Chapter 64： His little fan (2/2)

Sang far said: ”That's not necessary. You can just give me the broken mirror.”

Qu Ya'er said: ”The gods are hidden in the house, I will take you to get them. But the King of Youzhou...”

Sang smiled far away: ”Wait for him.”

Qu Yaer: ”???

The wind in the mountains and forests brought Sang far familiar familiarity.

Short-lived is really powerful, the shuttle is silent in the forest, just like a gust of wind, she has to condense her mind to capture the subtle movement.

At this moment, You Wuming has searched for the traces left by her, and Sang far and clearly heard the sound of the meat pad in the short-lived palm stepping over the fallen leaves.

She turned around and saw the tree just one point away. The impassioned king stepped out of the forest with one hand holding the reins, and the black eyes fell high and locked her.

She bent her lips to smile, but she burst into tears unconsciously.

She flew at him, frightened Youyou jumped, hurriedly jumped from her short life back, opened her arms, and took her into her arms.

After arrogantly fighting for so long, he naturally sweated.

The floral scent has become more intense, and it is a very manly floral scent. She pressed her face to his armor, and across the battle armor, heard his powerful heartbeat.

She hugged him tightly, wishing to hug his thin waist.

”Little Sanguo,” You Wuxiao laughed, ”What's the matter with you? It's not enough to leave for a while? Is it really that you should be tied to my belt!”

She squeezed her face out of his arms, wiped her eyes, and said, ”Well, no more excitement.”

She took a step back and said, ”There is something going on.”

She motioned him to see Qu Ya'er.

The poor and obsessed woman had long been stupefied, her mouth wide open, her eyes staring at Youmei without blinking.

Seeing You Wuming looking over, Qu Yaer snapped back to the ground and fell to the ground, shouting ecstatically or sorrowfully, ”King of Youzhou--”

Youming: ”...”

He lifted his eyes and stared far away at Sang.

”Little Sanguo, which one is playing again.”

He said cautiously.

Sang sighed far away and said, ”Three years ago, you saved her life. She was willing to be a slave and slave to you. I have rejected it. I think she should have her own life.”

”Well, yes. I don't need any slaves.” Youming said quickly and vigilantly.

Sang Yuan said again: ”It was also a coincidence that she picked up a broken mirror missing from the Temple of Heaven. Through the broken mirror, she can see the future.”

”Poof!” You Wuming laughed out loud, ”It's ridiculous.”

He raised his chin at Qu Ya'er: ”Could you still see me dominating the world? Oh, that is a fact anyone can guess.”

Qu Ya'er raised his head, looked at him, his eyes hard to say—this male **** seemed very different from memory and imagination.

Sang rubbed his eyebrows from afar, and made a mouthful at the tombstone on the edge: ”Well. You are dead, you have a monument.”

Youmei looked lightly past.

Then he laughed, and the whole mountain trembled.

The blue light flashed, and the stone burst into powder. You Wuming elegantly withdrew the black knife into her sheath, and Chong Sang nodded her chin from a distance: ”Hey, I can't die. Let's go!”

He smiled sideways and whispered to his short life: ”Oh, I will die. What do you believe in short life?

Sang rubbed his forehead from afar and felt a headache.

”Yu Wuming,” she said, ”I don't care, I just want the broken mirror of the Temple of Heaven.”

Talking to a guy like him is still the most coquettish.

”Good.” He stopped smiling and took her on a short-lived back.

”You have to bring her.” Sang pointed away from Qu Yaer, ”Lead the way.”

You Wuming pulls the reins, passing by Qu Ya'er shortly. He grabs with a big hand, grabs the clothes on her back, and puts the whole person in his hands.

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” Forget it, short life should not be willing to be rided by strangers.

He lowered his body a bit and covered her ear: ”I put Huangfu Xiong back.”

”How's the harvest?” she asked.

You Meng said happily: ”Almost all the eight thousand clouds between the beasts are alive, with armor! The armor on the human body is also picked up, and the captives are kept, and then the Huangfu Xiong will bring money to redeem!”

Listening to him talking like this and feeling the hot temperature on him, Sang far felt that he woke up completely from the cold forest nightmare.

”Okay!” Sang Yuanyin turned his head to look at him. ”Why didn't you expect people to make money for life?”

You Wuming slowly moved her black eyes: ”It used to be that one person is full and the whole family is not hungry. How come you come quickly. Now that you have a wife, can you still be hungry?”

There was a thick firewood in the world, and she couldn't help but want to turn around and kiss him, thinking of the evil idol, she pressed it down, only nodded and said, ”Well.”

She looked at Qu Ya'er sideways.

Although Qu Ya'er was being carried, he ran fast and stable for a short life, but he didn't have any discomfort, but his expression was a bit trance, and then he would show a bitter smile for a while. At first glance, Youmei was so cold. The unattainable male **** made her obsessed with it for three years. I thought he was going to step into the hero's end today. Unexpectedly, he actually appeared so lively in front of him, and it was so... It was hard to say.

Qu Yaer felt as if she had let go of her thoughts. A little empty and a little happy.

Going down the mountain, You Wu ordered Qu Ya'er to show her way, and soon she reached a quiet village.

