[King of Glory] King's Mainland Food Talk

In the days that followed, Ji Ling received some new customers one after another. The monarch of the Kingdom of Shu was not like the "ears and shoulders" written in the history, but a handsome guy with blue hair and a friendly smile. It's no wonder Princess Paohuo of the Wu Kingdom actually knew him and agreed with him.

Legend has it that the well-known military master Zhuge, who counted all his strategies, has a flash effect. From hair to clothing to the floating Eight Diagrams fan in his hand, everything is exuding bulingbuling brilliance, so that Daji always doesn't care about others. People with good looks couldn't help but say "this little brother is so beautiful" the first time they saw it, and Ji Ling asked jokingly: "Why don't you praise Li Bai for being beautiful?" Daji thought seriously Afterwards, he replied, "But this little brother can shine~ I feel more beautiful~", so Zhuge, who has blue fluorescence for various reasons, was promoted to No.1 on the beauty list of diners in the Four Seasons Store.

The genius doctor who traveled all over the world is really taciturn, and he hardly speaks more than ten sentences every time he enters the store, usually "this", "this", "this", "don't put spicy", "the boss pays the bill", and then left, but unexpectedly The genius doctor who is not good at words is actually good friends with Li Bai. The last time we met in the store, they had a cordial and friendly conversation, although from the beginning to the end it was basically the sword fairy talking and drinking, and then Bian Que "um" "um "Yeah" nods to eat vegetables.

The old master has a bit of an old urchin's sense of humor. Last time I entered the store, I asked Ji Ling what kind of decorations would be more interesting to hang on her beard during the festival. Daji handed over a pink bow next to her, and the master laughed. He actually brought it up, so all the students in Jixia looked at each other with wide eyes that day.

【I just said my wife is gay...】

[Really, the master and the great magister Jiang Ziya fell in love and killed each other...]

Rumors swept Jixia with an unimaginable angle and speed.

Then, at an ordinary evening, the door of the store was suddenly pushed open, and a faint smell of blood immediately swept in from the wind blowing through the door.

The pink lotus flowers were scattered, and the temples were slightly chaotic. The peerless dancer staggered a step, and fell to the ground pitifully. With a low cough, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.

Ji Ling was taken aback by this situation, hurriedly stepped forward, and grabbed the beauty, "Xiaochan? What's wrong with you?"

Diao Chan hadn't spoken yet, when she closed her eyes, a string of tears trickled down her cheeks.

She seemed to be extremely sad, but she just murmured: "Playing with people's hearts will eventually lead to backlash. I have already tasted my retribution..."

"Stop talking, I'll find a doctor for you." Ji Ling stretched out her hand to hug her, the weak and boneless beauty fainted while speaking, so that when Ji Ling picked her up, her body was completely limp Drooping into a pitiful curve.

There were many tiny scratches on her body, and when Ji Ling picked her up, there were drops of blood dripping down her body, like fallen petals.

Using the system’s summoning function for shop assistants, Daji was called in an emergency, and Daji summoned Zhang Liang urgently with the Lingling Chain. After flipping through the Book of Lingling, the whereabouts of the genius doctor was known, so Ji Ling took the navigation chain, and the speed He caught Bian Que who was squatting in the deep mountains collecting herbs, and then, the genius doctor who still held three test tubes filled with unknown green liquid between his fingers, was dragged to Diao Chan's bedside.

"This is poison, this is tonic, and this is experimental medicine. Don't touch it." Putting down the three identical test tubes, Bian Que said to everyone with his usual paralyzed face.

Ji Ling couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. The attitude of this scientific experiment is too loose... At least you should make a label... Don't be afraid to confuse the exact same miserable green.

However, Bian Que, a well-known genius doctor in both worlds, really lived up to his reputation. After taking a dose of medicine (Nima is a miserable green liquid, is it possible that all the medicines in the King's Continent are miserable green?), Diao Chan's breath is already very stable, The blood returned to the beautiful cheeks. As for the small scratches on the body, Bian Que left a box of emerald green ointment. After applying it with the help of Ji Ling and Daji, most of them have begun to heal.

