[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 12.3 A Hindrance’s Halo (Part 3)

　　You Wuming beckons with his hand.

　　Duan Ming came to his side with its butt swaying left and right.

　　The big black sword hung under its belly. You Wuming took the sword dilatorily, holding the hilt with one hand and gently stroke over the sheath with the other hand.

　　Han Shaoling’s men were immediately on guard against all possible dangers. They formed a semicircle and firmly guarded the descending chain.

　　They were afraid that You Wuming would cut it down in a single blow.

　　You Wuming put the sword back to his back.

　　He casually grabbed Sang Yuanyuan’s shoulder and pushed her back to the rampart. He leaned to her ear and whispered, “He went to save others, are you sad?”

　　He is sending a proposition.

　　Sang Yuanyuan glanced at him and whispered back: “The hero that saves the beauty is not even you. Why would I be sad?”

　　You Wuming shuddered, turned her head to the other side, and muttered: “Beauty trap that is lethal, would have me killed sooner or later. “

　　The big hand that was embracing her shoulder slid down swiftly and grabbed her belt.

　　Sang Yuanyuan felt as if he wanted to throw her down.

　　She quickly turned her hand and grabbed his belt.

　　She glanced back to glare at him, saw that his eyes and brows were bent and his smile was brilliant. Under the delicate and thin red lips, the slightly sharp white teeth are looming.

　　He said, “Well, Little Guo’er[1] wants to die together with me. Supposedly, you sincerely like me.”

　　Sang Yuanyuan ：“……”

　　The two hold each other’s belt and confront each other.

　　By the time Han Shaoling ‘swish swish swish’ slipped under the wall, You Wuming finally let go of his hand.

　　Sang Yuanyuan’s luck brings her wisdom. She astonishingly asks: “Are you trying to use me to smash him?”

　　You Wuming’s eyes clearly flickered once.

　　Sang Yuanyuan didn’t know whether to be angry or happy. She suppressed her voice while yelling at him : “I am the Princess of Sang state! This kind of status, can it not be used for other things? Instead, you want to use me as a sandbag! “

　　She was so enraged by him that she forgot for a while, that he was the most famous madman in this world, a maniac.

　　She actually yelled at him. She had really eaten a bear’s heart and leopard’s gall.

　　Can’t be helped. Even sandbags will also have three-tenth of fire[2].

　　You Wuming pretentiously looked into the distance.

　　Sang Yuanyuan took two deep breaths, pretending to be calm and cast her eyes down.

　　At the bottom of the wall, Han Shaoling had successfully retrieved the person. Put Meng Wuyou in his embrace and then grabs the descending chain with one hand.

　　The personal bodyguards on top of the wall reeled up the chain and quickly dragged the two upwards.

　　At this moment, a number of underworld demons have passed through the rain of arrows and rushed to the bottom of the wall. The underworld demons in the front jumped high but bit an empty space.

　　Meng Wuyou’s scream reverberates at the bottom of the walls.

　　Being dragged down by her, the corpse transporting team did not have time to rush back to the wall. The underworld demons had arrived, the gate had to be closed, and they were locked out of the wall.

　　Ten dead, none lived.

　　However, the instigator of the bad precedent shivered, shrank in the arms of a man, and returned safely to the wall.

　　She looked downwards while trembling with fear.

　　”Ah! They, they are surrounded!” Meng Wuyou’s crying voice was trembling, incomparably penetrating, “Quick, quickly save them! How can you shut them out of the gate! Quickly open the door and save them! Han Shaoling, hurry up and save them!”

　　Sang Yuanyuan’s mind suddenly flashed over a dozen dog blood dramas.

　　These female leads are all birthed out from the same pipeline, right?

　　Han Shaoling threw aside Meng Wuyou and supported his body with both hands on the rampart. His heart was full of wrath——Although this is a small matter, it would obviously damage his reputation.

　　Sang Yuanyuan only felt there’s a wind blowing over by her side.

　　Then saw that You Wuming was just like a ghost shadow. He swept past three zhang, taking advantage when Han Shaoling was off guard, turned his hand to grab Meng Wuyou’s belt and lifted it casually.

　　Meng Wuyou was upside down and fell downwards.

　　“Then go. Save them.”

         You Wuming smiled like an angel.

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[1] Little Guo’er : A new nickname that You Wuming gave to Sang Yuanyuan. Her childhood nickname was ‘Little Mulberry’——Xiao Sangguo (果 – fruit). He took this ‘Guo’ and added ‘er behind it as a term of endearment.

[2] Everyone will have their own temper and if provoked, will also get angry.