In the bathroom.
Yu Lang closed his eyes in the dense water vapor, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up slightly.
The huge silkworm crawling on the paper appeared in front of his eyes again. He felt a wave of heat in his chest, as if the warm jade-like body was still in front of his chest.
This was a strange and wonderful feeling that he had never experienced before. It made him feel a little tipsy and happy, and at the same time, it gave birth to a faint peace.
This peace and happiness was even more intense when he returned to his bedroom.
He saw that there was an incense burner at the head of the bed. There was no incense burning in the stove, but there was an osmanthus flower growing in it. The leaves and flowers covered the incense burner, and a branch stretched out diagonally from the right in a semicircle. The branches and leaves on the arc were trimmed densely, and the osmanthus flowers were dotted among the green leaves.
There was also a cup of osmanthus tea in front of the incense burner. It was sparkling with a faint golden color.
He was thirsty and reached out to put it into his mouth.
This kind of propriety and interest was naturally not Yusheng's style. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up again.
That night, as he slept with a faint fragrance, Yu Lang couldn't help but carefully recall the years that Yaoyao had relied on him.
In the past, she had always been infatuated with him and took care of him in every way possible. However, there was always something different about her now. It was this difference that had shaped his current state of mind.
In the past, she had always strived to be in sync with his spirit, working hard to improve her attainments in poetry, studying military books, and challenging him from time to time, as if she was worthy of him at all times.
At that time, she had taken care of his life to the extent that she was meticulous. She followed him like a shadow and was so attentive that he had a headache. Her closeness, care, and flattery towards his mother were even stronger than his son.
If there was anything that bothered him the most in the past, it would be her "very" and "desperately""good".
Logically speaking, Yaoyao was still good to him now. She seemed to be working harder. At least in the past, she would not cook for him, let alone act like a multi-colored cat in front of him.
In the past, she was always exquisite and perfect. Everything she said and did was just right. Even her smile seemed to have been practiced day and night. It was seductive if it was a little more, and dull if it was a little less.
Why didn't he feel that she was 'exerting' and 'risking her life' for him now?
Yu Lang figured out the reason. Perhaps it was Tao Yaoyao's indifferent expression, or perhaps it was the way she looked at him. It was clear and bright.
The look in his eyes was very different from before.
In the past, he was as huge as the sky and the earth in those eyes. Other than this "me", he could not see anything else. The affection in those eyes was as thin and dense as spider silk, binding him so tightly that he could not breathe.
And now?
There were many other things in her eyes, such as Moxie and Yusheng, silver and wine.
In short, he was no longer confident that he was the most important person in her eyes.
Thinking of this "not sure", Yu Lang's breathing slightly stagnated.
Then, he thought about her every little action. She was careless, but he didn't feel that it was rude. He didn't care at all, but it didn't lose its authenticity. Those soft and cute smiles were not elegant but very infectious. It was as if the joy in that person's body could not be suppressed and was overflowing with sweetness.
In the past, when she deliberately moved in front of him, he would avoid her and never really get close to her.
And now, in such a short period of time, could he be considered to have hugged her three times?
Thinking of this, Yu Lang actually felt a little tipsy again. He couldn't help but think about it carefully. His heart was warm and sweet, like the fragrance on his nose.
The real hug was from Chang An Ye.
She was really cute when she was drunk. She was intimate but not frivolous, like a child who trusted him wholeheartedly.
Especially that day when she kept pestering him," Wearing white on the battlefield?”，" Don't wear a mask on the battlefield?" The question made him laugh, have a headache, and feel helpless.
Yu Lang thought, Why can't I wear white clothes on the battlefield? Was there any taboo?
Why would he wear a mask on the battlefield? He had to ask her about this in the future.
It was still that drunk night when she was faced with his praise for her poem. She actually nonchalantly said, It was plagiarized.
When asked where she plagiarized, she confessed openly, In the dream.
In short, it meant that there were many masters in the dream who often wrote poems and articles. Then, she often used them and earned a lot of money.
He even said that taking it without asking was stealing and that he was really sorry, but he really liked silver too much and could not control his hands.
She had so frankly attributed the literary talent that she was proud of in the past to "stealing", and she had also blatantly expressed her love for gold and silver.
The strange thing was that he didn't find her vulgar. Instead, he felt that she was very frank.