"The main reason is that the chest was injured by the inner strength like sword qi, and the five internal organs were weak, but it's okay. After drinking my medicine, it will be fine after a few days of recuperation." Although Bian Que has always been reticent, when it comes to professional He also talked eloquently, detailing everything, and gave Ji Ling detailed instructions, and left a few bottles of potions brewed on the spot. This time, there were finally two bottles of other colors. For some reason, Ji Ling let out a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the night, Diao Chan woke up slowly. The sound of the wind blowing leaves in her ears almost made her think that she had returned to the heartbreaking battlefield. In the moonlight and the soft light, the handsome woman held a lamp and read a book with her head down. Her trembling heart slowly fell back again. At this moment, she was in a safe place.

Ji Ling soon realized that the patient had woken up, so she brought a bowl of water without asking any other words, "Your injury will take a few days to recuperate, if there is nothing important, you can stay with me for a few days."

Diao Chan supported the edge of the bed and got up slowly. Her long black hair had been let down, and it was draped softly on her shoulders and back. Her body had been carefully cleaned and she put on a clean nightgown. She reached out to catch the water and brought it to her face. , eyes drooping, the beautiful woman's slender eyelashes reflected on the water, she clearly experienced such deep sadness, but she can still smile slowly at this moment, "Since he picked up the dragon organization, no one has helped me yet. Healed injuries.” In the mercenary regiment, if you get injured on a mission, you often go to the doctor for treatment. More often than not, you just do it yourself, so you can deal with it. Anyway, most capable people have strong self-healing ability, and ordinary wounds , You can recover quickly on your own.

The familiar face in the reflection is so charming and lovely, hidden by the faint eyelashes, the watery eyes always contain a moving water color, she drank the water slowly, finally lost sight of the face reflected in the water, and then suddenly looked like As in the past, with such a charming and charming smile, she said to Ji Ling: "Being so kind to me, I really want to fall in love with you."

However, Ji Ling did not respond to this kind of intimate joke with a smile as usual, but looked down at those beautiful eyes with curved and moving curves, and sighed softly, "If you don't want to laugh, don't force it anymore. Being sad is not something to be ashamed of." Probably because a certain old deer who has been in vicissitudes for decades suddenly jumped up, but Ji Ling is more aware of other people's emotions than before, forced to smile or something, and feels distressed just looking at it ah.

I saw that bright smile suddenly stopped, and then slowly retreated, the purple eyes flashed blank for a moment, and then tears welled up, and Diao Chan suddenly burst into tears, like a wronged little girl.

She was silent when she wept, but the teardrops rolled down her cheeks, and the deep sadness in her eyes was so unbearable, Ji Ling felt as if she saw one of her little sisters being wronged, and couldn't help it Sighing again, he reached out and hugged her.

"Okay, okay..." Holding her in her arms, gently stroking her hair, Ji Ling coaxed softly, "Cry if you want, it's okay, no matter what, I will be with you .”

"I don't want to do this task... I didn't want to do it from the beginning..." Diao Chan cried softly, "I'm dead... Everyone died, and he disappeared... I can't find the meaning of my life..." Tears Rolling and falling, the wind outside the window is getting faster and faster, the sound of rustling leaves and the low sobbing sound are intertwined, and they seem to be indistinguishable from each other.

The author has something to say: Those who fall in love are all floating clouds, and flirting with girls is their job!

☆、Cp Fanwai Diaochan's Shura Field (1)

Swords and blood, in this troubled world, homeless and countryless refugees, waiting for the end of their wandering, is it an oasis of survival or a desperate withering?

No one knows where she came from, not even the girl herself. Wearing rags and clothes soaked in blood and dust, standing in front of the collapsed ruins, the little child does not cry or make noise, just hangs her head , Looking at the phantom of a small lotus blooming quietly at his fingertips, the power is still very weak, so that the phantom of the lotus is like a TV screen with poor contact, mottled and unstable, it only lasts for a moment and then withers.

