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Chapter 11.3 The Venomous Snake’s Kiss (Part 3)

  Of course, as long as he makes an expression or opens his mouth to speak, the immortal atmosphere will disappear without any trace.

  To the east of the inner Great Wall is a vast expanse of wasteland. The wasteland stretches for three hundred Li. Beyond the eastern three hundred Li, there is a final line of defense. Only after some distance away from the east of the defense line, would there be normal cities and residents.

  At this moment, You Wuming is taking her to cross over the wasteland.

  The logistic army that carries supplies looked just like ants carrying food. Wriggling hundreds of miles, carrying carts of supplies from the east side to the frontline.

  ”You see,” he gently leaned against her ear and said, “How useless Han Shaoling was. The army provisions that were sent to the front line also got embezzled at least by three-tenths.”

  Across this far of a distance, has he opened his inner eyes[1] already?

  At one side, Sang Yuanyuan had an unspoken criticism, but at the other side, she raised her eyes to gaze at afar. With this one gaze, she then saw a problem.

  Within the wriggling provisions carts, there really is a somewhat indescribable sense of disharmony, close to three-tenths in number. It definitely is invisible at close, but from a distance away, they are like the two or three acres of hidden leeks in a whole valley, which are very eye-catching.

  Presumably adulterating things.

  ”Are there no corrupt officials in You state?” Sang Yuanyuan asked.

  You Wuming is somewhat regretful : “I indeed haven’t done any killing for a while. I gave them a lot of opportunities since we traveled out. Who knows that each and everyone of them are all so cowardice. “

  Sang Yuanyuan: “……”

  The journey of three hundred Li was shortened rapidly under the full speed of Duan Ming’s four hoofs. Soon, the two people and one animal arrived at a gateway on the bottom of the inner Great Wall.

  Arriving in the vicinity, the more shocking it feels.

  Heavy black iron, as if it had fallen and weighed down the entire land, making it tilted towards the west side. The inner Great Wall is as high as thirty zhang. Standing under the wall, the terrible sense of oppression seems to be able to isolate the sun. The air is cold and heavy. When inhaling it into the lungs, it felt like iron, falling heavily.

  The small door under the gateway was being pulled open, welcoming the King of You state to go inside.

  The soldiers under the wall were busy in an orderly way, transporting a large number of goods and materials to the top of the wall along the corridor on both sides of the wall.

  You Wuming’s men are obviously curious about this woman who can ride on Duan Ming. Each and every one of them will subconsciously be taken aback for a moment, then will open their mouths blankly. Not until they were pushed by the people behind them, did they finally recover their senses.

  Again, this is somewhat different from what Sang Yuanyuan had imagined.

  She originally thought that You Wuming’s men, in front of him, would be trembling in fear like that of a mouse seeing a cat. Unexpectedly, they looked at him in a very ordinary way.

  It even seems not as great as Han Shaoling’s power and influence.

  Her astonishment was seen as a panoramic view by him. He seemed to be in a better mood again and said: “This King loves the subjects as if they were my own children. So deep that all the people of You state look up to with great respect.”

  Sang Yuanyuan: “……” She already has no energy left to complain anymore.

  The cloud beast climbed the black iron stairs under the gateway and ascended along the thirty zhang wall.

  As soon as she stepped on the wall, she immediately felt like it changed into another world.

  Sang Yuanyuan also could not tell clearly whether it was the burst of piercing wailing howls that first blasted into her ears, or that the incomparable strong stinking smell as of rotten fish that first occupied her sense of smell, or that it was the smoke of gunpowder which was as dense as the sand that hurt her eyes.

  The atmosphere under the wall was silent yet busy, while on the wall, it was seething with enthusiasm.

  Countless people run in a great hurry.

[1] inner eyes : or heavenly eyes, used to describe a skill that can see or feel through a far distance away, even with closed eyes.

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