A poem in a dream was the crystallization of inspiration. How could it be considered stealing?
It was night in Chang 'an. On the roof, under the moon and stars, she not only recited poems, but also sang.
Drunk and hazy, she was singing some strange ballad. It was an unfamiliar tune, and the poignant and beautiful lyrics made one's heart ache.
Then, she was so drunk that she couldn't walk. She was carried back to the inn like a kitten.
Then, they rode the same horse back to the city, as if they were in his arms.
Then, there was the study room where he was taught how to write.
Now that he thought about it, it was full of ambiguity. The words were no longer important. All that occupied his mind was her soft hands, her thin waist, and her warm body temperature.
That night, Yu Lang didn't sleep well. Tao Yaoyao was always in his dreams, interweaving the past and the present. She was sometimes beautiful, sometimes playful, sometimes charming, sometimes pure, and sometimes sincere. In the haze, she was like a soft jade in his arms, warming his heart and body.
In the wee hours of the morning, his dream suddenly turned from a beautiful scene to a boundless and treacherous one.
On the northeast battlefield.
Horse hooves fell like rain.
A thunderous shout.
Hot blood gushed out.
Yu Lang's white robe and silver armor were dyed red. Behind him, 100,000 black-armored cavalry swept across the white mountains and black waters. They killed people and broke the formation with a thunderous momentum. They slaughtered like bloodthirsty demons.
Kill, leave nothing behind!
Kill, no mercy!
Yu Lang roared,"Wash the blood shame of my border people and comfort the souls of my comrades. Whoever dares to covet my Fengxian territory will be punished like this!"
…….
The Jurchen no longer had any soldiers to fight, so the wolf king presented his beloved son and led all the Jurchen to beg for peace.
This time, there was no trouble. It really surrendered.
Wolf King realized that if he dared to play dirty again, Yu Lang, the god of death, would definitely make him destroy the country and the entire clan.
Yu Lang pressed his left chest, blood flowing between his fingers.
He blocked the jade carvings that pounced on him. With a ferocious expression, he said to the Wolf King,"Still playing?"
The Wolf King knelt on the ground and trembled.
He said," I don't dare to. This time, I sincerely surrender and offer my son as a hostage. The terms of the peace negotiations are up to you. I only hope that the general will not slaughter my innocent people."”
"Innocent people!" The jade carving threw a person on the ground. It was a woman in ragged clothes.
When the woman saw the Wolf King kowtowing, she cried,""This subordinate has failed you. Damn it, damn it!”
"You deserve to die!" Yu Lang waved his knife and chopped off her head.
Blood spurted out from the woman's neck like a fountain, and her head rolled to the Wolf King's side.
Suppressed cries could be heard from the crowd kneeling behind the Wolf King. It was the frightened women and children.
Yu Lang looked at the long saber in his hand in disbelief. This was too easy!
Why did this woman stick her neck out and kill him?
A few hours ago, she was a terrifying opponent!
Her extraordinary divine power and lightning-fast blade were rare in his life. Otherwise, how could he, the Feng Xian War God, be injured?
The wound on his left chest was caused by her.
It turned out that the Wolf King had sent a large number of officials and civilians to surrender half a day ago, and presented the three Jurchen treasures and a dozen carts of gold, silver, jewelry, and other items. It looked really sincere.
This woman was the one who personally delivered the letter of surrender to Yu Lang.
Logically speaking, this woman was not qualified to do such a thing. However, in order to prevent any fraud, Yu Lang casually pointed at the thin woman standing beside the Wolf King, replacing the Wolf King who was about to hand over the letter.
The woman was thin and small. Her clothes were ragged and she looked weak.
She walked up to Yu Lang and respectfully raised the letter of surrender above her head. She lowered her eyes and looked pleasing to the eye, her face calm and expressionless.
Yu Lang didn't underestimate her. He was on full alert. Any close contact would be dangerous.
He held the hilt of his sword and glared at the woman.
The moment the two of them handed over the letter of surrender, Yu Lang knew that something was wrong. He withdrew his hand and slashed at the woman's neck with his saber. However, the woman's body was like a phantom saber that pounced on empty air. In a flash, the woman grabbed his hand that was holding the saber. Yu Lang's heart sank, but he could not shake off that hand. He knew that it was over. That absolutely domineering and crushing force made him feel terrified.
Fighting with her was no different from an ant trying to shake a tree!!!
