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

Chapter 97? Resonating Divine Power

The war won no suspense.

Youyou can't return for a long time, Sang can't hold back, take the cloud Xu Zhou turtle mouth to escape, use Ling Yun vine, climbed to the top of this big ice turtle.

The Beiyingwei of the crimson armor has been submerged in the white snow-the armor of the Yunzhou Army is white, overlooking the whole situation, it feels like a fresh red plum, crushed by ice and snow, and turned into A small pool of juice on the ground.

It's fresh.

Sang looked from afar, and did not find his big black-winged moth.

Kill Wang Zhengqing, **** the shadow.

"Wang Zhengqing is lucky." Sang sighed far.

What he said to her on the city wall was really unbearable, and Yun Xuzhou only briefly mentioned it. If You Wuming knows what the original words look like, Wang Zhengqing may not be so simple.

She can't forget the scene where You Wuming took Jiang Jinpeng half of her body at once and then closed the box to play with the puppet. If Wang Zhengqing was just killed by him, he would be lucky.

"Luck?" Yun Xuzhou raised an eyebrow. "What luck, should I die today?"

Sang looked at her like a ghost, "You are a joke!"

Yun Xuzhou pursed his lips and smiled: "Well, you don't know, I used to talk to Feng Chubing's candlelight night...wow! I'm really..."

Thinking of that person again.

"Do you know Mulberry? I often have the illusion that Mulberry is not close to me. He snatched Feng Chu and he will never return me."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I don't know how to intercede for him?"

"Then don't need to say anything."

The voice didn't fall, and I saw that I rode into the red clothing straight from the city gate.

That kind of arrogance!

The sword in his hand was flying like a phoenix dance for nine days, and wherever he passed, Beiyingwei fell like a wheat cut. As soon as he turned his head, between his eyes, the forehead and the corners of his eyes, Jin Cancan's light shimmered finely. From afar, he knew that the golden phoenix tail was carefully tattooed.

From time to time he was seen swiping up, his red robe twirling, the golden ornaments around the corners of the clothes gradually spread out, and layers of flowers bloomed.

"hiss--"

Sang is not near, come to support!

Behind him, a team of Sang Army followed closely, harvesting the remaining Beiyingwei.

It turned out that after Sang Bujin escorted the dogs and puppets to Jizhou to deal with Huangfuxiong, he didn't have time to return to Sangzhou and heard the news of the accident in Yunzhou.

"Ah! His women's dress is really handsome!" Sang could not help feeling emotion.

Yun Xuzhou's expression was a little complicated, his big eyes flickered, and he glanced at the figure from time to time. How can this be said, is the love rival bringing the lover to rescue the driver?

It is said that there will be telepathy between lovers.

Sang Bu was not in the chaotic army, and there was no news of Yun Xuzhou, but she saw her standing on the head of the ice turtle at a glance.

The reins came in a hurry.

"Go on." Yun Xuzhou said, "Sang Shizi came to support from afar, I can't stand so high and watch."

Sang Yuan's "poo" smiled, rolled out Lingyun Vine, and took her to the ground lightly.

This cloud Xu Zhou clearly missed the fire-like girl Fengfeng, eyes blinked without blinking.

Sang Bujin was like a red lightning, and Soul was near.

Sang Yuan and Yun Xuzhou raised their heads and looked at each other.

I saw that Sang was holding his jaw close, a look of enthusiasm: "How come, haven't you seen a beautiful man!"

"Cough! Cough!" Sang was choked severely from afar.

It turned out that although he was wearing a big red gold silk robe today, and his eyes were covered with gold powder, he was not wearing a women's dress, but...

Gorgeous and distinguished, charming and beautiful men's clothing!

Sang is not close, and finally found a correct way for himself!

Put on warm men's clothing like fire, painted with men's **** golden dragon makeup!

He got it!

"Yun Xuzhou!" Sang Bu narrowed his eyes and raised his jaw, "Help you today, I want you to promise by your body!"

Sang pushed Yun Xuzhou forward, and then stepped back gently, to a place where it no longer glowed.

The snow at his feet was soaked with blood, and there were broken armor, broken swords, and corpses that no one could care for.

She summoned a cannibalistic flower, and just riding a hundred miles away, she saw a winged black shadow descend from the sky.

He was full of anger, and before he arrived, a **** breath fell on his head.

Sang is far from disgusting with this taste.

In such a chaotic world, which hero is not covered with **** hands?

She raised her arm at him.

"Bang" a hug.

You Wuming, who was originally unhappy with her face, lost her temper all at once: "Little Mulberry, do you miss me like that?"

"Um. think."

After thinking for a while, he was still upset.

He had a high body temperature and his breath was hot.

He covered her ears, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of cruelty: "I can't help but want to bite your ear down when I think of what you heard so badly."

When Wang Zhengqing was dying, his mind was confused and he all moved.

He said in this way that he would bite his head with a tendency to scream and cover her ears with a breath.

Sang far shivered from Ling Lingling, pushed him away hurriedly, and raised his hand to cover his ears.

"You Wuming, are you ill?"

I saw him hooking the corner of his lower lip and his eyes were handsome and bad: "I'm sick."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She almost forgot that her man is sick and pure-bred.

"Then did you kill Wang Zhengqing miserably?" She tentatively extended a small hand to stop his beautiful thin lips.

"It's pretty good to kill." He blew his teeth, "Want to see?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Sure enough, the brain circuits are different, but they are different. What does it mean to kill well?

Large human body carving process?

"I miss you!" She pursed her lips and sacrificed her stunt. "You Wuming has left you for so long, I miss you!"

His body was obviously stiff.

She took advantage of the opportunity to throw her arms around her neck and put her fragrant soft lips.

It's about the smell of blood for too long. His breath is hot, and the unique floral smell is stained with blood. It is clear that she flicked him first, but his temperature and strength, but it made her long. Shudder.

The battle soon came to an end.

Tiandu 50,000 Beiyingwei, but only a few hundred people escaped piecemeal.

Victory!

It's time to lift the emperor's bottom.

Yun Xuzhou returned to the ruins of the ancestral temple.

That snow bodhi, always used to stretch its branches quietly, like a sturdy old man, sheltering his descendants. At this moment, the roots were already in the sky, and he collapsed on the edge of the ruins.

"It doesn't look like him." Yun Xuzhou pointed to the broken root.

It turned out that the root system deeply planted underground had already decayed and had mould.

Sang sighed silently from afar, tightly holding the lifeless arm and drawing strength from him.

After experiencing such a crisis, she found that she seemed to suddenly become a little woman, and she wanted to rely on him, empty her head, and hang it all over him.

Don't be so proud of the lifeless look.

I wish I could pull a banner on my head-see how little Sanguo loves me!

The ancestral temple has been completely ruined.

At that time, the ice turtle came directly from the top of the underground, and the passage was long gone.

A team of guards pulled through the rubble for a long time, and finally, they dug out an unusually empty underground space, with a huge anvil in each of the four corners, wrapped in the broken black iron chain-this is Fang Caiyou Lifelessly controlled the ice turtle and burned it with black flame.

There was a hidden door on the wall, but now all four walls have collapsed, leaving only one door standing alone.

Behind the door is another passage leading to the unknown underground.

Snow and frozen ground have been poured in.

The leader of the guard trot to Yun Xuzhou and set up his hand: "Regent, dig?"

Yun Xuzhou looked far away from Sang.

"I'm afraid there is danger below, I'll do it." Sang called out the piranha from afar, and shaved down.

This piranha looks very uncomfortable-God knows how a red fat man with no facial features and only five thick and large petals can express the meaning of "discomfort"!

In short, let it eat soil, it is very, very unhappy.

Soon, the ground in front was empty, and the scattered snow and frozen soil were eaten up.

"go."

Sang was about to leave, and was suddenly stopped by Sang.

"With the elder brother present, can the younger sister take the lead?" An unpretentious look.

Sang glanced at Yun Xuzhou with a smile, and saw that her slightly rounded white face had faintly flushed, and her eyes shone slightly.

