Chapter 82: This question is beyond outline

Sang Yuan was successfully mistaken by non-commissioned officers and became a worry-free dream.
I haven't acted in a long time, and I got a little bit of a show.
She stared at the guiding sergeant with a mournful gaze, staring at his scalp and numbing her back unconsciously.
She accused the non-familiar sergeant: "What am I doing wrong, why do you all hate me?"
Sergeant: "..." I heard colleagues confessing to this dream girl before, and I was still laughing at the bad luck? Unexpectedly, it was my turn today.
"You said!" Sang is far from being reluctant. "Where am I doing wrong? If I am wrong, you can tell me, if I am wrong, I can change it! Why do you have to take prejudices, Look at me everywhere? Why do you hate me!"
The sergeant quickly wiped the cold sweat and said with a smile: "Dream girl, you misunderstood, how dare you subordinate, how dare you hate you!"
"Then why don't you like me?"
Sergeant Wulei thundered: "?????!!!" Who is going to rescue him, Cangtian? He is just a little sergeant who has lived on the payroll. Why should he suffer such torture?
Just when Sang was far from being able to bear the laughter, the anxious sergeant held out a sentence: "You and the lord are a match made in heaven, and your subordinates dare not dare to have unreasonable thoughts!"
All cried in a hurry.
Sang Yuan finally let him go.
Her appearance is only eight points similar to that of Mengwuyou, except that the monarch’s woman usually doesn’t dare to stare, so they only know that she looks like this, plus the sky is dark and Sang far away It is a dream without worries about this wonderful acting.
Soon, the sergeant brought her to a busy general.
The general Sang is still somewhat impressed-when he first met Youyou, it was the first general of South Korea, Gu Chuanfeng, Gu, who was sitting directly opposite her on the left hand of Youyou, in Under the control of the aura of horror, the giant shook like a quail all the way.
It doesn't look like a quail today. Gu Chuanfeng was very busy, neatly instructing the soldiers to move over the city walls, smoothing the crisis one by one.
"General, Dream Girl wants to see you!" The non-commissioned officer and Gu Chuanfeng had some personal friendships, throwing an inexhaustible look at the tiger general.
Gu Chuanfeng's face changed, staring far away from Sang.
Sang's eyes flickered far and wide, demonstrating the stubborn arrogance of Meng Wuyou, who was slightly timid and strong in ordinary days.
Gu Chuanfeng screened back and forth, approaching one step.
Sang hurriedly took a step back and distanced from him-she remembers it very well. Han Shaolin once said that Yumengwu will never allow other men to approach her.
Gu Chuanfeng frowned heavily, and his voice was strong with anger: "How about you? Lord?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." I'm sorry, this question is beyond the outline. If she knew the answer, what would she do here?
Fortunately, General Gu was in a hurry at the moment. When she saw her lips not answering, he pressed his anger and said, "Is the lord okay?"
Sang far stubbornly made a small face: "What can he do!"
"You!" Gu Chuanfeng clenched his fists, after all, he didn't dare scold, only gritted his teeth, "The lord did not jump down into the abyss with you to save you, how did you come back alone!"
This sentence can be very informative. Sang took two breaths to absorb and digest.
It turned out that it fell underneath. Gu Chuanfeng also blocked the news, fearing to cause panic.
Sang Yuan said: "If you know, why don't you save someone! Why don't you send someone to save us! Are you going to die with your eyes open!"
Gu Chuanfeng: "..." Okay, with this woman, I never spoke along the way.
He pressed back his anger and said: "Dream Girl, you don't know what is the situation of the Abyss, how to save people? If it is not your temper, you have to jump down, where is the prince! What is the prince now? "
Hey, hey, hey, hey, jumped into the abyss, which one is it?
"He's okay," Sang replied far away with perfunctory, "You just keep it safe, and you will remember your merits afterwards."
"But... oh!" Gu Chuanfeng closed his eyes.
As Han Shaoling's confidante, Gu Chuanfeng naturally knew that Mengwuyou was a very unusual woman. She always had some strange opportunities. The master and her should be able to live in desperation. But, why is it so reassuring?
"Mark me the location of the cliff! I need it." Sang said far away.
