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

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Chapter 88.3 King Dong’s Burial

Huangfu Jun, is no longer the impeccable Huangfu Jun in the past.

Sang Yuanyuan quietly guarded You Wuming and didn’t disturb him. She just stayed by his side silently. When he was in a daze, she was in a daze with him. When he glanced at her, she raised her small face and gave him a sweet smile.

She found an indescribable mysterious feeling.

Whether it’s a person, a force, or even a state, there are always obvious signs before it perishes.

When they tried to assassinate Huangfu Jun before in Tiandu, if they could really kill him, it would be an accident and a fluke but for Huangfu Jun, it would be a premature death.

At that time, Huangfu Jun was so powerful and his life should not be destroyed yet. Therefore, as long as there was a glimmer of vitality, they could not really put him to death——In fact, most of the time, things in the world are like this. When things falls short, what it lacks is not just a little luck, but it is because ‘the situation should be so’.

By now, the whole situation has been reversed. Huangfu Jun’s momentum is already over. Even if he didn’t die at the bottom of the Snow Mist Valley this time, he will die outside the valley. By now, Yun state has been pulled down into the water. If the assassination in this Snow Mist Valley fails, Yun Xuzhou has no other choice but to lead the army to encircle and suppress, and will never let Huangfu Jun leave alive.

This is a foregone conclusion that can be seen at a glance and there is no possibility of reversal.

‘When Huang Fujun realized that he was unable to recover the situation anymore, would he think that this was a destiny that was hard to break?’ Sang Yuanyuan thought silently.

“Reporting——Lord, the passage has been dug and nothing has been found.” A soldier with ice and snow on his eyebrows came to report.

In fact, there is really no more evidence left under the Snow Mist Valley.

The ice sculpture-like You Wuming slowly exhaled a long breath.

“Divide the digging to the left and right side, outflank and ambush them.” He pointed his finger on the sheepskin map. “Here, here, and here. Hollow it out.”

“Yes!”

Meanwhile, Yun Xuzhou has quietly arrived at the Snow Mist Valley.

Both she and Sang Bujin could see that You Wuming’s state was different from usual. So she didn’t step forward to disturb him, only let Sang Yuanyuan stay there quietly and accompany him alone.

Another night passed again.

When the light from the sky is shining over the snow ridge, there is a soldier that came from the passage and reported: “Lord, ambush in place!”

You Wuming’s eyebrows moved. Then he turned around and walked towards Yun Xuzhou unhurriedly.

“I have to trouble the Regent Ruler to let someone pass the news of cave discovery on the mountain path to King Dong.” His voice was cold and calm, and the whole figure looked like a pool of deep water, without any fluctuations at all.

Yun Xuzhou said solemnly: “I will do it without leaving any trace.”

You Wuming said: “Thank you. The Regent Ruler may leave now and try to make alibi as much as possible.”

His calm and quiet appearance made Yun Xuzhou, whose heart was as hard as iron, could not help but shudder. She turned sideways slightly, cupped her hands and arched them gently towards You Wuming, Sang Bujin and Sang Yuanyuan: “Take care then.”

Watching Yun Xuzhou leave, You Wuming took Sang Yuanyuan’s hand.

“My wife. Follow me to avenge your Father-in-law.”

Her nose was sour, she pursed her lips and nodded: “Yeah!”

You Wuming then took a deep breath.

Under the thin white shirt, the strong chest line swelled up. Immediately afterwards, he exhaled slowly, raised his eyebrows and smiled. Then he led her to step into the ice and snow passage!

The place where Huangfu Du was killed has been chiseled into an empty cave under the ice. The soldiers of You state and Sang state lie in ambush in the ear canals excavated on the left and right sides. When Huangfu Jun’s eight hundred people entered the urn, they will cut off their return path and catch the turtle in the urn.

This time, all the soldiers were wearing the armor of the Tiandu army.

Beneath the snow ridge, it was pitch-dark and silent.

After smelling the pure smell of ice and snow for a long time, a faint smell of ethereal pine trees could even be felt now.

After waiting for a long, long time, the clear sound of ‘ding dang’ finally came from the north. The speed is extremely fast. It shuttled through the bottom of the silent and dark ridge like a swimming fish.

Huangfu Jun, here he comes.