Sang Bubu patted Yun Xuzhou's arm casually: "Follow me ahead! Don't be afraid, protect you!"

Sang rubbed his eyebrows from afar.

Really, male animals are like proud flower peacocks in front of their favorite females.

Youmei rarely ridiculed aloud, only to show a look of contempt, slowly swallowing into the passage.

The passage is not long, and it came to the end without taking a few steps. Underneath is a secret room made of black iron. In the center of the secret room stands a half-iron black iron tripod. The style is simple, and the three tripod legs are facing the sky. The mouth is upside down, and I don't know what is hidden inside.

Sang Bujin was wary all over his face: "Beware of poison!"

Sang Yuan summoned a small face flower, and probed the thin Lingyun vine from the gap between the bottom tripod and the ground.

Looking around, I found that there was nothing in this tripod, just a plain black iron big tripod that was upside down on the ground.

"There's nothing inside." She shook her head in disappointment.

Underneath: When the place is not destroyed, the giant tortoise is guarded by the dark iron room. Is there a secret in this geography? This room seems to be mediocre, not as if it needs to be guarded. Is it possible that the secret inside has been taken away?

Yun Xuzhou asked her question one step at a time: "Is it possible for you to get ahead first?!"

It is so common here that there is no secret at all.

Sang Bu stepped forward, and wanted to lift up the black iron tripod to see it—the only thing in the entire chamber that could be called 'thing' was the only one.

The cold wind blew, and the lifeless figure flashed against him.

"Don't move." His expression was somewhat mysterious, and he raised a hand against his lips. "Hush..."

Breathing was audible in the back room.

After a while, the other three looked at each other, puzzled.

You Wuhe put her palm behind her ear and listened for a moment, saying, "The sound of resonance."

Sang is far away, Sang is not close, Yun Xuzhou: "?"

You Wu Ming listened for a long time, and finally exhausted her patience, her beautiful eyebrows twisted up, and clear and fiery words appeared in her dark eyes.

He really has no good temper.

A pair of eyes stared somberly at the black iron tripod in the center of the back room.

For a long while, he paced anxiously for two steps, standing still, his eyes fixed tighter, his eyes flashing frantically, and there were blue muscles in his forehead.

Bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes.

Sang knew from afar that this was overdraft-this man was really different from ordinary people, maybe as he said, he was a genius. He wanted to know the answer, he would think wildly, until he was overdrawn, he had to say that this is also an extraordinary ability.

I thought when she was still in the school exam, no matter how much she wanted to 'strangle her brain', the brain just pretended to die for her, and she did not want to move.

Look at others.

You Wuming's eyes turned red, and gradually **** tears slowly came out of the deep corners of his eyes.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou had never seen these scenes before, and they were so shocked that he thought he had stopped and wanted to step forward to help.

Sang hurriedly stopped the two men and shook his head quietly.

She lifted a small face flower with her fingertips to disperse the spirit into a mist that was too imperceptible, tried the temperature, and adjusted it for a while, until she was sure that it was completely unnoticeable, and then gently lightened the mist Slowly sprayed towards the lifeless.

He was still staring at the tripod in front of him, his heart was unscathed.

Sang far disturbed him with his eyes. She knew that watching blood tears pour out of his eye sockets, she would be worried and distressed, and her eyes would inevitably show strangeness, distracting him.

The road they embark on cannot be backed up, they cannot turn back, they cannot be weak, and every step must go all out.

The tormented time is always very long.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally, I heard Youmei sneer and sneer.

Sang Yuan's eyes flashed suddenly, she threw the small face flower towards him, threw herself forward, and wiped away the blood and tears for him with a sleeve.

Youmei looked at her strangely.

He grabbed her sleeve and pulled it under his eyelids.

"Little Mulberry." He said, "Such a blood scares you like this?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I'm so scared."

"Poof!" He grabbed her happily, looked sideways at Yun Xuzhou and Sang, and asked, "Who will help me catch a mouse?"

"Let's go together!" Sang Buzi smiled heartily, "Lao Yun, remember that time in Zhaozhou, do I take you to steal Zhao Hengyang's bamboo rat?"