Maybe it was the awakening of power at a critical moment, or maybe it was because of the awakening of power that impacted her young memory. She couldn't remember where she came from, and she couldn't remember whether she had family members. The beginning of her memory was only endless yellow sand, dilapidated Collapsing buildings, noises from all directions tell the pain of the war, and small lotus flowers blooming intermittently at the fingertips.

Someone stopped in front of her. It was a woman. It could be seen that she was probably a beauty when she was young. The faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes concealed the bitter vicissitudes of time. The golden bell on her wrist was already mottled and dimmed by the wind and sand. The woman reached out and lifted her up. s face.

A small face, blank with no sadness or joy, through the dust and dust of the mess, the woman has seen the beauty of the stunning world in the future.

"Follow me. From now on, you will be my apprentice. You will step on the breeze like a sable, and your temples will shake like a jade cicada. From now on, you will be called Diao Chan." Graceful.

Named Diaochan, naturally she should be a peerless dancer.

Naturally, women are not entirely out of good intentions. In this precarious world, everything may lose value quickly, but peerless beauty will never lose its value. The woman has a premonition that this girl will bring her Great wealth.

Want to live?

Don't want to go hungry anymore?Worry again?To be regarded as ants and drive away at will?

Then dance to your heart's content, your beauty is the talent bestowed by God, in this troubled world, your dancing posture is the most beautiful dream, let those eyes be intoxicated by your dream.

The old woman no longer has the beauty of youth, but deep in those eyes full of years, there is still a strange and deadly allure burning.

Under the woman's guidance, she soon became a famous dancer.

Countless eyes were on her skirt, her graceful limbs and her breathtaking face.

The intoxicated admiration, the whirlpool of intoxicated dreams, but her gaze was always sober.

"Never indulge in your own dreams. Only when you are awake can you grasp other people's hearts and let yourself live." The woman taught her sternly, "How soft and beautiful the dance is, how hard the heart must be. You have to learn to control and play with others. Your heart, and don't let others hold your heart." The woman looked older and older, but her eyes were not cloudy at all. Between looking around, people felt that her heart was shaken, and those eyes touched her peerless. Wushuang's cheeks, admiring with satisfaction: "Your conditions are really unique, don't waste your talent."

Thus, she became a peerless dancer, her loving and smiling eyes will always look at you sincerely and deeply, making you immersed in the illusion of illusory beauty, her voice is gentle and charming, her smile is as intoxicating as wine, Her words make you feel like falling, but deep in those eyes that seem to be so emotional, there is only indifference and calmness.

Just to survive, that's all.

Life is so precious, no one will cherish life more than those who have experienced troubled times.

So that day, when she was still young, she drifted with the wandering convoy, and the mottled scars she saw were so familiar, while the dying people on the roadside could only resign themselves to their fate, let the buzzing flies and faint thirst test The tenacity of life.

As a person with abilities, she can hear the tension of life better than ordinary people. Whether she has run out of fuel or just missed a chance, the masked girl is holding a pitcher, passing by those figures struggling to survive, Select those lives that are still struggling vigorously, and send them the clear spring that symbolizes life.

"Live." She said this to everyone. In such a troubled world, this is the greatest kindness she can give.

One of them was very different, he was clearly dying, but she could hear the roaring sound of his river of life. He... was also a capable person, and she couldn't help but sigh for such a domineering breath of life. She bent down regardless of discrimination, and gently handed over clear water.

"Live." The girl's voice sounded in such a background, and it was as sweet as the sound of heaven.

But the man grabbed the hand that passed the water, his face was covered with dust and blood, and his eyes were burning like burning coals, "Let me see how you look." The hoarse voice was faint.

She looked down at him, the person lying in the dust was so embarrassed, for a moment, she took off her veil, and looked down at him without joy or sorrow.

Letting go of the hand holding her, the man drank the clear water with all his strength, and then closed his eyes again, as if he had exhausted all his strength in that action just now.

