The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

With some difficulty, his hands retracted, and Gao Zhi tried to stand up again with his hands on the ground.

"thump!!"

However, such a thing was not done, the man slipped his hand and fell to the ground weakly, lying on the ground and panting weakly.

In the distance, Dong Zhuo's bloated figure gradually became somewhat blurred. His right eye was red and swollen, and he narrowed it slightly, unable to see anything at all.

Turn around.

The line of sight gradually moved back to the sky directly above, and froze.

At this time, Gao Zhi was completely speechless, he only felt that the stiff and cold feeling like a corpse had spread to his chest, converging towards his heart.

As long as his heart also loses consciousness and stops beating, his life will be over!

...

"Oh~ finally can't get up?"

Smiling and taking two steps forward, Dong Zhuo looked down at Gao Zhi, "Really, you are obviously weak, but you are more difficult than many opponents I have encountered in the past!"

He leaned over, stretched out two fingers, wiped a smear of blood from the ground, and placed it in front of his eyes.

Dong Zhuo seemed to be aroused by the blood in front of him to be wild in his heart, and his eyes shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Well, the taste is a bit salty, hahaha, are you still alive? Then how about another blow?" Putting his bloody index finger on his tongue and slipping it around, Dong Zhuo's murderous intent resumed.

Since the enemy has not lost the ability to fight, there is no need to stop. Fighting is the only way to survive!

However, just as Dong Zhuo, who tasted the blood and had some killing intent, was walking towards Gao Zhi, a painted halberd suddenly blocked his way.

It's Lu Bu!

"..." In an instant, the happy smile on Dong Zhuo's face disappeared completely, and he looked at Lu Bu with a little vigilance, and said with a half-smile, "Could it be that my son is also eager to compete with his father?"

While talking, Dong Zhuo's eyes even spit out a bit of dark red light.

For this person, even if he is as confident as him, he still can't completely ignore him.

"... Let's just spar, I won't easily waste that hard-earned opportunity before I'm sure enough!"

After a moment of silence, Lu Bu still shook his head.

"Heh!" Dong Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, showing a playful smile on his face again, and then said in doubt, "If that's the case, what are you doing now?"

I saw Lu Bu turned his head and glanced at Gao Zhi whose breath was gradually becoming stable on the ground, and said with some deep meaning, "I don't know if you still remember, I once promised you that as long as this kid has eight parts of my ability, Then I might try your limit..."

"Hehe, there is indeed such a sentence, but... this kid doesn't have the strength you expected!"

"That's because he is still an immature fruit, but since he is still hanging on the tree, sooner or later, he will ripen."

After speaking, Lu Bu paused, looked at Dong Zhuo with provocative eyes, and said lightly, "It depends on you, foster father, dare you?!"

The tone was very relaxed, very calm, but also very heavy, very resolute, and even accompanied by an undisguised...killing intent!

"Oh?" Dong Zhuo jokingly said with an elusive smile on his lips.

"Uh ha ha ha, okay, then let this person go to you. The old man is also looking forward to the day when he grows up."

Staring at Lu Bu for a moment, Dong Zhuo raised his head and laughed loudly, and walked out of the hall.

"Well, after fighting for a long time, the old man is going to the harem to calm down and release the brakes. Fengxian will take care of the mess in the palace."

Laughing wildly, the fat and bloated body disappeared around the corner.

Gao Zhi, who was panting on the ground, witnessed all this and felt complicated.

It's just that his mind was very confused, he was very dizzy, his eyelids were heavy, his hands and feet were trembling weakly, after experiencing everything just now, he was already exhausted, but now he couldn't hold on anymore.

With a relaxed mind, he fainted immediately.

160 One Wakes Up Again

Wake up and take control of the world, drunk on the knees of beautiful women.

This sentence is undoubtedly the perfect interpretation of the ideal life that men pursued most in ancient times.

Today's Dong Zhuo has barely reached this level.

With an army of tens of thousands in Xiliang, plus tens of thousands of Luoyang Forbidden Army annexed, Dong Zhuo's floating troops have exceeded 20. There is no doubt that he is now the number one warlord in the world.

In terms of politics, Dong Zhuo's prestige also reached its peak because he overshadowed the sky with one hand in the court, abolished the former emperor Liu Bian, and praised the current emperor Liu Xie with one hand.

Take the emperor with you, so that you can't be a minister!

But don't underestimate the meaning and symbolism of this sentence.

Under the background of this era of supremacy of imperial power, public opinion and prestige are enough to start a battle that is not inferior to tens of thousands of people!

Fame and morality are always the biggest advantages in a war diplomacy!

Why did Cao Cao care so much about Xu Du's safety in the future?

It is because people all over the world want to compete for Xudu, where the emperor is!

With the emperor, you have an invisible layer of natural shell protection in diplomatic activities.

In other words, just by being famous, he can invisibly overwhelm the princes of the same rank!

It can be said that as long as the great man survives for a day, the role of the Son of Heaven will not decrease for a day!

Therefore, today's Dong Zhuo can be said to have truly achieved the pinnacle of a man.

The sweet taste of power made Dong Zhuo intoxicated, and also made Dong Zhuo inexplicably excited.

He was already full of anger because of Gao Zhi and Lu Bu, and he found the best outlet in the harem.

So, when the sun was still high, Dong Zhuo had already started to become corrupt, messing around with Jiangnan singers and maids in the harem...

"Ahahahaha, happy, happy!" Dong Zhuo's indulgent wild laughter pierced through.

At this moment, Dong Zhuo is a comfortable and pleasant person.

The daughters of the south of the Yangtze River are indeed different from the daughters of the northern regions, with fair and delicate skin and a petite and soft figure.

Under Dong Zhuo's big hands, he can pose in various poses at will, and what makes Dong Zhuo even more gratified is the delicate panting sound that seems to be dying at any time, adding a bit of a sadistic feeling.

These are things Dong Zhuo never experienced in Xiliang before.