Yun Xuzhou burst into tears: "Remember, you can eat it."

The two went hand in hand.

You Wuming supported Sang Yuan's shoulders, pushed her short, and motioned her to see the tripod.

"Did you find anything?"

She shook her head very confidently.

You Wuming smiled with tolerance: "It's right if you don't find it. If you can find it, do I still need to think for so long?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "...speak quickly!"

Does he think that others can't see it? Is he deliberately supporting Sang Sangbu and Yun Xuzhou?

"This is that thing." Youmei smiled mysteriously.

Sang was confused from afar: "What?"

"Root of all evil."

She froze for a moment, then jumped up. He jumped halfway, covered his mouth and landed, extended his fingers, and pointed to the ground under his feet.

"That... something?!"

"Yes." You Wuming said lightly.

Sang stared at the tripod in horror for a long while, and looked at him more blankly: "Still don't understand. How could it be that thing?"

Sang far asked questions that normal humans would be puzzled by.

The big guy in the underground is so big that he can't see the whole picture. It is more than 1,500 miles in diameter and spans three states. What can it have to do with such a small black iron tripod that is half a person tall?

You Wuming smiled with pride: "It's right if you don't understand."

Sang Yuanyuan: "... Then tell me quickly!"

Such a big man is still selling Guanzi, he is naive and not naive.

You Wuming paced two steps and said, "We are just calculating. I recalled the trend of the ornaments I saw underground, the traces carved on the glacier, and its various arcs, all kinds of details, and then compared with the previous one. Correct."

He held out his finger and poked at Hei Tie Ding.

"I found that if the underground is also such a tripod tripod, then we found that the location of the triangular notch should be here—"

Sang looked at his finger from afar, and found a small hole that was so thin that he could hardly distinguish it with his naked eyes.

"You mean, this little hole is the triangle we saw underground, a big gap as big as the palace door?" she asked.

Underground, there is no way to judge the shape of the giant black iron. If You Wuming infers a position based on the details, and then the black iron Xiaoding in front of him happens to have a gap in the same position, it is hardly a coincidence.

Sang took a deep breath, and his brain was wide open: "You mean, at first we thought we were underground, and in fact, we became a very small person, right on this tripod Crawl around?"

Okay, now her mind has completely turned into a mess.

Youmei stared at her in horror: "Little Sanguo, what are you thinking about?"

Sang is far from being able to spit: "Isn't that what you said to me?"

You Wuming was overwhelmed by her brain-powered brain, sighed, and no longer sold the key: "No, I mean, the thing under the ground is also a tripod, shape, material, texture, and the front This one is generally the same. It's just that the underground one is countless times larger than this one."

Sang would like to roll his eyes away very far—clearly simple things, which can be explained in one sentence. He had to sell Guanzi and refused to make it clear at once, and blamed her for having a big brain?

The desire to survive made her not show the same, but sincerely praised: "You Wuming you are too powerful! Then say! I am curious to die."

You Wumei raised her eyebrows: "Then I will reverse the guy on the ground based on this tripod's tripod. Guess what, I found that one of the guys on the underground is pointing right here!"

Sang took a breath from afar, unconsciously.

You Wuming knew that she must not understand, smiled indifferently, and continued: "And the other foot, facing the sky."

Sang narrowed his eyes far and worked hard to turn his paste-like brain: "You mean, there is such a tripod in the Temple of Heaven headquarters?"

"Yes, it should be hidden under the altar. Look at the shape, is it very similar?"

Sang Yuan recalled for a moment and found that the 'altar' that Jiang Yi and Yun Zhizhu were performing in the underground was indeed the same size as this black iron tripod.

"So I still don't understand the relationship between them!" she said, "can you explain in depth?"

Youmei stunned, and her black eyes turned to her very slowly: "Deep, shallow? Okay."

The tone is frivolous and meaningful.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...you are lifeless!"

He laughed happily, wrapped her shoulders, and said, "Remember what I said at the beginning? Resonance. Xiao Sanguo didn't know if you ever heard a story, when the temple on the mountain struck the bell, and the ironfish under the mountain It will also follow. This is resonance."