You Wuming's nose bridge moved slightly, stopping the short life.

”There are dead people.” He said coldly, throwing the Quyaer in his hand aside.

”Trap ambush?” Sang frowned in confusion.

If this is a trap, then Qu Ya'er is really acting to crush Sang Yuan, the next generation master.

Qu Yaer looked blank.

You Wuming sneered, outstretched the knife, pressed it against her side, pulled the reins, and swept far into the village with Sang.

I saw the dead at a glance.

Everywhere.

You Wu Ming slowed down the speed, walking slowly along the main road.

Every door was broken, and at a glance, the house was turned upside down, the bedding and other objects were thrown into the courtyard, the grass pillow was pierced by the blade, and the ground was covered with fragments of crocks-obviously, the murderer was Looking for something.

I searched unscrupulously and didn't have the patience to check those bottles and jars, and I just smashed them all.

Dead bodies lie everywhere.

Many people are in their own homes, their faces blankly beheaded.

Some people fled abroad and died on the road.

The whole village was slaughtered, and chickens and dogs were not kept.

You Wuming narrowed her eyes and looked around.

”It must have come to find the broken mirror!” Sang took a deep breath and turned back to find Qu Ya'er.

Behind him, Qu Yaer stumbled into a large courtyard, and a moment later, the tears of the heart-breaking cry came out—

”Dad! Mother!”

Short life jumped up gently and landed at the door of the big yard.

In the courtyard, a pair of middle-aged men and women died extremely miserably. They knew at a glance that they had suffered inhumane torture.

Sang looked at the broken corpses with twisted limbs from afar, and felt discomfort for a while.

Suddenly, she heard a strange ”grunt” sound not far away.

Looking around, I saw a well.

”Someone in the well!”

Without thinking, she threw a big face flower, and Ling Yun was like a snake, quickly crawling down the wellhead.

A wooden barrel was hanging on the water, shaking from side to side, and a small body sank into the water, looking exhausted.

Sang manipulated Ling Yunsi from afar, slammed his waist, and pulled out the sinking man.

A boy of about ten years old, born beautiful and beautiful, trembling at the moment, his lips were blue, his skin was blistered, and his layers were white.

”Little brother!” Qu Ya'er flew over and hugged the pale boy.

The boy coughed a few times and cried out wowly: ”Sister! Sister! They caught Daddy and Mother! The mother handed over the mirror, but they still did not spare! Daddy was killed! Mother refused to say where you went , Also killed by them!”

Although the boy was scared and stupid, he was able to make things clear.

Qu Yaer hugged him tightly and shook it.

”Sister Shuang hid me in the well while I was in trouble. I hid for a long time under the well. Just now, I heard my sister's voice, and I wanted to call you, but without strength, I fell into the water and woo...” The teenager cried and looked back.

Looking at him, I saw a maid's body lying on the edge of the well, with a scary sword wound on his neck.

”Sister Frost!” the boy cried aloud.

Big face flower sprayed hot spray to the two sisters and brothers, and took away the cold water vapor from them.

”Is the perpetrator the Son of the Temple of Heaven?” Sang asked from afar.

The teenager lipped his lips and said nothing.

Qu Yaer hurriedly pushed him: ”Speak quickly! This is a fairy elder sister, and he will definitely decide for us!”

The teenager immediately burst into tears: ”Yes! That's those people! They came to the door to find something, saying that we stole something from Lord Son! Father and mother didn't give them nor did they break things! Why did they want to kill them? People, why!”

You Wuming was sorely hurt by his crying, and he comforted casually and casually: ”What are you crying, there are more dead people, you go outside to see, there is no one living.”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” If you can't speak, just talk less.

The teenager cried louder.

”So things have been taken away by them?” Sang asked from afar.

The teenager cried and nodded.

Sang looked at Qu Yaer from afar: ”What day did they leave things?”

Qu Yaer forced to endure sadness and recalled a moment: ”It should be the day before yesterday or the day before yesterday.”

So two or three days ago, the Temple of Heaven Son took things through Jizhou. After discovering that something was lost, they did not say anything, but searched quietly along the way-Jizhou had been occupied by Youwu Ming for most of the time, but did not hear any news.

To this day, it was found that things were thrown in Qujiazhuang, so he came to the door, took the things back, and wiped out all the people in Qujiazhuang.

Obviously not for any gold or silver, but for the broken mirror.

”Go out and see if you can find traces? Maybe you can still catch up.” Sang looked far away from You.

His black eyes suddenly became certain, and a delicate smile appeared on the delicate lips.

”Here it is.” The voice fluttered lightly.

A sound of soldier armor rang behind him, and Sang looked back in amazement, seeing a team of Tiandu soldiers pouring in from the courtyard gate.

The general led by the face was flattering and nodded to the high-ranking Taoist next to him, saying: ”Sir Son is a wonderful man, and he deliberately pretended not to know that this child was hiding in the well, and he really led the fish out of the net! Yingying, wise!”

The Gaoguan Taoist, known as ”Sir Son”, dressed in a white robe, a tall and self-assured look, nodded lightly: ”Since he has cast himself in the net, he will kill him.”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”

Who is in the net?