when i dress up as zhuge liang

When Diao Chan went out on a secret mission, Xie Xiaofei and Zhao Yun were packing their things with Shadow and preparing to leave.

Long's obsession made Shadow very disappointed in him, and after repeated persuasion to no avail, Shadow finally decided to give up.

The three of them didn't go far after leaving the organization, but hid themselves and kept an eye on the dragon's whereabouts.After all, they have lived together for many years, and Shadow couldn't give up his friendship with Long after all.They found that Cao Cao's subordinates were transported in from Wei State one after another, mixed with the already large number of mercenaries, ready to attack at any time.

Long arranged everything, and finally led the desperadoes to set off on the night of the fifth day.

But it said Diao Chan's side.

After accepting the task, she got a reminder of Lu Bu's location, and after two days of trekking, she finally found a certain "brave and foolhardy" God of War.

At that time, Lu Bu was drinking tea in a small town near Fusang, surrounded by fear and admiration from passers-by.

The God of War is unparalleled, his name resounds throughout the entire continent.The man was tall, but not intimidating. His handsome and domineering features showed that he was far stronger than ordinary people.

Diao Chan inquired about Lu Bu's work and rest habits, and successfully entered the performance team with the help of her beautiful dancing posture and appearance.

The sky darkened, and a bonfire was lit in the Gobi.Lu Bu walked back to his tent alone, and saw a pink silhouette in the firelight.The girl's body is soft and boneless, but every glance reveals a fierce and deadly temptation that cannot be ignored.He obviously couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but he had an intuition that she must be a stunning beauty.

New dancer?It's as beautiful as a dream...

The mighty God of War thumped.

After many years, he had the urge to keep someone by his side for the second time.The burly man went straight to the girl in the flames, and stretched out his right hand to her.He was like a little boy who had tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, licking his lips nervously, and a voice that he thought was soft but sounded like a bell suddenly came out: "What's your name?"

The girl smiled and narrowed her eyes, her delicate facial features looked even more illusory under the firelight, like a fairy from outside the world.Her voice is as irresistible as her appearance:

"My concubine's name is Diao Chan."

Diao Chan, the most beautiful woman on the King's Continent, has become the possession of the God of War Lu Bu since this night.No one noticed her existence, just like everyone only cared about the number of Lu Bu's defeated generals, but never went into the details of their names.

Men who fall in love usually don't know how to hide their stupidity, and Lu Bu is no different.He bought the best clothes and jewelry to give to his sweetheart, just to get a trivial smile.If he is lucky enough to see Diao Chan Yiwu, he will be in a trance for the next few days, as if he is in a cloud.

Oh, don't ask him what it's like to be gentle.Cicada is so weak, how could he be willing to hurt her at all.

Diao Chan was very satisfied with all this.In fact, from the moment she stepped into Lu Bu's camp, such an ending was already doomed.No one can resist her charm, just like no one can resist the temptation of delicious food.

It's obviously not essential, but it's a sweet treat.

Lu Bu's tense nerves were finally softened unconsciously.He indulged in Diao Chan's forged love vortex and gave his most precious sincerity.And Diaochan finally got his blood and gave it to the long-awaited dragon.

When Long's army arrived, Lu Bu was still sleeping soundly.He rested his head on Diao Chan's soft knee, sniffing the faint fragrance of flowers and fell into a dream.His dreams echoed with brisk music, and the tapping of footsteps mixed with the crackling of the campfire.A small, beautiful figure danced around the fire, smooth and lively movements like the breeze and rain, soothing his pain.The noise of horseshoes could be heard in the distance, getting closer and louder.He stood up abruptly, like a frightened bird, clenched the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand.As a result, the scene that was supposed to be harmonious and joyful was instantly buried in blood red, and finally came to an abrupt end with a cry!

Lu Bu woke up from the dream, cold sweat rolled down his handsome cheeks, just soaking the hem of Diao Chan's clothes.Fires were everywhere outside the tent, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, but Diao Chan was still so gentle and beautiful.

Sensing the movement outside the tent, Lu Bu's fighting spirit, which had been silent for a long time, boiled up again.He put on his armor, took his weapon, gave Diao Chan a comforting smile, and went straight out.

Outside the camp, besieged on all sides.

The black crowd looks like bloodthirsty ants, which is disgusting.Lu Bu has long been used to being provoked by all walks of life—he seems to have become a standard by which to measure whether a person or organization is strong enough.

Of course, those guys who dared to draw their weapons against him turned into fertilizer in the end.

Long stood in front of the crowd, facing the man exuding a strong murderous aura.And Xie Xiaofei and the others were also nervously lurking in the periphery.

The air was unusually quiet, and everyone was waiting in place, as if they could face each other forever.Until a certain moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the night, as if the fuse of the battle was instantly ignited.

It's on the verge!

