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

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Chapter 11.2 The Venomous Snake’s Kiss (Part 2)

　　His fingers are nimble and as if kneading a dough, squeezing her face left and right. He leans back from time to time, squints his eyes as if sizing something up, and continues afterwards.

　　After tossing about for a long time, he threw the jade box in his hand and patted his hands. He grasped her shoulder and pushed her to the surface of the stream.

　　The morning light fell on the stream like fine gold filings.

　　Sang Yuanyuan saw an unfamiliar face, with a plain appearance and even a small cut under her lower lip.

　　He grabbed her up and stripped off her outer garment in a neat and quick way. He took out a suit of servant’s clothes from the cloth-wrapper on his body and put it on her. Then he pushed her back to the surface of the stream and checked her reflection from left to right.

　　Her heart was filled with horror : “Are you going to take me to……”

　　You Wuming’s face on the water sways gently with the waves : “It’s fun, isn’t it?”

　　He wants to take her to the frontline!

　　Sang Yuanyuan thought it was not fun at all, but the protest will only be useless.

　　The two continued on their way.

　　After dawn, Sang Yuanyuan was surprised to find that You Wuming’s cloud beast seems to be ordinary, but its speed is surprisingly fast. When it was running with full strength, the scenery on both sides was left with afterimages.

　　As soon as a trace of surprise just floated in her eyes, You Wuming had keenly caught it.

　　He said triumphantly, “When I picked up Duan Ming[1] back, it had already been bitten till not a good piece of its meat could be seen. They say it won’t survive for more than three days. Oh, three days, hehe. “

　　Sang Yuanyuan didn’t know whether to complain about the name of the mount or to complain about the demonic nature of this “hehe”.

　　He continued, “I said, Duan Ming will definitely live longer than them. They didn’t believe it. “

　　Sang Yuanyuan couldn’t help but stretch out her hand and caress the soft white hair of the cloud beast. A trace of relief appeared in her heart——it survived tenaciously and even ran so fast.

　　The next words of You Wuming makes her body stiff again.

　　He buoyantly laughed lightly and said : “Then I just buried them all inside the animal pit. Of course, they can’t live longer than Duan Ming.”

　　Sang Yuanyuan: “……”

　　She felt that for a patient like You Wuming, perhaps even the best psychiatrist was at a loss.

　　Fortunately, his life is not that long.

　　All the way to the west, the air gradually became dry, and the wind blowing from the West smelled of gunpowder smoke. As the horizon slowly turned black, Sang Yuanyuan knew that she was about to see the iconic building of this world.

　　The Black Iron Great Wall.

　　The end of the horizon has been occupied by a black line. It is like a strange cutting line that cuts the yellow earth from the blue sky, just like the scar of the world.

　　But in fact, it is a steel defense line that protects the eighteen states of the cloud realm from the invasion of the underworld demons.

　　As the cloud beast keeps moving forward, the black horizon rises rapidly in front of her eyes.

　　”Seeing the inner Great Wall for the first time? What’s good about it?” You Wuming said, “I’ll take you up to the wall to see those flesh and blood——that will be a little bit more interesting.”

　　Sang Yuanyuan: “……”

　　She couldn’t help but turned her head to look at this young patient.

　　When he was not speaking, his face looked somewhat cold, like a fine white jade that was mixed with a little bit of green color. It’s strange to say that, obviously, his eyes are extremely dark and his lips are bright red, but somehow he has that delicate and out-of-this-world kind of bearing.

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[1] Duan Ming : short life.

(TN : The author’s naming is really…)