Chapter 97.2 The Extraordinary Power Of Resonance
Wearing hot passionate men’s clothes and painted men’s coquettish golden dragon makeup!
He is really enlightened now!
“Yun Xuzhou!” Sang Bujin narrowed his long eyes and raised his jaw. “By helping you today, I want you to marry me!”
Sang Yuanyuan pushed Yun Xuzhou forward, then backed up lightly and retreated to a place where the light no longer shines.
The snow under the feet has been soaked with blood, and there are broken armors, broken weapons and corpses that no one cares to clean up everywhere.
She summoned a Chomper Flower and as soon as she rode a hundred zhang away, she saw a black shadow with wings descending from the sky.
His entire figure was full of hostility and before he even arrived in front of her, a smell of blood already rushed down towards her head-on.
Sang Yuanyuan won’t be disgusted by this smell.
In such troubled times, which hero is not covered with blood anyway?
She raised her arms at him.
Along the collision sound, she fully hugged him into her embrace.
You Wuming, who was originally very sullen and unhappy, lost his temper all at once: “Little Mulberry, do you miss me so much?”
“Yeah. I miss you.”
He thought for a moment, but he was still a little upset.
His body temperature is very high right now, and his breathing is hot.
He covered her ears, his voice was a little hoarse and there was a bit of ruthlessness in it: “When I thought of you hearing such unbearable words, I couldn’t help but want to bite off your ears.”
When Wang Zhengqing was dying, he is mentally disordered and said everything out.
As he said this, he tilted his head to bite her, and his breath covered her ear.
Sang Yuanyuan shivered in a fright, hurriedly pushed him away, then raised her hands and covered her ears.
“You Wuming, are you sick?”
Then she saw him curled up the corners of his lower lips, his eyes narrowed handsomely and wickedly: “I am indeed sick.”
Sang Yuanyuan: “…”
She almost forgot that her man is a person who is overly lovesick, and still a purebred one.
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“Then, did you let Wang Zhengqing die in a miserable way?” She tentatively stretched out a small part of her finger to block his beautiful thin lips.
“I killed him beautifully.” He gritted his white teeth. “Do you want to see it?”
Sang Yuanyuan: “…” Sure enough, different brain circuits are indeed different. What does he mean by killing it beautifully?
Crafting a large-scale carving on a human body?
“I miss you!” She pouted her lips and used her own unique skill, “You Wuming, you’ve been away for so long and I miss you so much!”
His body obviously stiffened.
She took the opportunity to throw herself forward, put her arms behind his neck and sent up her own fragrant and soft lips.
It was probably because she had smelled the bloody smell for too long and only felt that his breath was hot. The unique floral scent was stained with the smell of blood. It was clearly her that threw herself on him first, but his temperature, smell and strength made her tremble for a long time.
The battle soon came to an end.
There were fifty thousand soldiers in Tiandu’s North Battalion Guards but only a few hundred people escaped in scatter.
They won a complete victory!
It’s time to uncover the Yun Emperor’s past now.
Yun Xuzhou’s group of four returned to the ruins of the ancestral temple.
The snowy Bodhi tree used to stretch its branches quietly, like a strong old man, sheltering its offspring. At this moment, its roots were already facing the sky and it fell awkwardly on the edge of the ruins.
“Does it look like him?” Yun Xuzhou pointed to the broken root.
It turned out that the roots which were deeply planted in the ground had long been rotten and moldy.
Sang Yuanyuan sighed silently and held You Wuming’s arm even tighter, as if she wanted to draw strength from his body.
After experiencing such a crisis, she found that she seemed to have suddenly become a little woman. She wanted to rely on him, emptying her head and hanging her whole body on him.
There’s even no need to mention how proud You Wuming’s look is.
It is as if he can’t wait to pull a banner on his head——Look at how much Little Mulberry loves me!
The ancestral temple has completely become ruins.
At that time, the Giant Ice Tortoise came up directly from the top of the underground, and the tunnel had long since disappeared.
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I want to bite your ears off 👂🏻— romantic quotes from a lovesick lunatic 😳
Thanks for the chapter
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I love that they are, at least to some degree, codependent on the other. A different type of drug from that og FML, a very sweet and stable one. I adore how long SYY has come with her love for her sick villain, before she was scared and lying through her teeth to stay alive, now she practically worships the man. And don’t get me started with this simp of a demon king. Absolutely adorable
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