Chapter 37： True fanatic (1/2)
Hearing that Sang Bujin said that Ning Hongcai had been hidden in a safe place, Sang couldn't help but let go of the heart that hung for a long time.
The tight nerves suddenly relaxed, and she couldn't help shaking her head gently, with emotion.
”This trip is really worth it!”
Sang wasn't close but his face changed a lot, and her red sleeves rose heavily, protecting her behind.
She looked around dumbly and saw a man full of grief walking from the end of the alley toward the brother and sister.
As soon as he appeared, the light seemed to be much dimmer throughout the alleyway. The oncoming wind was slightly warm and turned into a cloudy wind at the moment.
It was... You're lifeless.
He was so heavy that he blinked before him.
His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and there were two ghosts and ghost fires in his eyes. His body was cold, and it made him feel cold.
Sang looked at him in amazement, his mind blank.
You Wuming raised her hand, and saw a puppet fell lightly from the eaves and stopped at his elbow. It raised a small face and smiled innocently at Sang Yuan’s brother and sister.
”Catch you.” You Wuming's expression faintly, ”Little Mulberry, where are you going?”
The tone is calm, and the killing intent is directed at Sang not close.
Sang Bumei lowered his eyebrows, his body burst into flames.
Between the two men, the smell of gunpowder suddenly overflowed into the air.
I saw that there was a dark blue mist on the doll, and some pretty faces were hidden in the dark mist, exuding a creepy chill. This is clearly the spirit of the strongest!
Sang jumped in his heart and realized.
Yes, it is indeed a weapon, or a big weapon!
While Huang Fujun was assassinated, two masters left the palace, and the empress did not belong, he secretly sneaked into the palace to assassinate the emperor. I am afraid this is the puppet! Only with such a small thing, it is possible to sneak into the emperor's palace in the blue sky and white daylight, and quietly escape to Jiang Yanji without letting anyone notice.
Sang took a cold breath from afar.
Not long ago, she looked at the sleepless and lifeless, and had a heart of pity in her heart. She felt that he was just an ordinary person, and he would be injured and vulnerable, and would try her best to succeed.
Unexpectedly, he was so cruel.
Only killing one Huangfu Jun could not satisfy him at all. What he wants is to kill two birds with one stone.
”Xiao Sanguo,” You Wumei grinned her lips, ”while I was asleep, I secretly contacted someone and wanted to escape from me, right?”
The sad smile broke inch by inch.
Sang seemed to see his broken heart at a glance.
Evil couples are eager to move, and a pair of big, dark eyes are looming in the mist, and they are staring at Sang, and they will shoot when they see it.
Sang pushed Sang Bujin to the side far and sharply, picked up the skirt, strode towards the lifeless, and almost knocked him back.
His pupils contracted, stopping the doll's arm and waving to the side.
”What do you run out of!” Sang grabbed his front, and his tone was ten thousand times more fierce than him. ”I don't know if I'm injured! I don't want to die! Well, you might as well die like this.” Well, I’m not alive anymore, I’m not going to report it! I’ll die together!”
You Wuming was stupid by her.
He stared at her, his lips moved, and he said nothing. She did not feel guilty at all, making him feel like he had misunderstood something.
The blue and black mist on the doll also diffused back into its body like a low tide.
Sang had his mouth far away, and shouted angrily at him: ”I planted so many flowers for you to keep you in bed. Are you going to ruin my efforts so much? Nothing will happen in the future! No more! I Never give you flowers again!”
Tears fell while complaining.
With red eyes and puffed cheeks, she seemed to explode.
Youmei breathless and stagnation, his throat rolled down, his hand raised, and the doll was thrown onto the eaves, and it disappeared into the field of vision in a blink of an eye.
He grabbed her by the shoulder, pushed her hard a foot away, covered her chest, gasped, and said in a low and aggrieved way: ”A beautiful woman as light as a swallow, I'm almost at risk, and you've been killed.”
Sang is far more aggrieved than him: ”Where am I going, where can I go! I want to do everything I can to take you away from this ghost place and go home! How about you! It took me so long to get you covered You don’t cherish the wounded medicine like this! My hard work has been fed to the dog! You have to doubt me, how can you doubt me!”
Youming: ”...”
Sang Bujin was already stunned.
He felt that his brain was frozen, and he couldn’t understand the scene in front of him—the little girl opened her teeth and danced at the most chilling maniac in the world, and this guy, like a wooden man, was stunned by her. Yes, the eyes of Yin Qinqin's black hole were somewhat embarrassed.
I saw You Wuming slowly lowered his eyes, staring at Sang's far-flat lips, and said in a low voice: ”I'm wrong with you, okay.”
A person like him, who can say this sentence, has already taken a step back.
Sang closed when he was far away, shouted back at Sang not close: ”Brother, come and help him.”