The girl put her veil back on and turned to leave.

That day, in the middle of the wandering convoy, a girl danced on a flower array that was not strong, and the wormwood was blown by the breeze, and the pleasant bells rang in it, like a gentle whisper.

No one noticed that in the shadow, the man who was struggling between life and death, his burning eyes reflected the light shadow.

The woman is still dead, she forgot that all investments are risky, especially when you meet customers who do not intend to trade fairly, the possibility of cutting you down and stealing your goods is far greater than following the rules Possibility of a fair sale.

Diao Chan's ability was not strong at that time, probably because women knew nothing about it and could not teach her. Her abilities that are more ornamental than practical can be used to bluff ordinary people. There is no deterrence.

That day, she met an unscrupulous strong man.

Such a beautiful scenery, of course, should be chained up, locked in one's own yard, and surrendered at one's own feet forever, the greedy predator smiled coldly.

On that day, blood flowed like a river, and a whole caravan of people were slaughtered, just because the greedy hands tried to snatch the dream that made the world intoxicated.

Only the beautiful flower array could not stop the evil attack, the dancing sleeves trembled slightly, and the force of the impact caused her to stagger to the ground. Could it be that life is about to end today?Although she cherishes life, there is no need to cherish the life that only looks hopeless at a glance.

Then, she saw the thunder of her life.

In the myth, the gods summoned thunder and lightning, split the darkness of the world, and split the darkness of the sky and the earth with the momentum of burning all things. When she was young, she would always want to see the thunderstorm that split in the wilderness during the rainstorm. Trembling and subdued by the mighty power of nature, if the myth is true, then only a god-man can summon such a powerful force.

However, that day, she saw the myth that belonged to her.

The thunder from the long spear smashed all the hustle and bustle, his figure was as swift as the wind, but every time the long spear was pulled out, it brought howling thunder and lightning.

The executioner who was a moment ago has become the corpse man at this moment.

When the gun shadow stopped in front of her, she could only raise her head, facing the direction of the sun, and saw that silent and stern face.

When his eyes fell on her face, they fluttered slightly, which is not surprising, no one can stay completely still when seeing her for the first time, unless they can't look at her, but his fluctuations are extremely small, but After a while, he returned calm and unwavering.

He looked at her, and after a while, he said flatly: "You are not my mission target..." The man looked back at the fallen figures all over the floor, "It seems that I have completed the mission." As the man said, he was about to turn around leave.

"Wait a minute," at that moment, she heard the sound of her real heartbeat. After so many years of life, only at this moment did she seem to understand the meaning of living, "I want to walk with you."

The man was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something: "Do you want to be a mercenary too?"

"Mercenary? Is it like you?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Okay, I will."

"Well... the dragon should like you." The man named Zhao Yun nodded, stretched out his hand to pull her up, and brought her back to the dragon organization that had just taken shape.

That day, she found the meaning of her existence.

Can one day, let me dance for you to see?

I dance in the light, you are my candle shadow, you fight in the dark, I am your moon shadow.

The author has something to say: Relationship introduction:

The Dragon Organization is a mercenary group whose head is codenamed "Dragon". According to historical analysis, its identity should be Gongsun Zan (Zhao Yun's first lord).

In the regiment, the top killer's code name is "Shadow", and his identity is Zhao Yun.

One of the members is Diao Chan

Diao Chan was picked up by Zhao Yun and brought back to the Dragon Organization.

The man Diao Chan saved back then was Lu Bu, but Diao Chan didn’t remember it herself (it’s normal that Lu Bu’s image was too embarrassing to recognize at the time)

Hmm~ The relationship is so bloody~~~

☆、Cp Fanwai Diaochan's Shura Field (2)

The atmosphere of the mercenary group is still good. Although most of them are alone, and most of the tasks assigned are single-person tasks, occasionally, there will be large-scale tasks that everyone cooperates with.