Gu Chuanfeng asked for a map of sheepskin and gave her the approximate fall point.
Sang took the map from afar and walked straight ahead.
Under the heart-with the help of "Tian Dao", 80% of Han Shaoling is still alive. Alive, but did not use the jade jade to contact the staff, I am afraid it was seriously injured and comatose. In other words, at this moment, Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou should be in the abyss. It is Meng Wuyou who is using the power of "Tian Dao" to protect herself and Han Shaoling's life, which triggered a terrifying tsunami.
Sang slipped all the way to a distance.
The place she agreed with You Wuming.
It has just been cleaned up by the Han and Zhang Lianjun here, and the Wraiths can't get together for a while, only tossing slowly in the buffer plain, and heading towards the city wall without thinking.
In order to be unobtrusive, You Wuming deliberately converged a lot, sticking to the root of the wall and shuttled between the corpses.
Sang looked away from the wall stack and saw him.
She summoned a small slap-faced flower and threw it at him.
Small face flower turned a few heels in the air, like a hydrangea, straight into the lifeless arms. When he looked up, he saw her with open arms, flying straight down the wall like a light bird.
He skimmed into the air and took her into his arms.
The falling wind flicked her long hair, confusing him.
Youming: "..."
Obviously found a fairy-like daughter-in-law, but with her, why do you always feel very grounded?
After falling on his short-lived back, Sang collected his hair far away calmly, and then said: "Han Shaoling has no worries to save his dreams, he fell into the abyss. Well, the approximate location is here."
She spread out the sheepskin map and gestured to him in the circle.
You Wu Ming turned his head to look at the overwhelming demons and groaned slightly.
The sooner this matter is resolved, the better.
The reins of You Wuming dragged their heads, turned their heads for a short life, and went straight to the Abyss.
The last time Sang was very curious, how did Youwu Ming know that there is an abyss cave in the bottom of the cliff of this Abyss?
This time she deliberately paid attention, and saw him squinting, carefully looking at the movement of the demons who came up from the bottom.
Soon, she discovered the problem-when the demon passed through the abyss, it would first rush into the abyss and dive from the underground to the inland. In this way, a uniformly rising army of Wraiths will appear a gap, filled by the Wraiths on the left and right sides.
You Wuming is to determine the specific location of the abyss by observing the momentum of the Wraith.
Sure enough, they are experienced.
You Wuming soon locked the position where Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou fell.
He shot a short-lived head: "Two feet, jump."
With a short life leap, he skillfully kicked in the midair, rushing towards the hole of the abyss.
The blue and white thunder blazed across half of the cliff.
Under the dust and dust, Sang saw the trace of the five fingers on the cliff.
Sure enough it is here!
When she fell into the mouth of the abyss, she couldn't help but quietly covered his ear and asked: "How did Han Shaoling hold one arm without arm, how did he grab the dream while worrying about it, and then grab the rock face?"
"Legs." You Wuming smirked.
Sang made up his mind far away: "..."
You Wuming thundered towards the Abyss Cave. Lei Yan swept across, clearing the ghosts where his eyes were, and at the same time briefly illuminating the dark space.
Sang looked around very quickly, and found a pit that fell out of the hole, a protruding sharp mountain stone, and a few strands of hair left by the pool of blood.
Then there was a long drag trail leading to the depths of the cave.
After thinking for a while, Han Shaoling caught Meng Wuyou, fell into the hole, and was exhausted. His head hit the mountain and fell into a coma. Meng Wuyou dragged him into the cave to hide.
Sang looked closely at the surroundings, and found no trace of "Tian Dao".
She pondered: "How does Mengwuyou resist the evil spirits?"
It's amazing to be able to elicit this tsunami-like ghost.
You Wuming's face does not matter, and continues to go deep into the abyss.
Sang Yuan summoned a big face flower with a yellowish halo, and hung the face plate on top of the two heads for lighting.
After turning a corner, vague roar could always be heard.
After going forward for a while, after hearing the corner of the stone wall not far in front, there was a strange rustle sound, and there was a faint light reflecting on the stone wall.
Youmei's lips twitched a dark smile: "I caught it."
He thundered out Thunder Flame, sweeping away the demons in front of him.
