Meng Wuyou opened her mouth: "Isn't it because you were born?"
"Don't make excuses for yourself," Sang said far away. "What is the difference between you and my birth in another world?"
Humiliating on the beautiful face of Mengwuyou: "Then why do you say I am not living well? This is not fair!"
"Because your eyes are high and your hands are low." Sang said far away, "You don't have a correct understanding of yourself, and you don't know what equivalent exchange is. You look forward to the fall of the golden turtle son in the sky, but what can you give to others, you are the same There is nothing to get it, the only thing that can’t be clearly priced, only love. Oh, love, an invaluable goblin, when you want to use it to smooth the gap between you and successful men, it Has it been marked by you with a high price, isn't it? With the price, does it still love? No, it's for sale."
Meng Wuyou gasped. Even if ten thousand people in her heart didn't want to admit it, she couldn't help but admit it. Sang Yuan said that she was the most secret and most afraid to face. Before crossing, there was a married rich second generation beside her. She and he were obviously good friends, but his wife still came to the door and maliciously called her green tea, saying that she wanted to sell the price of a long-term meal ticket.
She was aggrieved, she just suggested that he resist the unhappy marriage, but the people around her didn't understand her, even the rich second generation reprimanded her for the purpose of marriage.
She always felt that those people did not understand love at all. Until today, Sang Yuan’s words seemed to be a knife that cut open her pure white heart, revealing the unbearable clutter of the world.
Meng Wuyou didn't want to listen anymore, but she couldn't help herself at this moment. She had a hunch that Sang would definitely say something even more terrifying.
Sang Yuan is very good at observing words and expressions, looking at Meng Wuyou's expression, combined with her seeing a fascinating act, this ‘hostess’ already looks like a blank piece of paper in front of Sang Yuan, and you can see through at a glance.
"What about now?" Sang Yuan continued. "You got golden fingers glowing with colorful light, and you can use it with confidence. You never thought about whether to use it at any cost, because you don't even want to Pay any price. I will tell you now that the devastation caused by you is caused by you abusing it. Will you feel guilty? You will not."
Meng Wuyou shook her head incredulously: "No, I don't believe..."
Sang far disregarded her at all: "But Han Shaoling Hui, when he learned this fact, he blamed himself for self-discipline. You and Han Shaoling have been together for a long time, do you understand why he did this? You don't understand, you only Don’t listen, don’t listen, don’t believe it or not. Just like I’m telling you that Han Shaolin is dead, you still have to cover your ears, scream in your heart, think I’m lying. Dream is worry-free, don’t dream, your dream is too much. People, now, the dream should wake up."
Meng Wuyou continued to shake her head: "You said that my eyes are high and my hands are low, as you said, if you are not a king girl, and you are not worthy of the king of Youzhou, then who are you willing to marry? Can you count on those ordinary people!"
Sang Yuan was happy on the spot: "My lifeless, he can be a novelist of Yushu Linfeng, a brutal and capable general, or a witty little carpenter, which one can't marry? If you can choose, I am also more willing to live in a peaceful age, have a little pursuit, and live a normal and happy life. It is better than step by step."
When she talked like this, her dark eyes glowed, and her dreams were stunned. From Sang Yuan's eyes, she saw something she had never owned.
Sang far smiled, but the words he said were very cold: "And you, Han Shaoling, for you, besides the King of Hanzhou and the Son of Destiny, does he have any other meaning? Do you regard love as a catch? Live the tools of a successful man, then don’t blame others for using you as a tool. Dream free, admit that you are useless, you can see why you have failed so much."
"Me, am I useless?" Meng Wuyou murmured.
"You are worthless, and you look down on people as ordinary as you. This is called self-righteousness. You are not satisfied with your life, but you never thought of relying on your own efforts to change the status quo. Instead, you blame the world and lie down and daydream. This is laziness and incompetence. You use real love as an excuse to criticize the emotional marriage of others as worthless. This is hypocrisy and selfishness. A self-righteous, lazy, incompetent and hypocritical selfish person, if he can live well, is really called Heaven is unfair."
Meng Wuyou is like being struck by lightning: "You, you just stand and speak without backache. If you are in my situation, past life, this life, what can you do? Without the golden fingers of birth and acting, what can you do!"
"What can I do?" Sang Yuan's eyes were already looking at an idiot. "If there is no specialty and love, then do what most people can do as long as they want. In that world, I will study hard . In this world, I will work hard. What kind of gold finger, hard work is the real gold finger in life."
Sang was far away: "If I didn't encounter Youmei, I would find a way to work with Han Shaoling, seize every time to practice hard, I believe that the road to heaven has no way, the stronger the strength, I will Find more opportunities. Unless you kill me, no one wants to trap me for life."
Dreamlessly stared blankly at this glowing woman.
"Here, this kind of person...it's still possible...I, I don't know if it can be done, and work hard, is it okay? I also want to be such a person..." For a long while, Dream said hopelessly, " Sang Wangnv, you told me this, would you give me another chance, right?"
She did not know that the black in her belly had gradually assimilated her, and most of her body had become a corpse of flesh and bones like a ghost.
"No, I'm trying to make you understand." Sang said far away, "If you have an afterlife, remember to be a normal person. Want money, work hard to earn yourself, want love, make yourself a worthwhile person first Love those who don’t love. Don’t make those foolish ones.

Dream widened his eyes in horror.
Sang far swayed the chain edge of Ling Yun, cut it into her heart, and strangled the black worms in her belly.
At the last moment, a sober and remorse finally floated in the eyes of the ‘hostess’.
You Wuming don't know when to stand behind Sang Yuan.
She was together, and her back hit his strong chest.
"How did it feel to kill for the first time?" His breath fell to her ears.
Sang shrugged far away: "Just... be a qualified villain, before killing the protagonist, chatter a bunch to see if someone will come to the rescue. If there is, it's just a pot of braising."
Youming: "Poof hahaha!"
For a long while, he looked down at her: "Why teach worry-free dreams?"
Sang smiled far away: "She is not bad by nature, just a little girl who no one teaches. In fact, I also like the story of Cinderella and the boss, but only a clearer mind than her. If there is an afterlife, hope She can still remember this lesson, be a good person, and stop harming others."
Youwu Ming looked at her for a while and smiled with a sneer: "Little Sanguo, what you say is like a Bodhisattva fruit."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
She pressed her heart of science.