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

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Chapter 65.1 Unbridled Puppet

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the priest with a high hat in front of her speechlessly.

For some reason, she feels that his appearance is a bit familiar.

This Saint of Heaven was between thirty and forty years old. He has a handsome and delicate face, and was born with a very good appearance. He just looks like those kinds who feel that they are superior to others, and deal with people’s lives and properties tyrannically. Those that are indeed very uneducated one.

The soldiers drew out their weapons and rushed into the courtyard, surrounding the four of Sang Yuanyuan’s group.

“People from the Temple of Heaven?” You Wuming raised his eyebrows and said casually.

The leading General slightly narrowed his gazes and stared at You Wuming’s battle armor: “You state’s soldier? You are so unlucky! If you want to blame, just blame yourself for your bad luck, interfering in the things you can’t afford to interfere with. “

You Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then let out a series of light, low laughs: “……In this world, is there still a thing that I, You Wuming, can’t afford to interfere with?”

“You Wuming?!”

Just when the other party was stunned, You Wuming swept up lightly like a big black butterfly, made a spin and with a flash, his sword was out.

He fell back to the original place, pressed the sword down and blood gathered to the tip of the sword. Then the blood dripped down, hitting the masonry ground again and again.

He hung his head and laughed.

There is no need to confirm the outcome of the battle.

Such a show-off action, actually has a kind of natural and reasonable taste when it was performed by You Wuming,.

Sang Yuanyuan was falling so heavily by his handsomeness.

She raised her eyes and saw that layer upon layer of the Tiandu’s soldiers, all covered their broken necks at the same time, and vomited blood in disbelief. One by one, they fell to the ground.

Plop, plop, plop……

After a few breath’s time, the one who can still stand is only the Saint of Heaven who was stunned into complete stupidity.

You Wuming slowly turned around. He brushed his sleeve and tilted his eyes, then said slowly: “The King of Qin state has a younger brother named Qin Yuchi. I heard that he is frail and sick, and he has been in seclusion for many years. It turned out that he was hidden in the Temple of Heaven, and became the Saint of Heaven? “

Hearing what he said, Sang Yuanyuan was immediately enlightened.

No wonder this man looks so familiar!

His appearance was very similar to that Qin brother and sister, Qin Wuliang and Qin Wushuang, but his age and style of dressing was so different that she didn’t think of it for a while.

Among the Saints from the Temple of Heaven, there is actually a royal family?

Originally, in Sang Yuanyuan’s eyes, the Temple of Heaven was a metaphysical institution, gazing at the stars and divining fate. The Saints from the Temple of Heaven who claimed to be able to communicate with gods and ghosts are nothing more than sacred sticks that take public salary.

Later, when she knew that the matter of her soul passing through another world was very likely to be related to the Temple of Heaven, she began to pay attention to this organization.

Today, she accidentally discovered that this ‘history in the original story’ of You Wuming’s death in the Tiandu’s battle was actually recorded in a broken mirror left by the Saint of Heaven. This incident made her clearly realize that the Temple of Heaven is not so simple. Behind all this, there must be many dark secrets.

Even so, Sang Yuanyuan was so taken aback when she knew that the Saint of Heaven in front of her was actually of a royal lineage——The Temple of Heaven had no real power in the past dynasties. The Saint of Heaven had little contact with the world and lived a simple life. They only appeared in the royal wedding and coming-of-age ceremonies to give the blessings. No matter how depressed the royal family is, it will not be reduced to joining the Temple of Heaven.

Unless he already knew that the water in the Temple of Heaven was deep.

“You, You Wuming? You are You Wuming?!” The Saint of Heaven found that his guards had been killed by a single move, and his lofty and arrogant look broke completely. “You, you can kill me, but before you start, you’d better think twice——The Temple of Heaven is not something that you can afford to offend.”

Sang Yuanyuan: “……” What a shameful ‘Middle School 2nd Year Syndrome[1]’ line.

You Wuming plunged the big black sword into the brick, leaning on the handle of the sword and laughing so hard that he could not stand up.

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[1] Middle School 2nd Year Syndrome : the internet term is 中二病 or Chuunibyou, used to describe early teens who have grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers.