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

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Chapter 102.4 Qualified Great Villain

“You are the one who gave the Heavenly Divination Mirror.” You Wuming’s black eyes stared at it fixedly and the light in his eyes didn’t flicker at all, they were like pieces of lifeless glass, which made people unconsciously stand up with chills.

What he used is an affirmative sentence.

The Underworld Demon King stared hard, but its eyes were too small so no matter how it stared, it was only the size of a mung bean. There’s really no way to see its heart through this kind of window.

Black blood mixed with some unknown substances gushed out of its mouth.

It didn’t mean to answer at all. It just kept retching and making bursts of ‘ho ho’ sounds.

Sang Yuanyuan carefully crawled to You Wuming’s back and peeked out with just a pair of eyes from his shoulder.

“Wo… man…” The Underworld Demon King spit out human words again vaguely, “My… Wo… man…”

You Wuming slashed the sword horizontally and cut off the head of the Underworld Demon King.

“Things without eyes and brains won’t be able to give any answer even if they are spared.”

Sang Yuanyuan thought so too.

Recognizing her as that counterfeit Meng Wuyou, is enough to prove that this thing has no IQ at all.

You Wuming stood up straight and looked down at his palm stained with mucus. The black flame flickered and immediately burned it clean.

Sang Yuanyuan went forward and took it without any unpleasantness at all.

The palm was warm, the rough calluses rubbed against her palm, with five fingers interlocked, and the tip of her heart suddenly became hot and swaying again.

“Boom——”

Fengling city’s defense is broken.

You Wuming’s long eyes tilted and looked at the Tiandu commander Wu Baishan.

Seeing that You Wuming had dealt with the Demon King, Wu Baishan would naturally not act rashly. He led his subordinates to attack the Underworld Demons ‘wholeheartedly’, and soon found several places where the Underworld Demon originated and entered the underground space.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn’t help laughing softly. Although You Wuming has been fighting with the Underworld Demon King, he has been staring at Wu Baishan all the time. How could a man like him ignore such a big hidden danger.

“You Wuming, after I stay with you for a long time, I will definitely become stupid.” Sang Yuanyuan was filled with emotion.

“No.” He lazily changed to another hand to hold her, then stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around her shoulder, “Little Mulberry will definitely not become stupid, because she is already stupid beyond words.”

Sang Yuanyuan: “… You Wuming!”

He laughed so much that his eyes were bent.

A strange feeling suddenly came to Sang Yuanyuan’s mind.

“The Chomper Flower has eaten something strange!”

The two looked at each other and swept towards the underground space.

They soon found the very wrong Chomper Flower.

It stretched its petals, as if it was very uncomfortable but couldn’t spit out either.

“How come there are so many dramas!” As soon as Sang Yuanyuan turned her hand, the flower scattered into particles.

Then what appeared is Meng Wuyou who has not an inch of cloth at all on her body, and was wrapped in a mass of semi-solid mucus similar to amber color but it is not clear. At first glance, there is a bit of dirty semi-solid mucus inside.

The corners of You Wuming’s mouth twitched and he turned his eyes to the side.

Sang Yuanyuan threw out a big faced flower and let it spray out the spiritual mist, washed away all the mucus, and also aimed it between Meng Wuyou’s nose and mouth again to wash it out.

After a long while, she took a long breath and coughed violently.

Sang Yuanyuan noticed just now that Meng Wuyou’s abdomen has a very terrifying big bulge, as if she was pregnant with five or six fetuses. Now that she is already out of the mucus, it can be seen more clearly.

The skin on her abdomen was so thin and transparent that it seemed it would be torn at any moment. Through this layer of transparent skin, it can be seen that the color of the ‘fetus’ in her body is black, which is extremely abnormal.

“Sang, Sang…” Meng Wuyou finally caught her breath. She opened her eyes wide and stared at Sang Yuanyuan without blinking.

As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw You Wuming who was standing on the side.

Meng Wuyou sucked in a breath of cold air, wriggling with her hands and feet, trying to crawl backwards.

But her belly was so big and heavy that she couldn’t move out an inch at all.

Sang Yuanyuan found that her body was full of wounds. It was a terrible pinch mark, scratch mark and bite mark. There were also some wounds scratched by the long tongue barbed hook. It was a blur of flesh and blood. It seems that the Underworld Demon King really didn’t have that much tenderness towards the fair sex.