Qin Shihuang and Duan Meng's face-slapping road

Seeing that Panda Xiaopang didn't understand what he was talking about, the genius doctor was never discouraged.

The genius doctor just shook his head, and thought to himself: This little monster really has no guard against human beings.Don't be afraid, the people next to him want to peel his skin and eat his flesh?

Thinking about it, the genius doctor suddenly remembered his original thoughts.

At first, didn't I just want to capture this little monster and study him?

"Hey, little monster, you have to know. Human beings are fickle things."

As he spoke, the genius doctor seemed to think of the past, his face suddenly sank, and he looked at the green hills outside the window with eyes tinged with vicissitudes.

"At one moment, the person you thought loved you deeply, the next moment, has actually changed, completely changed, and has empathized with someone else. He even didn't hesitate to stab you twice for another important thing."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, stroked the uneven wooden table with his hands, and murmured: "There is nothing constant in the world. Perhaps the only constant thing is that the world is always changing."

The air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

Panda Xiaopangda couldn't help but stepped forward and held his hand.

After being shaken by hand, the genius doctor showed a bitter smile. He stood up with his hands behind his back and stood alone in front of the window. He seemed to want to make the atmosphere more pleasant, but in the end, he sighed,

"The ancients said it well! Only the newcomers laugh, but the old ones cry."

Speaking of the latter, his mood was even more depressed.

Although the genius doctor didn't express anything, Panda Panda was keenly aware of the sadness surrounding the genius doctor.

It seemed that the genius doctor had encountered this before and had been changed.

The panda chubby was stunned for a moment, he stared blankly at the genius doctor, wondering why the genius doctor suddenly became depressed?

Although, the genius doctor was still careless, with a weed dangling from his mouth, and his face still had a hippie smile, cynical.

But the depression and setbacks around him made Panda Xiaopang's heart sink involuntarily.

It's like sinking into an infinite abyss.

The stuffy feeling made Panda Xiaopang feel uncomfortable all over.

Let Panda Xiaopang Da couldn't help poking it,

"Googoo?" Did anything happen to you?Why so sad?

When the genius doctor heard the words, he only glanced slightly from the corner of his eye.

At this time, Panda Xiaopangda discovered that the eyes of the miracle doctor are actually very beautiful.

The long and narrow eyes are like the eyes of a fox, with a hint of coquettishness.But in his eyes, what flashed across was desolation.

However, when the panda Xiaopangda blinked and looked again, he found that the miracle doctor had changed into ordinary almond eyes, round and very popular.

Especially, coupled with that slightly slapped face.

"Hey! Little monster, are you caring?"

The miracle doctor seems to like to use it as a self-proclaimed one.

Even, sometimes when he said it, he was a little triumphant.

Although, for some reason he was elated.

However, the miracle doctor cheered up, and the cheerfulness in his body made Panda Xiaopang not so bored anymore.

Panda Xiaopangda stared at the figure of the genius doctor entertaining himself.

He felt that the miracle doctor must have a story behind it.

Their side is so cheerful, but the other side is extremely chilling.

At the same time, on the other side, the dead tree was blown by the strong wind, and the only remaining clothes were also blown off, and the dead leaves fell to the ground.

"rustle!"

The sound of the ground grinding against dead leaves resounded all around.

And Zhao Zheng, who raised his head slightly to watch En Gong leave, lowered his eyelashes slightly.

He watched for a long time, even if the figure of benefactor completely disappeared from the horizon, he still waited there obsessively.

It seemed that just looking at that non-existent figure was enough for him.

When others saw this, they only thought that he was extremely infatuated.

Since Zhao Zheng hadn't returned yet, everyone could only freeze there, drinking the northwest wind and shivering in the cold wind.

After a while, Zhao Zhengwei turned around, stopped staying where he was, and walked towards the crowd with steady steps.

But his complexion suddenly turned cold, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

I can't see how gentle and considerate he was before.

Zhao Zheng walked here with his hands behind his back.

Every step he takes has a trace of natural charm.

When the wind blows, he has no loss of poise and grace.

