Chapter 72
Li Jue attacked quickly, but Han Yang blocked them one by one.

But Han Yang's Baguazhang, he couldn't stop it.When his consciousness was not good and he wanted to escape by speed, Han Yang's palm was thunderous, covering him completely.

Li Jue couldn't escape at all, and was finally cornered.

The outcome was decided, Li Jue had no power to defend against the Baguazhang attack, and had no choice but to admit defeat in the end.

This battle also confirmed Han Yang's own strength.

It turns out that there are so many masters hidden in this world. It is recorded in history that Lu Bu is the so-called number one warrior in the world.Maybe it's not that powerful, it's just that he died early and no one went to verify it.

Li Jue's already pale face became even paler after withstood so many repeated attacks.

He smiled bitterly, bowed to Han Yang, walked back without saying anything.

Han Yang also looked relaxed. He got off the ring, intending to see if the so-called Xiaochan was really beautiful, able to take away the demeanor of the four beauties before, and win the title of Oiran.

Zhang Liao and Ji Ling in the audience were overjoyed. They won a total of 60 taels of silver. Ji Ling held the money and squeezed towards the ring with a grin, shouting, "Old Han."

Han Yang couldn't help but smile, this greedy guy probably wants to use all the money he won to buy beef!
The proprietress also tried out Han Yang's strength, and she didn't want to continue to give birth to any moths, so she immediately announced that she would invite that famous woman: Xiaochan.

It is said that this woman suddenly appeared in the Nuanxiang Pavilion some time ago, she did not pick up customers, she only performed art but not her body, and it was even difficult for everyone to see what she looked like easily.

Only across the curtain, I listened to her playing the piano and humming ditties.

A guest who often goes to Nuanxiang Pavilion said: I saw him by chance once, wearing a veil.Just looking at those autumn water-like eyes, you will fall into it, unable to extricate yourself, feeling like a fairy in the sky.

So the news spread, and there were divergent opinions for a while, causing a sensation.

In the ancient life, it was boring to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Suddenly, there was such an explosive gossip, and the common people became more and more enthralled, and everyone felt itchy and unbearable.

In the surrounding towns, no matter men or women, as long as they are individuals, they all ran over, wanting to see what the legendary woman looked like.

The proprietress seemed to be responding to the eager anticipation of the audience, and lightly cleared her throat: "Please Xiaochan."

However, after waiting for a long time, Xiao Chan did not appear, but a servant girl ran out staggeringly.

"It's not good, it's not good, Xiao Chan is gone!"

When the proprietress heard this, her expression changed drastically.

Hurriedly ran to Xiaochan's room.

Xiaochan's room is one of the best rooms here.

In the innermost part of the attic, there are all kinds of jewelry on the pink portal and the dressing table.

The proprietress took out all her wealth, just wanting him to become the most outstanding oiran in the history of Nuanxiang Pavilion, surpassing herself, but she didn't expect it to be all in vain.

"Who else has been here?" The proprietress snapped and asked the servants standing beside her.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, the man said tremblingly, "Just now, a man came here just now, he seems to be an official, and Xiao Chan called him foster father..."

Han Yang happened to follow, and over the corridor, he heard their conversation.

foster father?foster father?Xiaochan?Diao Chan?Could it be Diao Chan? !
Han Yang could no longer restrain his emotions, and immediately sent an order: "I will find you all, Luoyang City will now close the city gates for me, and search from house to house."

He sat on the chair in a daze, since he went out that day, he never found Diao Chan again.

That was his own woman, a soft and weak woman, who happened to be alive and beautiful.

I don't know how many people are coveting her beauty. Now that he is only a few screens away from him, how can he miss her again and lose her?
Although Han Yang is a strong man, but at this moment, he can no longer control his emotions, tears as big as beans fell down drop by drop, wet the front of his clothes.

"Diao Chan!" He raised his head to the sky and screamed, full of resentment.

In the barracks, Han Yang waited for the news, while Ji Ling hurried back and forth.

"Report".The messenger ran in.

Everyone gathered around.

The soldier looked up and shook his head.

It was already noon, and the barracks was full of torches.

Han Yang waved his hand.

"Go back and rest, it's getting late, let me be alone."

These days, Han Yang kept struggling, reflecting, regretting and blaming himself, but he still lost Diao Chan.

I should have taken her away in the first place, and shouldn't have left her behind, but now I can't find him, and I can't find him in the entire Luoyang City.

It is estimated that in this life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet again. In this troubled world, where will Diao Chan be, and how will he live?
Han Yang just felt that he was so tired, so tired, he wanted to find a place to escape, he didn't want to care about anything, he didn't want to think about anything, so he wouldn't fall in love with anyone.

He just wanted to find a thatched hut against the mountain, with a table, a bed, a few acres of fields, and a hoe, and live his life like this, so that his heart would be empty and he would not feel uncomfortable anymore.

Just like the poem I'm familiar with: "First, it's best not to meet each other, so that you don't fall in love."

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, put it under his nose, and smelled the faint fragrance on it, like orchids and musk deer, which made people intoxicated.

The memory flashed back to that day, when Diao Chan came here every time before he left.

Under the dim light in the room, the beautiful Emei is faint, and the starry eyes are like water, which is as picturesque as poetry.

General, general, are you going to march?
Yes, after I kill all the enemies, I will come back and marry you, okay?
General, can you take me with you, I don't want to be separated from you.

Diaochan, you're waiting for me in Luoyang City, it's not safe outside, I'm afraid I can't keep you safe.

Okay, then I'll wait for the general to come back. This is a handkerchief embroidered by me. Take it, general, as if you were carrying me...

Also, we met at the beginning of the day.

Diao Chan's body was covered with a faint glow, like a fairy slowly coming out of the room, graceful and charming, gentle like water, just one glance made Han Yang's heart tremble.

A honey-like "Hello General" stirred up waves, and at that moment I swore from the bottom of my heart that I would marry this woman.

But after these days, he lost her, his own woman.

Han Yang blamed himself, tossing and turning his mind full of images of Diao Chan.

After a sleepless night, the next day, Zhang Liao came to report that the eighteen princes had arrived at Hulao Pass.

Damn, these dogs!To bother him looking for a wife? !
Although Han Yang was in a trance, he still rushed to Hulao Pass non-stop, vowing in his heart that he would kill the eighteenth road without leaving any behind to relieve his hatred!
The army came under pressure, and the Eighteenth Route regrouped and set up camp in front of Hulao Pass.

(End of this chapter)

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