When everyone mentions her at the beginning, they always jokingly say that this is the little girl picked up by Zhao Yun, as if she was picked up to cultivate a girl, but as she gradually learned the real way to use power , began to become independent, such a joke is just a pure joke.

She also quite likes those companions with different personalities and strengths. It was from them that she realized the meaning of companions for the first time.

Of course, she has not forgotten the original intention of joining this mercenary group...

Although they are both members of the Dragon Organization, they don't really spend much time with him. Regardless of their respective mission time, it is difficult for Zhao Yun, who has always been a loner, to "encounter" her even if they are both in the base. People's strengths are very different, and the training places are also different. She can only find various excuses and opportunities to approach his training ground, trying to find opportunities to meet.

Whenever she saw him practicing with a spear, she would think, maybe marksmanship is also a beautiful dance, otherwise why can't she forget it after seeing it.

As long as there is a chance to get close to him, a colorful bubble will rise in her heart, and the feeling of her heart beating makes her feel truly alive.

Maybe that woman is right. If a person wants to live a good life, he shouldn't be so excited, because this kind of heartbeat only lasts for a moment, and it makes her feel dizzy. .

It's a pity that he has never seen her in his eyes. He always cultivates silently, accepts the task list silently, and then completes the task silently. Occasionally, she can see him standing alone on the north pavilion and looking at it. She always wants to know, What are those gray-blue eyes looking at?

The good news is that he doesn't seem to have other people in his eyes. Seriously speaking, as a young man, his life is terribly monotonous. Apart from cultivation, it is almost impossible to see that he has any other hobbies. Many people in the group It's a waste of his handsome face, and he lives like a grandpa who has been promoted to immortality. However, in view of his powerful lethality, these words are all secretly complained by his companions in private, and no one will provoke him in person.

She has never concealed her special concern for him, but perhaps his and her images are too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people (a stone man with an expressionless face, and a beautiful flower beauty all the time), no one really thinks that she is seriously pursuing him , everyone thought that she just wanted to molest this "high mountain flower" that would freeze to death without paying for her life, and many of her companions even opened a handicap, betting on when she would be able to molest her successfully.

She couldn't laugh or cry about this.

Sighing silently, I don't blame others for thinking this way, after all...the affectionate smile and gentle and moving speech have long been engraved into the bone marrow, becoming an indelible mask.

I have been deceiving people with such a mask for a long time... Even my sincerity has been treated as a joke.

She simply blocked him more boldly, and called him "Brother Zilong" with a smile, and seized the opportunity to reach out and grab the other's sleeve robe softly and coquettishly.

The other party showed a very surprised expression at first, and even... She swore that she seemed to see the other party's ears turning red, but soon, he regained his composure and nodded slightly to her, as if this was just following her. He greeted you normally.

There was no response... that was the most difficult thing to do, it was the first time she felt frustrated in this unfavorable thing.

However, she didn't know that someone who is naturally insensitive can't read any hints and ambiguous signals at all. In his black and white emotional world, any emotion that is not explicitly stated does not exist.

He just regarded all her reactions as jokes among his companions, although he didn't quite understand the meaning of these jokes—he would never understand, which of these companions' words were jokes and which were serious, Over time, he took all the casual words he said as jokes, anyway... If it was something important, the other party would always explain it carefully and in detail.

In order to prevent making jokes, the taciturn man became more and more silent, so the reputation of "Flower of Gaoling" came from this.

In his eyes, Diao Chan is such a "kind" person to everyone, so he grabs his sleeves and calls him brother in a sweet voice. This is probably... the way to greet him, although It's kind of blushing in a way.

But the other girls in the group did the same thing to him... so it's okay, they'll all be "normal" again after a while anyway, and she should be the same.

Diao Chan didn't know that it was like this, if she knew, she would be icy cold towards everyone else immediately, maybe this way he could see the obvious difference.

Then, she received that new task... She should thank An Lushan, because of his greedy ambition and delusion to subdue her, let her know that magical woman... and her tongue-swallowing delicacy , and at the same time, she finally got a chance to get closer to him.