The white robe with cloud patterns fluttered in the wind; a strand of blue silk emerged from the crown, slightly outlining his beautiful and exquisite face.

Those eyes that didn't match his age and contained wisdom made him beautiful like a crown of jade.

Such a Pianpian young master, coupled with a sense of immortality, is even more impossible to ignore.

Among the crowd, no matter if they were poor girls or rich girls, they were all fascinated by his handsome appearance.

For example, Liu Wan'er, Xie Cui, Liu Cui and others.

As for the group of people who dared to hurt Panda Panda, their legs trembled in fear, and they dared not look directly at them.

They just felt that this person was so arrogant that they were forced to kneel and kowtow, without daring to say another word.At the same time, they also felt a chill on their necks, and a feeling that they would die at any moment, which made them unable to bear the fear and fear in their eyes.

On the other hand, the women on the side covered their mouths and started whispering,

"Miss, young lady, this young man is so handsome."

"Nonsense." The young lady at the side covered her mouth with a shy expression, and peeked at Zhao Zheng.

"My lady has grown up so much, I have never seen such a handsome young man, so, so charming."

"This person is as beautiful as a crown jade, and has a peerless elegance. If you can marry this person, you will die without regret."

"This young man is so handsome. He is several times more handsome than the talented people in the storybook."

"Good, so handsome!"

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When other men looked at their shy appearance, they felt jealous and envious.

But Zhao Zheng, who was so nympho, looked indifferent.

Everyone saw Zhao Zheng walking in front of the soldiers.

The soldiers were behind him, as if they were ready to go into battle to kill the enemy and listen to Zhao Zheng's orders.

With Zhao Zheng at the head, this group of scattered soldiers seemed to have the head of a dragon in an instant.

Under the leadership of this person, it can be said that they are invincible and strong.

Zhao Zheng, who was the leader, lowered his eyelashes slightly. He was as tall and straight as a mountain, as elegant as a bamboo, and he had the posture of a fairy, spontaneously born.

At the same time, he had a sword tied around his waist, like a sword, extremely ruthless.

"Clanging"

Slightly out of the sheath, he stroked the shiny sword body, his eyes covered by eyelashes were filled with unknown emotions.

After a while, he glanced at the soldiers beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Although this woman claims to be Liu Wan'er, she is wearing a fine attire, and she is suspected of being a domestic traitor. Drag her to the lord general and let the lord general decide."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers beside him dragged Liu Wan'er away.

No matter how Liu Wan'er struggled and screamed,

"This girl is not far away, the daughter of Shengde Town! This girl's father pays a lot of taxes every year! You are not allowed to pull this girl!"

However, who would take care of her?In this era of war and chaos, what is manslaughter?Injustice, what is it?

Even if she is unwilling, even if she growls, even if she struggles, she still cannot escape the fate of being dragged away.

Accompanied by the sound of "treading" footsteps and the sound of "hiss!", Liu Wan'er was completely dragged away.

The other women who were originally in love suddenly woke up and looked at Zhao Zheng with a little fear.

But Zhao Zheng lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a strange and imperceptible smile, with bloodthirsty flickering in his eyes,

"Everything is decided by the Lord. Pull them all away."

In an instant, all the people who had hurt the benefactor were dragged away.

As someone who had confronted the general before, Zhao Zheng knew very well what the fate of these people would be like.

However, what does this have to do with him?

The one with blood on his hands will be the notorious general, not him.

Therefore, benefactor will not blame him, will not hate him, and will not look at him with hatred.

Thinking about it, Zhao Zheng curled his lips slightly, revealing a shallow smile.

"Emperor..."

These words with a hint of nostalgia have been here for a long time and cannot be dissipated.

On the other side, in the small town, the master will put a hot face on Lian Er and a cold butt.

Although Lian'er always didn't like to respond to him, the general was enjoying himself.

As long as he can get along with Lian Er in the same room, the general will feel very happy.

However, Lian'er's thoughts were completely opposite to his.

Lian'er felt extremely painful when she got along with the master.

suddenly,

"It's getting late, it's time to eat."