Sang threw a few piranhas behind him in a very coordinated manner, sealing the hole, blocking the ghost behind him-here is the final battle of Zhengxie!
She thought about everything.
You Wuming jumped from the short life, carrying the knife in her backhand, dangling forward. You don’t have to look at it to know that his exquisite lips and corners must have the bloodthirsty, perverted grin peculiar to the villain.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
In fact, she had imagined before that the person who would marry in the future should be a gentleman who is gentle, like a gentleman, and a gentleman. Until she agreed with You Wuming, she finally realized that what a decent villain hero Xiong Xiong, in fact, is not the point at all, the point is, to have a face value.
Take a look at the villain's lifelessness. A hanger Lang was so handsome that he could not move his eyes.
After the stone wall, there are colorful lights getting brighter and brighter.
You Wuming stopped, and five fingers re-held the knife.
Suddenly, a colorful face came out from behind the stone wall on the corner!
Sang was shocked from afar, and when he looked at it, it was dreamless.
"Yu Wuming?!" Meng Wuyou exclaimed, "You, you, why are you here!"
You Wuming smiled lowly: "Come and send you on the road."
I saw Meng Wuwu holding something with his hands in a panic, and lifted it to his body: "Don't come over!"
Sang recognized it at a glance, it was a broken mirror. Unlike the previous one seized from Qin Yuchi, it looks heavier and thicker, exuding a colorful halo, and covering the whole dream with worry in the seven colors of light.
This colorful light is quite familiar-when You Wuming was split by the three heavens and thunder, there was such a colorful cloud above his head.
Youming approached step by step.
"You Wuming, listen!" Mengwuyou raised her pretty little face, "Do you think I will be afraid of you! If you dare to take another step forward, I will fight with you!"
You Wuming took three consecutive steps and forced her back to the stone wall.
Sang knew far away that he didn't start because he had to find Han Shaolin first.
She hurried up. Turning around the corner, it was found that Han Shaoling, the proud son of the heavens and the young king, was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Although the broken arm was wrapped in a thick thin cloth, there was still blood constantly pouring out.
The corpse of the demon was lying around in a row, and Sang swept at random with his sight, and found that the cross-section of the corpse was black and flat, but the wound was messy, and many of them were not cut to the point.
It is a ghost that kills dreams without worry, and uses Lei Li.
Therefore, the light emitted by this broken mirror is thunder, which belongs to the power of the celestial way.
Sang Yuan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and he had a bold guess in his mind-it should be "Tian Dao" pouring Lei Li into this broken mirror for dream-free use, which triggered the magic roar. Give the power of ‘God’ directly to the world, this is too much than the sky landing thunder!
Does this mean that the so-called ‘Heavenly Way’ has intervened in world affairs to the limit?
"Beware of the mirror in her hand." Sang reminded far.
You Wuming chuckled aloud, the black sword flew up, the thunder flames burst, and simply crossed an arc of light, slashing Han Shaoling!
Meng fell to Han Shaoling's side without worry, and raised his mirror to stop it.
At that moment, the thunder was dazzling, and the cave that was a few feet high shook violently, and the falling rocks and the soil landed on the shoulders.
Meng Wuyou was anxious, holding a mirror in one hand and shaking Shao Ling Han with the other hand: "Wake up! Wake up!"
Han Shaoling woke up quietly. One was shocked and the other was shaken.
He climbed up hard, guarding Dream Worry with one arm, focusing his eyes, and watching Unbelievable in disbelief.
You Wuming has never given the enemy reaction time before he hit the temptation. He has found out the depth of the colorful halo.
I saw him holding the knife handle with both hands, and then cut the knife again!
This time, the black blade was covered with blue and white thunder flames! He didn't use flame tail to touch the mirror of Mengwuyou's hand, but by the sword, his body was like a mountain, and he rushed towards the two.
"boom--"
Burning Thunder Flame's blade, straight above the colorful halo!
A bitter tingling "buzzing" sounded, and I saw Youming's mouth spouting blood, and his body flew out. He backhanded the black knife into the ground, holding the knife with one hand, and stabilized his figure.
Han Shaoling and Mengwuyou, like two fallen leaves in the violent wind, flew straight out and fell to a place where Sang Yuan's big face and flowers were not illuminated.