Before he could recover from his fear, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes and he was stabbed in the chest.
Yu Lang lowered his head in pain, only to see a hilt sticking out!
"General!"
"Young Master!"
Someone pounced over. Countless voices were heard.
Yu Lang looked up in disbelief, only to see the woman's eyes darken. Why did she suddenly become weak like a deflated balloon? He felt that the force suppressing him had decreased sharply. He endured the pain and attacked continuously, capturing the woman.
Before he could figure out why this person's strength was so different, he heard a thunderclap. The mountain collapsed and the fire soared into the sky. In the confusion, he was thrown down.
It turned out that the convoy sent by the Jurchen had exploded together, and the soldiers of Yulang were blown into pieces, corpses strewn all over the ground.
Those cars were filled with kerosene!
Pretending to surrender!
If not for the fact that Yu Lang's personal guards had already rushed over when they saw him being attacked and quickly protected him layer by layer, his soul would have returned to the ground.
However, these loyal and brave guards used their bodies as shields for him, but they were blown up into a bloody mess, with limbs broken and bodies broken. They died in a miserable manner.
The first attack had succeeded, and the second plan had succeeded. The previously docile "commoners" quickly bared their fangs. They were actually a group of fearless death warriors. Each of them had outstanding martial arts skills, and they could fight against ten people alone.
The surviving troops of Yu Lang who surrendered were not to be trifled with. They charged over with monstrous hatred. They fought in close quarters, and the smell of burnt meat and nauseating blood filled the air.
Yu Lang crawled out from the pile of corpses, his entire body covered in blood.
His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets-Jade carving!
Fortunately, the jade statue also crawled out from under the corpse. And that woman, she was also wrapped up by those personal guards and escaped this disaster.
The jade statue knocked the woman unconscious with a backhand strike. Then, it untied a guard's belt and tied his hands and feet.
The jade statue pounced over and hugged Yu Lang with red eyes. It choked on its words."…Young Master."
The jade statue, which had never cried before, cried.
He had followed Yu Lang for eight years and had been to various battlefields. Although Yu Lang had been injured countless times, he had never suffered such a fatal injury. The hilt was embedded in Yu Lang's heart. As long as he pulled it out, he would definitely die on the spot.
Why are you crying?
Kill them all!
Yu Lang glared and hissed,"Jade Carving, listen up! Gather the entire army and wash the eight Jurchen tribes with blood!"
……
Perhaps Yu Lang was born to fight, and his body was stronger than ordinary people. Logically speaking, the saber in his left chest should have returned to the underworld. After all, the saber had completely entered his body, but he could still hold on until the end of the battle.
However, he was still a human and could not escape fate and common sense.
On his deathbed, he handed everything over to the jade statue and fell into a coma.
The general had died a hundred times in battle. His father, grandfather, and great-grandfather had died like this…This was his destiny.
As he floated, Yu Lang suddenly felt that he had become very light, like a flying feather, easily able to cross mountains and rivers to overlook the world.
However, he lost his way and only walked randomly. The more he walked, the more desolate it became. The more he walked, the dimmer the light became.
"Jade carving!" he shouted anxiously.
The only response he got was the sound of the wind.
He became more and more anxious, running around like a headless fly. He actually found that he could walk through walls, even mountains, rivers, and earth were not blocked, so he turned into a strange place.
That place had exotic flowers and grasses, small bridges and flowing water, and tall halls. The trees and rocks were green and warm, and the clouds and fog surrounded it like a fairyland.
Two people came out from the other side of the bridge. One was dressed in white, while the other was dressed in black. They were two young men with pale faces and cold eyes.
Yu Lang went forward to greet them and wanted to ask where they were, but he didn't expect the two of them to turn pale with fright when they saw him."Why is Lord Marquis here?"
"May I ask where this place is, brother?" Yu Lang asked. How do you recognize me?"
The two men looked at each other and suddenly said,"The Bridge of Helplessness in the Underworld."”
Yu Lang was silent.
He lowered his head and looked at his body. There was a bloody hole in his left chest, and his clothes were stained with blood. Did I really die on the battlefield?
Raising his head again, he gave a smile that made all the flowers pale."Are the two of you the legendary Impermanence Soulbringer?”
