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

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Sang Yuanyuan held his cheeks with great interest.

She knew that no one could stop You Wuming here. In the book, he pulled out his sword like this, saying that he was going to kill Jiang Jinyuan, and then he killed Jiang Jinyuan, and Han Shaoling was completely helpless.

As for Mengyouyou... Sang Yuanyuan felt that Han Shaoling at this moment should also want to cut Mengyouyou into eight pieces.

It's just... the male and female protagonists shouldn't die so easily.

Meng Wuyou fell in front of the quiet desk, her skirt was upside down, revealing her calf like a white lotus root, and she didn't even bother to cover it.

Seeing the assassination hopeless, Meng Wuyou became angry and desperate, turned her head and shouted at Han Shaoling: "You Wuming has lost his conscience, killing innocent people indiscriminately, the justice of heaven is unbearable! Han Shaoling, you are still not human! Such a demon is in front of him, You can still eat and drink with him without changing your face?! If you were a man, kill him today! Avenge those who died in vain!"

Han Shaoling was shocked for a while, his lips moved slightly, and Sang Yuanyuan felt as if he was saying - are you not sick?

You Wuming stepped on the table with one foot, heard the words, laughed lowly, and slowly raised the big black knife that was half a person's length in his hand.

Just at this moment of life and death, a shadow-like figure suddenly appeared behind You Wuming, knelt in front of Meng Wuyou, and shouted on his back, "Master, keep someone under the sword!"

Sang Yuanyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the golden finger that turned out.

Knowing that You Wuming didn't have time to listen to his detailed explanation, he immediately lifted up his trousers and asked You Wuming to look at his hairy calf.

The corners of You Wuming's eyes jumped twice clearly.

This person suppressed his excitement: "Master, she, she is the younger sister who was accidentally lost when his subordinates were escaping from pursuit and killing!"

Sang looked intently from afar, and saw a purple-red crescent birthmark printed on the man's ankle three inches above the ankle. The shape was very strange, like a crescent on fire. At the same location, Meng Wuyou also has the same mark.

Therefore, when Jiang Jinyuan was not there, Meng Wuyou fell down, revealing the birthmark on his calf, and was seen by his own brother... Is this special plan B? !

Dog blood, thief chicken blood! Is it okay to force a life extension?

You don't have to think about it to know that this 'brother' must be a big celebrity next to You Wuming. No matter how perverted You Wuming is, he will give him some affection.

Seeing You Wuming narrowed his long and narrow eyes, he retracted the foot that had stepped on the table, and returned the long knife to its sheath, with an impatient tone: "Well."

I saw that man kowtow heavily towards You Wuming, turned away, and smiled kindly at Meng Wuyou, who had a dull face: "Sister, you must have forgotten your brother, right? It doesn't matter, forgetting is not What a bad thing!"

Meng Wuyou stared blankly at this person, his face was filled with confusion and disbelief, and he murmured unconsciously: "No, you executioners, I have nothing to do with you!"

An ethereal smile appeared on the man's face: "Live well! Live, let the bloodline... continue..."

Sang Yuanyuan heard something wrong with this man's words, and before he had time to wonder, he saw this brother draw a knife with his backhand, cut himself with a horizontal knife, and blood spattered five feet.

San Yuan couldn't help being a little stunned. She originally thought that she was going to play a sticky, greasy and crooked drama, some brothers and sisters recognized each other and hugged each other and cried, begging the master to be tolerant and let go of the past suspicions, and maybe she would bring Meng Wuyou by You Wuming and let Han Shaoling eat it. Fei vinegar or something, I didn't expect this person to die when he said that.

"Princess Sang," You Wuming explained to her with a kind smile, "Here I am, the rules are like this. One life for another. It's simple and fair, right? Do you like it?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The palace attendant, who realized it later, has dragged Meng Wuyou out, and the corpses on the ground were quickly cleaned up by the dead people - Hanzhou did not dare to touch the dead people, even the dead.

The depressing and dull atmosphere returned to the hall.

Han Shaoling took a deep breath, and his low voice echoed in the hall: "King of Youzhou, Mrs. Sang is Gu's wife, please pay attention to your words."

You Wuming laughed and his body trembled.

After a long while, he supported the table with both hands, leaned forward, half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Everyone is innocent, but he is guilty. King of Hanzhou, there is only one life."

Halfway through, there seemed to be two green fires in his eyes, and his tone was somber, which was a sinister threat.

Han Shaoling was angry, but he knew that at this moment, he must not turn against You Wuming.

After a moment of silence, Han Shaoling's face turned into a smile: "That's right, life is very precious, the King of Youzhou has come from thousands of miles to help me in Hanzhou's calamity, but you must take good care of your body, if you are unfortunate enough to lose it. In the Western Region, Gu Ke can't explain to the emperor."

You Wuming looked happier: "Underworld, what is it?"

He picked up the pot on the table and poured himself a drink.

He doesn't seem to remember that he has a younger sister like You Yingyue at all.

Han Shaoling gradually realized that something was wrong.

No matter how afraid of You Yingyue, You Wuming will definitely not be absent on this occasion. He also needs You Yingyue to appear in a play of a long-awaited reunion, pull him, and stand side by side with You Wuming for a while, so as to send a clear political signal to the outside world.

However, the banquet has been held for so long, why hasn't You Yingyue come? ! something should happen...