Poor Han Shaoling had just woke up and didn't know what was happening at all, so he had no time to use his one-armed arms to pull the dream away.
"Ding-Ding-Ding -"
The broken mirror flew out of his hand and landed on the side.
The so-called "Heavenly Way" really cannot be shot again!
Sang Yuan stepped forward and hugged Youyou.
I saw that the corners of his lips were still bleeding, his face was as white as ghosts, and his dark eyes were shining brightly.
He grinned fiercely, lifted his sleeve at random to wipe the blood stains from his lips, then picked up the knife and strode forward.
His voice echoed eerily in this small cave: "Without the amulet, I see how you can save your life."
Before the words fell, Youwu Ming and Sang were far away together, and found that something was not right. Just when he entered the cave, he heard the faint rumbling sound, and at this moment, the rumbling sound was very clear to the ears.
The light of the big face blossomed forward.
The stone wall outside ten feet was very thin, and Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou, who had flown upside down, broke a big hole, and the two had fallen to the other side of the hole.
You Wuming and Sang looked at each other from afar, and then raised a thunder flame to smash this stone wall completely.
A loud bang came along with the water vapor!
The two of them hurried forward to look at it, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Behind the thin stone wall is a bottomless cliff. A little below the foot, an underground waterfall about two feet wide emerged from another cave. The waterfall fell straight down and fell into the underground river below.
The dark underground river, with the huge roar of water, churning and flowing south. The river was full of ghosts, like a gourd scoop floating only in the river water, which was washed up and down by the current.
The two were gone.
You Wuming stood above the waterfall and slowly twisted two beautiful eyebrows. He leaned back slightly on his jaw, casually stomping the dark river below, and grinded his lower teeth lightly.
If you fall into such a river, you can't catch it.
"If I didn't drown, I'm afraid I would meet them in'There.'" You Wuming bit his sharp white teeth and said in a murmur.
The whole body is a villain.
Sang knew where he was referring.
That place, attracted the devil.
Judging from the situation at hand, ‘Tian Dao’ should not be able to shoot anymore, but the two luckier people are not as easy to die. Han Shaoling had no wings and could not return to the ground through the mouth of the abyss. If they did not die, the only way to go was to follow the tide of the Demon all the way and finally reach the core secret place at the bottom of the ground.
Sang far thought a little, and then put out the priority: "Resistance to this wave of the Demon Tsunami is the most important thing in front of me. Once this matter is over, Huangfu Jun may come to Beijing to meet Jiang Yanji. We must do everything at all costs. Prevent this from happening. Then, there is the secret of the Temple of Heaven and the underground. If we are fast enough, we should be able to intercept Han and Meng in front of that secret."
"Well." You Wuming nodded. "This time it's not all fruitless."
His eyes slowly turned, staring at the broken mirror that had condensed the colorful light, staring for a moment, sneering lowly, swallowing forward slowly, picking it up and receiving it in his belt.
This broken mirror is very different from the one Qin Yuchi found, like a mirror core.
"Look back and go."
You Wuming returned from the original path, grabbed the big fat dog and the small achene, and flew back to the top of the Abyss, and continued to kill west.
Seeing that the area in charge of the defense of the Hanzhou Army was getting farther and farther, Sang Yuanfu threw out her flowers again, like a bunch of red waves, tumbling around in short life. But Yumie simply floated to the occupied Great Wall, where Dao Lisuo's Thunder Flame crossed, and inside and outside the city walls, there was a lot of dark dust.
At this moment the sky was completely dark. Looking at the outer Great Wall, I saw that the blue and white Thunder Flame fell across the pole, just like the sky punishment.
When the sky came from the east, Youwu Ming and Sang left the region of Zhangzhou and entered Pingzhou.
Pingzhou is stronger than Zhangzhou. Among the 18 states, it can be ranked in the top ten.
You Wuming's seven thousand Xuanjia armies are also here, but after experiencing this earth-shaking evil, they have lost contact with this army.
Pingzhou also encountered a horrible evil.
Unlike Zhangzhou, in many areas, the Great Wall is still in the hands of the human race. Although it looks terrible, it still guarantees two lines of defense.