The two of them were dazzled by his smile that was as bright as the stars. They thought to themselves that he could still smile. "That's right," he replied. Strange, you shouldn't have come. We have to ask the judge what went wrong.”
The Black and White Ghosts were dumbfounded.
As a Soul Reaper, not every ordinary person recognized him, but the descendants of the royal family and the heroes recognized him. This Yu Lang was the God of War in the mortal world and was famous for his beauty, so they recognized this face.
However, if such a talent came here, they would have to come out of the city to welcome him personally. Why didn't they receive any notice from the higher-ups?
The Black and White Impermanences politely invited Yu Lang to sit down in a small pavilion by the bridge and offered him fragrant tea. They told him to be calm and the two of them stepped into the bridge, saying that they would come to pick him up later.
The moment he entered the underworld, he was in an uproar.
It turned out that the judge's file clearly stated that Yu Lang's life was not over yet. His fate and luck were all heaven-defying existences. In the future, he would ascend to become the God of War in the Heaven Realm...
Why would such a person report here?
Who had set him up?
Yan Luo Dian held an emergency meeting to analyze the incident.
The officials all agreed that there was a mastermind behind this matter, and the death of the future God was not a small matter. Therefore, they all agreed and suggested that King Yama immediately go to the Heaven Realm to ask Zhenwu Great Emperor.
Of course, the requirement was to find out the source of the matter and set the record straight.
Such a big fraud case made the Ghost Officials 'emotions churn and their nerves excited.
King Yama said," Wuchang, please take good care of this god. Let's form a good relationship as soon as possible, and we'll have a lot of ways to do things in the future."”
The Black and White Ghosts bowed and left.
Just as King Yama was about to send two capable subordinates to protect Yu Lang's body, a dazzling white light flashed, and an additional person appeared in the hall.
Yama focused his gaze and saw that it was that Clear Sky Battle God who gave him a headache again!
He was still dressed in white robes and silver armor, looking extraordinarily heroic. He was in a good mood as he smiled at Yama and said,""I asked Star Sovereign Si Ming to help me look after Yu Lang's corpse. Nothing will happen, so you don't have to go.”
"How do you know about this?" asked the Yama curiously. Could it be…"
He waved his hand to dismiss the participants.
The Yama could not help but think of the last time this person caused a ruckus in the underworld. He could not help but touch his chest. That time, he was beaten up quite badly.
War Gods were all War Gods. They were arrogant and hot-tempered. They didn't like to reason and speak the truth. They would attack if they said something wrong.
This person was even more unreasonable. He didn't say a word. Instead, he attacked first, or he attacked until he was convinced.
This was the first weirdo that the Ghost Realm had encountered in tens of thousands of years.
However, this weirdo had a backer, so there was no way for him to complain.
In short, Haotian had beaten and coaxed his believer to take over his body.
Could it be that he was going to use the same trick again this time?
He even wanted to occupy the body of a future Heavenly God. He was simply lawless!
When the laws of the netherworld and the heavenly realm did not exist?
Yama was furious.
" Haotian, think twice. Yulang is a future Divine Realm expert. His life is not over yet, so he should not die. If you want to take him by force again, things will not be as good as last time.”
The King of Hell had to explain to him the stakes of this matter. If it was an unknown mortal, it would be fine. He could easily cover it up, but Yu Lang was not an ordinary person.
Thinking about it carefully, he was afraid that Yu Lang's death was also related to Haotian.
The King of Hell couldn't help but shiver." God, is Yu Lang's death related to you?"”
Hao Tian did not deny it. He said," It's a little related. A mortal took her life."”
Yama was so shocked that his eyes rolled back. This was called a "little" relationship?
He really didn't understand why a Heavenly Deity would go against a mortal. He said,""Yu Lang offended a god?"
"No, I haven't."
"There was injustice in the previous life, and there is enmity in the future?"
Hao Tian smiled and touched his nose.""Don't make wild guesses. No, no, none of them. On the contrary, I quite like this person.”
The Yama rolled his eyes and said,""Don't say that you're bored and killed someone for fun.”
Hao Tian felt uncomfortable seeing Yama roll his eyes. He turned around and walked out,""Don't worry about this matter. You don't have to go to the Heavenly Court either. I'll deal with Yulang myself."
Yama chased after him worriedly, saying,""What are you going to do to him?"
Haotian had already disappeared, but his words floated back,""What else can I do? Send him back to life."
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