That day, she, who was locked up by the magical power of her whole body, was as weak as a water lily that could not withstand the cool wind, so she didn't need to pretend at all, and the shivering person who was blown by the cold wind at night finally took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in tightly. in his arms.

"It's so cold..." Her soft arms wrapped around him like vines, she whispered pitifully, but her usual soft and charming voice was trembling at this moment, making the silent pedestrians stop in their tracks.

Putting her down, Zhao Yun looked at her with a little surprise, and asked as if he didn't realize until then: "Cold...? What's wrong with your strength?"

"It's sealed...it will take a whole day to recover." She bit her lower lip pitifully, "I'm sorry...I've dragged you down."

The other party suddenly realized the nod, then waved his hand, but said in a natural tone: "It's not your fault, no one expected this accident, even I, I probably will be caught." Zhao Yun was silent for a moment , hesitantly asked: "Then...how about not rushing today, your current state...should be very fragile." Zhao Yun recalled the physical condition of those ordinary people, it can indeed be said to be very weak.

Diao Chan's eyes lit up, "Then let's find a place to spend the night." Saying this sentence as calmly as possible, Diao Chan was careful not to show an overly excited expression.

The following journey was like a dream. They found a hut set up by hunters in the mountains. By default, this hut is for people who accidentally fail to go down the mountain at night. There is a pile of dusty firewood in the corner. A dilapidated and cheapest magic lamp rested on a "wooden table" made of planed wooden piles. In the corner was an extremely simple bed frame with a hardwood board on top.

There is still a short distance from the next city here, Zhao Yun does not dislike this environment, anyway, he has encountered many difficult things during the mission, but considering the trembling companion holding his arm, he is a little hesitant " Or let's go to the next city, it would be better to stay in an inn."

Of course Diao Chan immediately shook her head and refused, "I'm so tired...I can't walk anymore, so I'll stay here."

Zhao Yun nodded, took off his cloak and spread it on the bed, "Then you lie down and rest," he paused, as if he was thinking about how to phrase it, and then continued to say in a calm and natural tone: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you .” Zhao Yun took the way she had been looking at him pitifully and delicately as the fear after losing strength.

As soon as Diao Chan felt his heart warm, he began to smile sweetly. This sincere smile was so different from the soft and affectionate smile in the past.

The author has something to say: I thought I could skip the plot today, but the word count is still off the charts... Let's continue tomorrow... Anyway, I plan to have a threesome, the plot can't be too brief 23333

Who do you want to give Miss Diao Chan to?

How about giving the heroine 23333...

☆、Cp Fanwai Diaochan's Shura Field (3)

The moon is seen only when it is deeper, and the frost and dew are colder.

The moonlight that night shone on my body was colder than I had ever experienced in the past, only because of the temporarily lost strength, but there was always a warm fire surging in my heart.

She also unexpectedly learned that Zhao Yun, whose life is as boring as a fairy, actually has a private hobby-weaving straw rope? ! !

The broken grass mats lying on the ground had scattered branches and dry grass. Zhao Yun, who was watching the night, was bored and tore up the straw mats one by one, and then...

"Are you... a butterfly?!" Diao Chan, who was too cold to sleep, opened her eyes and saw him making a butterfly with fluttering wings.

He paused when he heard the words, subconsciously wanted to hide the things, and a shy expression appeared on his face, "Uh... well, yes." As he spoke, he embarrassedly rolled the unedited The finished blade of grass twitched once and for all.

"It's amazing, give it to me~"

"Hmm... this one?" The hay woven butterflies made out of old straw mats looked dilapidated and shabby, so Zhao Yun paused, "This is too ugly, if you like... I'll make one for you later, Hmm... what material color do you like?"

Color... Diao Chan looked into the other person's eyes, the gray-blue pupils were as open and bright as ever, like thunder falling from the sky, bright and calm but deep in the bottom of my heart, "Blue."