In the buffer zone, Pingzhou cavalry are also rushing to kill.
When you saw Youming approaching, a young general in the Pingzhou cavalry immediately came to the front, with a face showing a white tooth: "Yuzhou King is working hard! I am the Pingzhou military and civilian, thank you Kindness of aid!"
You Wuming looked at it for a moment: "Ping Shi Zi."
"This time, thanks to Youzhou Wang Qing's help! This kindness, my father and I are inscribed in the heart! Never forget!" Ping Shizi put his hands on his forehead again, and paid a courtesy.
You Wuming and Sang looked at each other from afar and understood.
Pingshizi thanked, it must be the seven thousand Xuanjia armies. Seeing the person's appearance of crying or not, Sang suddenly had a bad hunch in his heart.
The Seven Thousand Mysterious Armies must have played a vital role in the Pingzhou defensive battle, but the casualties...
Youming's face also sank, and the voice was cold: "Where is the man."
Pingshizi hurriedly replied: "The five generals recaptured this section of the city wall and led their troops to the front to support!"
The reins of Yumyo's reins, short-lived like an arrow off the string, shot forward.
After killing more than thirty years, he saw the figure of the Xuanjia Army.
They are competing with the Underworld for the Great Wall.
You Wuming coldly came to the gate. I saw a small team that was well trained and was assembling the black iron frame to push the Wraith out of the city, and then planned to close the city gate.
They have failed once. The number of ghosts this time is too huge, and the impact is far from extraordinary. Once they failed to close the city gate, the two teams that stayed under the gate and pushed the door must be trapped in the tide, and they were dead.
The people had red eyes and put their weight on the heavy black iron door, which was like the tsunami outside the door.
Seeing that the gap between the two doors is about to disappear, the Wraith is about to be isolated.
Just a little bit worse. At this time, the light of spirit in the palms of the soldiers went out one by one, which was exhausted.
At first glance, there was only a crack of the size of a fist, which expanded in front of it little by little, and was instantly pushed back by a demon more than a foot!
"Hey--" The soldiers roared in unison, no one backed away and ran away, but put the whole body behind the black iron gate and tried their best to push forward.
"Boom--Boom--"
Waves of ghosts rushed on the door, and the soldiers spurted blood.
The gap between the two giant doors was pushed away by more than three feet in an instant!
Upon seeing it, he was defeated, and everyone showed a lot of unwillingness on his face, but he was unable to return to the sky.
Just as despair began to permeate, suddenly there was a blue-and-white thunder flame, which was open to the earth, breaking through the darkness and the redness under the gate.
Suddenly, everyone only felt a light body, and the sudden sense of security was behind him, the thoughts in his mind had not turned, his chest felt a jump, and the heart was excited and ecstatic, and he shouted unconsciously.
"Lord!"
It's not exactly a glance.
I saw that the long figure swept away, spread his arms, hung his head slightly, grabbed an iron door with one hand, and closed them slowly!
The two exhausted squads suddenly seemed like desert travelers drinking to Ganquan, with their eyes shining, following the unshakable force, pushing the city gate inwards—
"boom!"
The metal collided heavily, and the muffled noise spread across the Great Wall, and the ground underneath trembles.
A long black iron gate bolt gradually tightened.
Nether Demon collided again, just as it hit the Iron Mountain, and could no longer be shaken.
"Master!" "Master!"
All eyes glowed.
You Wuming withdrew his hand, slowly raised his head, looked around, his eyes regained his careless appearance: "What about Xiaowu."
"Your lord, the five generals are recovering the city wall!" The leader of the detachment stood up.
The lifeless glance passed lazily over the armor of his body, and his voice was soft and fast: "How is Xuanjia?"
The soldiers all smiled with white teeth: "Easy to use! Too easy to use!"
Eh? and many more.
The lord is standing between the two giant gates, and what is the safe and reliable force behind him that helps withstand the city gate?
The crowd slowly looked away.
I saw a row of huge flower buds "huh" and gathered the petals, turning the head of the flower shyly towards the back as if afraid of frightening people.
Generals: "..."
Obviously, this is a friendly monster.
Following the very abnormal guy Yuyouming for a long time, Youzhou soldiers are much more courageous than ordinary people. They can't help but stretch out their hands to shoot and knock on the thick petals.
