The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

After about half a stick of incense, in the aisle of the bamboo forest, dozens of officials were all killed, fell to the ground in a disorderly manner, and turned into cold corpses.

Li Su was also knocked to the ground by Zheng Zhi, and he groaned in pain.

He was very puzzled, there was such a big commotion here, how could no one come to support for so long!

Zheng Zhi suffered some injuries, but fortunately they were not serious. At this moment, except for Li Su, everyone else is dead, and he can leave just like that.

However, Zheng Zhi pulled off the black scarf covering his face, showing an angry and stinging face, moving his steps closer to Li Su step by step.He wanted to kill this despicable and vicious guy with his own hands. Almost all the injuries he suffered were thanks to Li Su.

If it was upright, Zheng Zhi would not be so angry, because these injuries were all caused by Li Su's sneak attack by sacrificing the people in charge of Ting Wei.

In terms of actual strength, Li Su is not as good as himself by [-]%.

To be so embarrassed by such a weak guy, even if it was someone else, he would also be angry from embarrassment.

Zheng Zhi walked up to Li Su step by step. The latter seemed to have lost the strength to act, and weakly waved at Zheng Zhi repeatedly, wanting to ask for his life.

When you hurt me just now, you should have the awareness of death!

Zheng Zhi would definitely not forgive, his eyes were full of hostility, and he let out an angry growl: "Scrap, die to me!"

The sharp blade pierced down from above, trying to penetrate Li Su's entire head, from the top of the head straight to the heart.

Its method is also particularly cruel.

Li Su's heart trembled, and he took the first step.He grabbed a handful of white slaked lime from his sleeve robe and threw it towards Zheng Zhi's face who was close at hand.

Zheng Zhi never expected that this guy who was begging him for a job before would actually hide such a trick, so he hurriedly withdrew his sword to block back.

Yes, it's too late.

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Ah!

The shrill sound of pain resounded through the sky.

Zheng Zhi, who was plotted against, covered his face with one hand and staggered backwards.

I just felt that the whole face seemed to be on fire, especially his eyes, which were burning and painful, as if they were about to be gouged out with a red-hot dagger.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Li Su has never been a soft-hearted person, seeing Zheng Zhi in extreme pain, he felt an abnormal sense of comfort in his heart.Taking advantage of Zheng Zhi's unpreparedness, Li Su found the right opportunity, rushed forward and stabbed Zheng Zhi's stomach fiercely.

Zheng Zhi, who was in severe pain, suddenly groaned, swung his sword and slashed forward. Li Su couldn't dodge it, and was hit by the sword on his chest, and blood soon oozes out.

However, in comparison, Zheng Zhi's trauma was obviously more serious.Almost half of his face was corroded, his eyes were basically useless, and he couldn't see anything. The whole world was filled with darkness.

"Dog thief!"

"Dog thief!"

Zheng Zhi roared angrily, and slashed wildly on the spot like crazy.

Such violent movements naturally accelerated the flow of blood from the abdomen.

Li Su was panting sharply, but his eyes were fixed on Zheng Zhi. Now that both of them are seriously injured, it will be more difficult to compare who has the better endurance.

"Come out, come out for me!"

"You bastard!"

Zheng Zhi ran wildly in the forest, slashing the sword in his hand, still roaring continuously.But compared to before, the momentum is obviously weaker by several levels.

No matter how much Zheng Zhi yelled, Li Su would not be fooled, and did not make a sound, just watched quietly from the side, squinting his eyes, like a dormant poisonous snake.

After a while, Zheng Zhi had to stop slashing due to the loss of blood.He also knew that if this went on like this, he might bleed to death before Li Su was chopped down.

But in the midst of this thought, Li Su bowed and strode forward, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and rolled forward. He leaned forward in an instant, grabbed the blade inserted into Zheng Zhi's body with both hands, and pulled it out suddenly.

Chi!

After a soft sound, Zheng Zhi's body twitched suddenly, and then, like a deflated ball, his mind was spinning for a while, and he fell straight backwards, with his limbs and head arranged in a big character.

Blood flowed from the wound where the blade was removed, gushing out like a flood that had burst a bank.

Zheng Zhi fell to the ground, apparently dead.

But Li Su didn't rush forward, but after waiting for a while, seeing that Zheng Zhi was indeed silent, not as if he was feigning death, he approached cautiously.

When he came to Zheng Zhi's body, Li Su stretched out his legs and kicked Zheng Zhi's arm, then quickly took two steps back. Seeing that Zheng Zhi still didn't respond, he was sure that this guy was really dead.

Now that he was dead, Li Su naturally had no reason to be afraid any longer. He raised his feet and stomped hard on the corpse's bleeding abdomen, venting his anger.

If Zheng Zhi hadn't been careless just now, he might be the one who fell on the ground now.

Li Su picked up the knife from the ground, pointed it at Zheng Zhi's neck, and chopped it off.

He no longer has the strength to go after Wang Yun anymore. He thought that if he cut off this guy's head, he should be able to return to his life.

Holding the bloody head, Li Su covered his bandaged chest with the other hand, and walked slowly towards the atrium of the theater with extremely heavy steps.

On the other side, Wang Yun followed Zheng Zhi's plan and fled along the east side to the courtyard wall leading to the outside of the mansion.

At this time, Wang Yun was no longer in good spirits when he came back, his hair was disheveled and pulled on top of his head, and his robe was hung in several places by the branches along the way, looking extremely embarrassed.

Standing in front of the courtyard wall, Wang Yun raised his head and glanced upwards. The courtyard wall made of red mud tiles was at least two feet high. Can't turn over.

Remembering what Zheng Zhi said before, Wang Yun looked around, but he didn't find the so-called short hole.

He had no choice but to hold the dimly lit lantern and slowly grope around the courtyard wall.

After walking a few steps, Wang Yun seemed to kick something fluffy under his feet. He looked down at the weak light, and it turned out to be a stray dog ​​sleeping on its stomach.

There is a small dog hole where the stray dogs curl up.

Could it be that this is Zheng Zhi's so-called short hole?

Wang Yun couldn't help frowning, he was also from a family after all.

What's more, how can a person who reads stoop to come out of the dog's hole!

Thinking of this, Wang Yun kicked the dog in displeasure.

Wang!Wang!Wang!