Hearing this, Lian'er's eyes brightened slightly, "You're right, go back and have dinner."

Lian'er longed for the master to leave.

But when the Lord General heard this, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart, "I knew that you cared about me. I also knew that you were afraid that I would not be used to it here."

Seeing that he was so narcissistic, Lian Er didn't know what to say, she just drooped her eyelashes and ignored him.

But the general saw that he did not deny it, and his expression became even more joyful.

He hurriedly asked people to come in and brought in the food.

"This is the general's chef. His level is no less than the monarch's chef."

As he said that, the chief general took the initiative to pick up a piece of meat for Lian Er with his chopsticks.

But Lian'er was extremely disgusted in her heart. On the face, he quickly picked up the bowl and said, "No need. You're hungry, just eat. You don't need to pick it up for me."

As she said that, Lian'er moved her chopsticks to pick up vegetables to eat.

"It's so kind of you to care about me so much." The master mistook Lian Er for caring about himself, and felt more at ease.

Lian Er didn't care about the commander's self-righteousness.

He was thinking with all his heart and eyes, where did Mr. Zhao go?

How much he hoped that Mr. Zhao could come here and break the chatter of the general.

In fact, the general did not have so many words on weekdays.

He just wanted to get closer to Lian Er.

But Lian'er is a porcelain doll, she doesn't speak at all.

However, this made the Lord General love Lian Er even more.

Poor Lin Lianzhi was too sick to speak.

Thinking of it, the chief general couldn't help stretching out his hand.

Lian Er quickly dodged and looked at the general vigilantly.

Being rejected, the Lord will feel slightly hurt.

It seemed that Lian'er was still wary of him and was hurt by what he had done.

"Lian'er, I like you, do you know?" The master general raised his eyes slightly, looked at Lian'er, and held Lian'er's little hand tenderly, "I have always been cold-hearted, but I have been in love with you. So, you Stop hating me, okay?"

But upon hearing this, Lian Er quickly withdrew her hands as if she had been scalded by something, with a hint of fear in her eyes, she shrank back, "Go, I don't want to hear your explanation."

Seeing Lian'er's fierce reaction, the chief general sighed slightly, stopped pressing, and turned to eat.

Seeing that the Lord would no longer persecute her, Lian'er let out a sigh of relief as the stone hanging in her heart sank to the ground.

"Lian'er, come, eat this dish, this dish has been made with 49 days of juice..." The chief general introduced the dishes, and put some food for Lian'er.

But Lian'er disliked the food he picked up and ate it herself.

But Lian'er didn't say anything.

Unless the master will ask him, "Do you like this dish?"

"..." Lian Er remained silent.

"...What do you think of this dish?"

"..." Lian'er remained silent.

The chief general's face darkened, "It seems that this dish is not to your liking." Then, he threw the chopsticks on the table, "Crack!"

"Come here! Pull out the person who made this dish and kill him!"

As soon as the lord general said this, Lian'er's face moved slightly, "Why are you so angry?"

Seeing this, the general looked at Lian'er morbidly, his eyes twisted slightly, and he said happily:

"It's enough to give you a sip."

Hearing this, Lian'er fell silent, picked up her chopsticks, and picked up vegetables to eat.

It has to be said that Lian Er's emotions became inexplicably complicated after being said so affectionately by the general.

As for the beheaded chef, who cares?

There is no kind Panda Panda here, no one to intercede for the chef.

It's funny to say.

The only person who can help the chef is not a human being, but a monster.

If Panda Panda was here, the chef would definitely not die.

Unfortunately, Panda Panda is not here.

So, in the distance, under the setting sun, the young boy whose face was spattered with blood knelt on the ground, watched his innocent father beheaded in front of him, opened his protruding eyes, went crazy, and roared: "Father! "

Here is the cruel Warring States period, and there has never been a day of peace.

If you want peace, you have to fight for it yourself.

At this moment, the young boy who suddenly understood this cruel truth held his cold head and said, "Father..."

He raised his head, smiled idiotically, and shed cold tears.