Hundreds of people fight against one person, and they are not afraid of one after another.The disparity in the number of comparisons is just a one-sided massacre!The dark red Fang Tian painted halberd slashed down heavily, harvesting the lives of the mercenaries like a death scythe.Lu Bu is like a true God of War, invincible and indomitable!The screams one after another resounded throughout the Gobi, echoing in Xie Xiaofei's heart.

The smell of blood permeated the air, stirring his stomach violently, making him almost vomit.Zhao Yun covered Xie Xiaofei's eyes, and whispered in his ear, every word was comforting.

The shadow frowned, staring intently at the battlefield.He saw flesh and blood flying everywhere, the familiar mercenaries fell down one after another, while the man in the middle of the battlefield stood upright, red-eyed.His friend Long fought hard, his armor was cracked, and his body was covered with cuts and bruises.

For the first time in his life, Long felt fear, the kind of life-threatening fear, and fled from the depths of his blood, but he didn't even have a chance to escape.In the face of absolute power, all schemes are false.Long didn't have time to implement any plan, he could only watch his subordinates die like grass, and he had to retreat again and again.

When the heavy Fang Tian's painted halberd swung past his eyes again, the dragon's weapon finally completed its final mission and became a broken waste.Having lost his weapon, the dragon had no hope of surviving. He closed his eyes angrily, complaining about the shadow's cowardice and betrayal.Even now, he still believes that it was the shadow's departure that led to this ending.

However, the expected pain did not come, and a dragon roar roared past, blocking Fang Tian's painting halberd with a "clang"!The dragon opened his eyes in disbelief, and saw the white figure standing in front of him.The man holds a long gun in his hand and stands tall. Who is it but a shadow that has gone and returned!

Long didn't have time to reminisce with the shadow, how powerful the God of War is, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest distraction.The two finally started working together again as before.With the shadow of one enemy against one hundred and the dragon with superior intelligence, their cooperation shakes the world, and they will not lose to anyone.

The undefeated God of War was finally defeated.He knelt heavily on the ground, blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, soaking the red scarf on his chest.Fang Tian's painted halberd was inserted into the ground to support his body, preventing him from falling down, but the man's breathing was still weak.At the end of his consciousness, he saw the girl he was thinking of, as beautiful as when he first saw him, as if he had entered a dream and could never wake up again.

And Diao Chan, who just ran out of the tent, finally found her shadow again.Like Lu Bu always chasing her, Diao Chan looks up to someone.It's just that this person will never stay for her, even unwilling to give a superfluous look.

God of War is dead, Long and Ying survived successfully, and they became the only survivors on the entire battlefield.

"You, do it yourself."

The shadow left such a sentence, then turned and left, not noticing the pink figure in the distance.And Long stared at his receding back, frowning.

Xie Xiaofei and Zhao Yun followed around the battlefield, not looking directly at the land from the beginning to the end.Xie Xiaofei couldn't prevent Lu Bu's death, just like the shadow was destined to become Zhao Zilong.He can only participate in everything that happens on the King's Continent, and he has no right to change it.

The smell of blood in the air could not dissipate for a long time, and the footsteps of the shadow were slow and firm, as if he was not leading to a distant place full of loneliness.

From this moment on, he really lost everything: organization, friendship, and identity as a mercenary.He became an orphan again, nowhere to live and alone.

Xie Xiaofei looked at him, as if looking at the former Zhao Yun.He subconsciously grasped Zhao Yun's hand, hoping to pass on his body temperature, even though that hand was warmer than his own.

The shadow is gone, but the dragon remains.When Cao Cao came to the messy Gobi, he warmly welcomed the winner of the battle.Long is no longer the most powerful mercenary leader. He lost his subordinates and can only temporarily commit himself to others.

Two dogs fight, play off.Cao Cao, the fisherman, has indeed done a good job.

While cleaning the battlefield, Cao Cao noticed the beautiful dancer girl and asked Long about her origin.Looking at Diao Chan with downcast eyes, Long replied lightly, "An old friend."

"In that case, let's come together."

Cao Cao never minded recruiting talented people.

Diao Chan stood obediently behind Cao Cao, hiding all her emotions, as if she really joined his camp.

She took one last look at Lu Bu who was kneeling on the ground, her beautiful pupils were full of confusion.

The revenge is successful, why, she is not happy?

Diao Chan remembered that winter night ten years ago, when she saw Lu Bu's face amidst the blood.

Ten years ago, she was just an ordinary person who liked to dance and had family and partners who loved her, but she accidentally picked up the dying young God of War.She gave him water and food, and danced for him around the campfire.

Her figure is lingering in the heart of the God of War, but in the end she got the ending that all the clansmen were slaughtered.

The god of war, who was used to killing, obviously took the sound of passing horses' hoofs as a signal of hostile forces, so he doubted the goodwill of her and the tribe, and then launched an attack.