Sang Bujin looked upset and approached.
Looking up and down, I found that the ghost was really half a foot in the ghost gate.
You Wuming was also looking at him, pumping at the corner of his mouth, and pumping again, trying to say something, and finally politely endured to go back.
The two ‘beauty children’ left and right brought You Wuming back to the station.
You Wuming didn't want to put weight on his little Sanguo. He hung Sang's neck close to his arm with his arms, and took his uncle as a laborer.
These two men naturally had inexplicable hostility towards each other. As soon as their limbs touched, they could not help but secretly struggled hard, struggling, resisting, and fighting with gusto.
There was noisy here, but Agu in the station was almost mad.
Seeing You Wuming coming back, he rushed to the front in three and two steps. After a while, he closed his mouth crying and crying, ”The Lord...”
The sight turned around, fixed on Sang Bujin, Tong Ren suddenly shrank.
Isn't this the woman who robbed Ning Hongcai!
Agu frowned deeply, and his eyes slowly fell to the place where Youmei and Sang were not close together.
He found that his lord had put almost all the weight on the strange'woman'. The two did not shy away and hugged each other tightly, as if they were fighting in the dark, their arms and palms were almost embedded in each other's skin, Occasionally, the eyes meet, you come and go, and clearly hit a fierce spark.
Sang is far from completely excluded.
Agu couldn't help raising his head, and looked at Sang's face again.
This gorgeous woman in red looks very similar to Sang Wangnu.
Agu couldn't help thinking of Han Shaoling's broken case-it was precisely because Han Shaoling had found the substitute of Mengwuyou, that Sang Wangzi had a child with him, and told her lord to take advantage of it and seize the beautiful woman into her arms.
It hasn't been a few days since I thought that my master would repeat Han Shaoling's mistakes?
Agu had a toothache and couldn't understand the thoughts of these superiors. Why do I have to find a fake? Isn't it easy to use it?
He strode forward, seized his lifeless hands, and stared closely at Sang.
Sang Bujin: ”...” No, what does this anti-thief look mean? Why can't I kill You Wuming? Master is not good Longyang!
Suddenly saw the jade slip on Agu's body.
Xiao Jiu's voice came out: ”Agu, the stronghold in front is taken!”
Agu looked amazed: ”Master, within three or two days, I'm afraid I will be squandered! The subordinates are ready to **** the lord to break through the city!”
”No need.” You Wuming's eyes rolled, and Sang was not close.
Sang looked at Sang not so close from afar.
Sang wasn't close: What else could ”...” do?
After being settled for life, Sang left the Youzhou station and went to arrange out of town.
Agu Li was beside the bed, worried: ”Does the prince too trust this strange woman? If she goes to inform...”
”He won't.” You Wuming's eyes didn't move.
Seeing him so determined, Agu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Sang far away with a fearful heart, thinking in his heart, the prince was so partial to a woman of unknown origin, afraid that it would hurt the heart of Sang.
A Gu was so worried that he could lose his eyebrows.
He has been with You Wuming for more than five years, knowing that this prince is different from normal people, he lacks humanity and may slip into the abyss of self-destruction at any time. After so many years, there is no sign of improvement in the situation of Youmei, and it is only after being far away with Sang that he suddenly has some vitality and vitality.
Aguju felt that in this world, there was only one mulberry far away who could hold the dead man on the cliff.
Definitely not just finding a woman who looks the same can replace it!
The lord is confused for a while!
Agu struggled for a long time and showed his courage to die.
”Master, there is a sentence that I don't know should be said, but the subordinate must speak today!”
Both Sang Yuan and You Youming looked up in surprise at the horse-faced man with red skin.
”Say.”
Aguya bite: ”I, and my brothers, only recognize the wife of Sang Wangnu!”
You Wuming: ”...” What does this follow?
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” Somehow locked up?
For a long while, You Wuming's dark eyes stared straight at Sang Yuan: ”Little Sanguo, when did you buy me up?”
Sang blinked his eyes innocently and asked: ”What do you think of it? Do you plan to marry two little ladies in the future?”
You Wuming gave a cool smile: ”You are all in trouble, die! Save it, I want to live a few more years.”
When he got his exact words, Agu rubbed his hands and smiled with teeth and eyes, and quickly retreated, closing the door for them.
Sang felt a bit of fever in his eyes strangely.
For a while, she asked in a low voice: ”You are so assured of my elder brother?”
”Not at ease.” You Wu Ming said bluntly, ”'It' follows.'
Sang turned his head to look at him from afar, and when he saw his eyes empty, the whole person looked like an empty puppet, and obviously would not say more.
She sighed softly, leaning softly towards him, resting her cheek on his shoulder like a weightless feather.
She asked: ”How is Jiang Yanji?”
After a while, Youyou resigned lowly: ”I can't die yet.”