An unimaginable thought passed through his mind, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank, and he turned his head suddenly to look at Sang Yuanyuan.

Shouldn't she take revenge on You Yingyue privately? !

In shock, Han Shaoling's scalp was numb

, unable to hide his expression.

Sang Yuanyuan had a panoramic view of his expression, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he smiled calmly at him.

For a moment, Han Shaoling couldn't tell what this smile meant - a clear conscience? Is it fearless? Or did he not notice the scrutiny in his eyes at all?

He took a deep breath, only to feel that the mess that had been blocking his chest recently seemed to be more chaotic. Recently, I have been feeling restless from time to time. At this moment, anxiety is rising, and I seem to hear the noise of Mengyouyou…

Yes. His heart suddenly froze.

Ever since I favored that Dream Worry, I have been experiencing chest tightness and shortness of breath from time to time, and very occasionally tinnitus and hallucinations. This is very unusual for a strong spiritual practitioner. It's just that there are too many things in the past few days, so I can't take care of this little problem.

Before he could figure it out, the noise in his ears became louder and louder.

The hand hidden in the wide sleeve trembled lightly, only to feel the thorns in the chest pulled out, turning into an evil fire, which rushed down without hesitation.

Like some strange drug!

A roar sounded in Han Shaoling's mind.

You Wuming, who was opposite, seemed to sense his heart, and saw that the romantic boy in white robe raised his cup and said with a smile: "King Hanzhou, I have no taboos, you know it. This subordinate who just died. , is actually a remnant of the love clan, if the fake is his sister... tsk, I hope it hasn't harmed any unfortunate ghost."

His eyes were full of schadenfreude.

Han Shaoling took a deep breath.

There are three major alien races in Yunjing, which are not tolerated by the world. As early as a thousand years ago, those in power put all three races on the list of cleanup and suppression, and called them the three evils. After being washed with blood for more than a thousand years, the Three Evils are almost nothing but legends.

Love is one of the three evils.

Once you have sex with a lover, you will be infected with a poison that has no cure, and only he/she is the antidote.

Greed for a while, bound for life. This is Mengwuyou's biggest golden finger.

Sang Yuanyuan naturally knew that Meng Wuyou was a remnant of the Qing clan. From the very beginning, she knew clearly that it was impossible for Han Shaoling to get rid of Meng Wuyou, and these two people were destined to be entangled to death.

That's why she deliberately half-jokingly said that if she found that Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou were disconnected, she would go back to Sangzhou and keep away from him.

The marriage between the two countries is not what Sang Yuanyuan wants to reconcile with. She can only seize every chip to make Han Shaoling feel more and more guilty towards her, so that she will not be too passive.

Unexpectedly, this matter was pierced so directly.

Originally, she wanted to wait and watch a good show—how would Han Shaoling secretly meet with her after she found out that she couldn't live without Meng Wuyou?

At that time, if you 'accidentally' break it, it must be very exciting.

Pity.

Sang Yuanyuan continued to look at his nose and heart with his eyes. Now that the matter has been put on the bright side, let Han Shaoling worry about it, how to persuade her to accept that he has to continue to favor Meng Wuyou, which is an embarrassing thing.

Fortunately, she has no feelings for this man at all. First take advantage of this incident to prevent him from getting close, and then wait and see how things change, taking one step at a time.

She tilted her head and glanced at Han Shaoling lightly.

Han Shaoling couldn't care about Sang Yuanyuan for a while.

His chest heaved violently, his fists were clenched white, and there was a forcibly suppressed horror in his eyes—how could he not be shocked? Fang Cai, Meng Wuyou almost died. If she dies, there will be no antidote when he is poisoned.

He has to bury her with him!

After the horror, anger flooded his heart like a tide, and at the same time, he thought of another thing.

He quickly calmed down.

He moved his index finger.

A shadow-like person immediately knelt down behind him on one knee, and said in a low voice, "What is your command?"

"Don't worry about that dream..." Han Shaoling's voice did not distinguish between joy and anger, "cut off her nose, tongue, and limbs, pour in the marrow solution, and bind it to the couch in the Qingliang Temple. Remember, don't hurt her life, only want to She lived a hundred years."

The Hall of Qingliang was the place where Han Shaoling used to hide his beauty in a golden house.

The calm tone, neither high nor low, was just enough for Sang beside him to hear from a distance.

Sang Yuan only felt her scalp tingle.

This is the king!

"Sang Er, come here." Han Shaoling called.

There seemed to be blood in his voice.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, stood up calmly, walked over to him and sat down.

"In this way, you won't blame me for breaking my oath, will you?" He stared at her tenderly, "Sang Er, believe me. I will never have the slightest bit of affection for such a thing. It's just used to detoxify occasionally. ."

Her voice was dry and hoarse, like when she was poisoned with wood: "It's too cruel."

A cold smile tugged at the corners of his lips: "If you dare to use your body against me, you will have to pay the price. Sonny, you don't need to beg for that kind of thing, it's useless for anyone to beg for mercy."

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly realized that he seemed to underestimate Han Shaoling.

"Sang Er," Han Shaoling said in a deep voice, "accompany me tonight?"

They used interrogative sentences, but they didn't leave any room for her to resist.

He said: "Your body has not recovered yet, I will not move you."

It was written clearly in his eyes.

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