He stuck behind her, put both palms behind her ears, leaned down and whispered: "Listen, listen carefully..."

Sang opened his eyes slowly from afar.

After he mentioned it, she quickly caught that very strange feeling.

If you want to use words to describe it, it is like standing in the middle of a very strong radio wave. Although you can't hear any regular sounds, you can clearly feel that a vibration is happening.

She said in disbelief: "So, they created a black iron tripod with the same proportion as the underground giant tripod, and placed it in a suitable position to resonate with the underground thing? The question is, how do they know the underground thing? Looks like this?"

Sang felt a sudden feeling that if a technological talent like Yundi, if not embarked on a crooked road, it is estimated that he could be made into the Internet.

You Wuming laughed sullenly.

His palm was still behind her ears, and with this laugh, the low voice carried out air and physical propagation at the same time, converging, and reached her heart.

Suddenly, she burst into red ears and twisted away from his imprisonment.

He didn't care about the escape of prey from his palm, and said lazily: "It's just speculation. To prove it, you have to try it."

Sang Yuan's eyes flickered a little, and said, "Are you going to catch mice to try?"

He only looked at her and laughed.

"Little Sanguo," his voice was hoarse, "Come here. Don't wait for me to catch you."

Her eyes were burning, as if she had been caught, and she had to do something unspeakable in such a secret room.

Footsteps came from the passageway.

Sang is far from amnesty: "Brother is back!"

"Huh." You Wuming infinite regret.

Sang Bujin pinched a mouse tail with two fingers, and the fat rat kept struggling and twisting in his hands, squeaking.

Yun Xuzhou walked beside him, holding his hands, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing the two of them coming back, You Wuming stared at him for a moment, protruding a hand, hanging idly in the middle of the black iron tripod.

There was a black flame in his palm, covering the whole black iron tripod, sucking up with all his strength.

Green muscles burst out of the back of his hand.

He didn't look relaxed, his beautiful lips slightly stretched, his eyebrows condensed, and he was extremely focused.

Soon, a strange, terrifying feeling of vibration came from somewhere, as if the two planets passed by, they briefly resonated.

With a hook on the lips, You Wumei put away Black Flame, grabbed Dingzuo, and lifted it suddenly.

I saw that under this tripod, there was a small cloud of colorful light, which looked dazzling and harmless. It was suspended in the middle of the abdominal cavity of the black iron tripod, floating slowly up and down.

Sang knew it.

This is to use resonance resonance to absorb the colorful power within the giant tripod.

The phenomenon of resonance seems to be mysterious, but in fact it can often be encountered in life. Tuning forks and resonance of musical instruments are very common phenomena, and even more miraculous, there is the resonance of bioelectricity-such as brain waves.

There are two typical examples of brainwave resonance, one is that yawning will be'contagious', and the other is that two people will always hum the same song unconsciously at the same time.

Therefore, the resonance of the power of colorful, although mysterious, is not unusual.

She also understood why You Wuming only told her the principle-this is a treasure of endless energy, but the use of these energy will cause extremely terrible consequences, just like the things that the Temple of Heaven is doing.

There is no need to use this temptation to test others.

You Wuming tilted her head toward Sang Bubu: "Throw it in."

Sang Bujin did as he said, and threw the fat rattle in his hands towards the colorful light.

With only one scream, the fat rat instantly became a transparent ice rat, and then swelled rapidly, and the kung fu in a blink of an eye became the size of a calf. Then, "bang" burst into a pile Broken ballast.

You Wuming's eye disease quickly protected Sang Yuan.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou were blown off guard, and their faces were covered with big and small ballasts.

"Well, the dose is too large." You Wuming blinked her eyes innocently. "But the idea is right. The old guy is here to secretly feed the snakes, rats, ants, turtles and turtles with colorful power."

Raised a big turtle!

"The rest of the questions, it's time to go to the Temple of Heaven to ask someone for advice." Youzui's lips raised a determined smile.

The black flame shook in his hand, and the black iron tripe was torn apart, shattered into a pile of residue that could not see the slightest appearance.

The secret under the ancestral temple disappeared.