"Hey this stuff!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Please give the horrible cannibals due respect.
She manipulated the row of big flowers, and ‘whooped’ a big mouth of blood towards the brave soldiers.
Everyone: "Pooh hahahaha! Weird and weird and cute!"
Someone stuck his arm in, and someone stuck his head in.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
You Wuming squeezed her eyebrows, flicked back to her short life, and climbed up the Great Wall along the Yong Road by the wall.
"Is General Five a small five?" Sang asked from afar.
"Ok."
Xiaowu is the one with a monkey face, looking at the young shadow guard.
Each You Yingwei is carried out individually, and they are all generals who can stand alone.
On the city wall, the soldiers in the black armor were struggling to fight against the demons. They recaptured the city wall section by section, built a simple line of defense with a black iron defense frame, and then pushed vertically into the depths.
You Wushao glanced over her face, and his face was darker.
"Lord?!"
Someone immediately spotted him on the wall.
The cheers burst out and burst into the air like fireworks.
A very thin figure swooped in front of him, his face covered with magic blood could not see clearly.
He held out his hand and wiped it, revealing a monkey face.
"Master!" Two rows of white teeth were exposed.
"Everyone is here?" Youyou whispered coldly.
The joy of Xiao Wu's face suddenly disappeared.
With a flat mouth, he replied: "Go back to the lord, there are only 4,500 people here."
Sang Yuan's heart sank suddenly.
Sure enough, it paid a heavy price! Seven thousand Xuanjia armies, nearly a day and a night, nearly half of the casualties.
In this way, after waiting for Pingzhou to survive this wave of evil, I am afraid that there will be no more left.
You Wuming took a deep breath.
Xiaowu quickly explained: "The rest of the people have not all died in battle. They are in the town ahead."
Pingzhou is located in the northwest of Yunjing. The Black Iron Great Wall has a black iron fortress in each of the four inflection points in the northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest, called the town.
Not waiting for Youmei to ask questions, Xiaowu bowed his head and chuckled: "But it's also fierce. The brothers who stayed in Zhencheng suffered serious internal injuries and stayed there to attract the demon..."
"How many living people?" You Wuming asked quietly.
"Nearly two thousand." Xiao Wuzhong lowered his head. "It's incompetent! It's impossible to bring the brothers home safely! The subordinates are useless!"
With crying control and sorrowful voices, the nearby soldiers were disturbed. Many of them killed the Underworld and hurriedly spoke for Xiaowu: "The five generals have done their best to lead the soldiers. In your eyes, don’t punish the generals! It’s the glory of soldiers to die in battle! Brothers have no complaints!"
"Well," You Wumei raised his jaw arrogantly, "Follow me and kill back to Zhencheng."
"Yes!" The shout shook the sky.
You Wuming jumped back with a short life, backhanded the sword, took Sang far away, kissed gently on the forehead of her head, and whispered lowly: "Good health, nourishing and accumulating sharpness."
Sang stretched his face seriously, and nodded.
I saw You Wuming's wings spread out behind him, like a butterfly, floating in front of the three armies, flying, and the blade swayed to the left and right, clearing out a wide area.
After landing, I saw that he held the knife handle with both hands, and ran before the crowd, opening wide and wide, and the gorgeous blue and white thunder flames swallowed left and right.
Youzhou soldiers are dumbfounded.
"Ou---" short-lived Yang Tianchang Xiao.
The hot-headed soldiers were brought to the rhythm without paying attention: "Europe-Europe? Fuck!"
Everyone laughed, followed closely the footsteps of Youyou and killed them.
After all, a person's power is limited. With the help of these four thousand Xuanjia armies, what he has passed is really a river of Qinghai Yan, as if returning to the peaceful days when the demons never came.
Under the leadership of Youyou, the more and more courageous wars, all exhaustion and despair disappeared. The blue and white thunder flames in front seemed to shine into everyone's heart, inspiring endless fighting spirit and hope.
Across the boiling army, Sang gazed at the slender and handsome figure from afar, and his heart was surging, not knowing whether it was joy, admiration, or love.
Her heart was agitated, and her lips unconsciously raised a smile.