But Lu Bu didn't know that the "two" women he fell in love with in his limited life happened to have only one name.

"Want to admire my dancing posture?"

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Lu Bu's background story:

The man fell on the side of the road, dying.The smell of blood attracted flies to buzz.Dirty, fragile bugs waiting to devour their massive prey.

But they didn't wait after all.The wandering convoy stops, and the gentle hand delivers clean water. "Live." The little girl's voice was as sweet as the sounds of nature.

live.

Night fell.The breeze blows the wormwood, and the girl dances around the burning fire.The dying man is fascinated, is he in a dream?

The earth trembled slightly.Keen ears immediately noticed that it was a fast approaching horseshoe.

wake up.Man clenches his fist.Doubt grows.

People walk around the bonfire, preparing for the night camp.Suspected of being betrayed, the man raised his butcher knife decisively.

The old and the weak fell one by one without any resistance.

The sound of horseshoes gradually drifted away, but never approached. It turned out that it was really just passing by.The blood filled the roadside.The joy just now was like a dream, the man was holding Fang Tian's painting chop, standing alone.Dreams are always fleeting.

How many years have passed since then?

"Red rabbit among horses, Lu Bu among people."

His strength is extraordinary, and he is invincible across the continent, but what is compared with the mighty "God of War" in the world is the name of "brave but not resourceful".

Lu Bu sneered inwardly.Either he wants to use himself, or he wants to die.This world is so cruel.

Yes, maybe some people are willing to become weapons in the hands of others, such as... Bai Qi.Lu Bu obviously had no interest in such a fate.

No one is born as cheap as a pig and dog, I will live and get everything I want.

Forbearance and forbearance, betrayal and betrayal, almost, he thought he had touched the world.

Until the woman dances before her eyes.

Through the graceful dance, he saw a dream.A long, long time ago, by the distant campfire... the moment of joy was so beautiful, it was like reminiscing about the countless life-saving springs at night.

Again, woke up from a dream.

The Divine Comedy fell down with a bang, and his consciousness was so clear.

The unique sincerity, in exchange for the worst end.Heroes have their end.

The man in the black robe let out a hoarse laugh. "You can choose."

What to choose? The only choice is to survive, to get the scourge of reincarnation.

Just want to live, because no one wants to die, but everyone wants you to die.

"In this world, there is the biggest secret, and the clues are hidden in the heavenly book." The man in black robe said to himself. "I tried my best to get close to it. You are the best test subject."

"Not reconciled? Then go beyond reincarnation."

Before you know it, your body can start to move again.Familiar with the touch, it is Fang Tian's painting halberd.Power, power kept pouring in.Consciousness, like a candle in the wind, flickers on and off.But that obsession became more and more clear.

If you can't be an adult, then you should become a demon.

live, then...

Diao Chan background story:

Can you dance?

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, there is a graceful figure dancing.Countless eyes stared intently.

keep jumping...

"In this chaotic world, your existence is just a dream. Just let the men dream, and they will all succumb to your dance skirt."

In the dream, the only one who is awake is himself.

To be awake is to live.

She pours wine for the victor.The man Gao Guanchangling, with a dignified appearance, held her wrist tightly with the smell of alcohol all over his body. "Diao Chan, wait. As soon as tomorrow is over, I will present the world to you..."

Her eyes were full of admiration, and she truly felt that even she would be deceived.Lu Bu, the god of war, may have revealed a trace of sincerity, but when it comes to fighting for the chance to survive, sincerity is so insignificant.

Fang Tian's painted halberd scratched God of War's hand, and a trace of blood flowed into the wine glass.

Deep in the shadows of the veil, the dragon took the goblet.

"With this... the secret technique of blood, even the God of War can't resist it. Diao Chan, wait. Tomorrow..."

The sun rises and sets.

A faint fragrance wafted across the battlefield, and the figure swayed in the wind like a dance, blooming flowers of blood.

It's not the dancing girl Diaochan, but the scout Diaochan, looking for a familiar figure against the scattered deserters.

do you died?

Are they all dead?

Is the God of War, Lv Bu, really invincible? In the face of absolute strength, all tricks that are not on the table are false.

But I know you are here, here.

A man with a silver gun stands on a hill, looking back at the battlefield.

There are dead bodies everywhere, and blood is everywhere. This familiar smell is like the place we first met.

Diao Chan anxiously looked for it, but she didn't know that they were getting farther and farther away.

A phantom dancer infiltrates the camp.There sat the new victor, the one who made money.And prostrate on the ground... Tears silently left their cheeks.

"Who?" Xiongxiong noticed something.

"An old friend."

Diao Chan smiled and stepped into the tent.Covered in blood but full of demeanor, stained with sin but peerless elegance.To be awake is to live.To live is to meet again.

It is very simple to do this, just weave a beautiful dream.

The day when flowers bloom again, people will meet again.

"Don't fall in love with my concubine!"