Maybe it was because her eyes were too deep and fiery, or maybe it was because her tone of voice was too affectionate and serious when she said the color, he opened his eyes in a little surprise, and at that moment... seemed to understand something, but soon, again He restrained his expression, only nodded earnestly, and said hello.

If time could be stopped, she hoped to stay in that night forever. The worn-out butterfly knitting was finally quietly put away by her, just like it was quietly left in her heart. He looked different that night, and that night, she finally In the slowly extended topic, I found out what he really looks like in private.

Unexpectedly, she is very cute and innocent, unlike her... who has long been polished by life and is too sophisticated.

She kept thinking what would happen if she rejected that mission later, but time would not come back, she had no chance to know...

The dragon's ambition has been getting bigger and bigger these years, and the overlord named Cao Cao is extremely good at provoking people's hearts.

Long agreed to cooperate, and the target was Lu Bu, known as the undefeated God of War.

The peerless dancer was led into the tent by the conspirator with a smile, her graceful dancing figure fluttered, and the familiar bells on her ankles made the sound of old dreams...

The man who had been indifferent all this time suddenly fixed his eyes.

"You... are Diaochan?"

It seems that the task will be completed very easily... Diao Chan smiled softly, put the money of Stepping Shenglian in front of her, raised her wine glass, and looked at it with admiring and affectionate eyes that even she would be deceived.

She bumped into a scorching coal fire, blazing, burning, as if she had been focusing on the only one eye for lifetimes.

At that moment... She vaguely heard a sentence that the woman had told her.

"You must know how to grasp people's hearts, but you must remember not to play with your true heart..." When the woman said this, her expression was very complicated, as if she had a lot of past in it.

She didn't remember the words, but at this moment, the voice suddenly flashed through her mind, and the dancer, who had never flinched, trembled with her fingertips, and almost missed the wine glass.

The man stretched out his hand and held the shaking wine glass. A gentle smile appeared on his majestic and majestic face, "Diao Chan..." The man whispered her name in a subtle tone.

The shock in her heart became more and more obvious. A strong intuition made her want to give up this mission immediately. The calmness brought about by the long-term disguise made her barely maintain her expression, and continued to respond to this man's focused gaze with a smile.

After a few days of getting along with each other, she was greatly surprised. The imaginary god of killing, Lu Bu, was not as bloodthirsty and tyrannical as the rumors said. Compared with the leaders of most forces, he could even be said to be... ...simply horrible.

Most of the people who were hacked to death by him were also suspected of deliberately seeking death in front of him. As for the consequences of hacking people...

"I didn't think about it, they were too weak. I just waved my halberd, and they couldn't hold on and died, and they wanted to provoke me..." War God said innocently: "Diao Chan, don't you like me?" Killing... um..." He frowned in pain, "Okay, I will bear with it in the future, and only use half of my strength, okay? But... if they want to kill me, you have to allow me to resist." He looked over His gaze turned out to be as innocent and pitiful as a dog asking for the owner's consent.

Puchi...resisting the smile, "Why does Your Majesty want this world?"

"To find what I've been looking for..." Lu Bu watched her stop talking, and suddenly asked, "Diao Chan, don't you want this world?"

world?Indeed, this word has driven many heroes crazy, Diao Chan just smiled slightly: "That concubine is looking forward to the day when the king's dream will come true."

"Dream?" The man suddenly laughed, and the smile was very hearty: "Diao Chan...my dream has come true, and you are my sweet dream."

Sweet dreams...?Diao Chan suddenly didn't dare to look directly into the other's eyes. Sweet dreams will eventually be shattered. For the first time, she had the urge not to complete the task.

It is said that a mercenary who has completed many life-and-death missions will have her own intuition, and on that day, she will complete her final mission according to the plan-to take the opportunity to pierce Lu Bu's finger to obtain his blood for magic curses.

On that day, as soon as he put on his new dance dress, the lotus pendant on the cuff suddenly broke. At that moment, his heart trembled. He hurriedly put on the replacement clothes. The others whispered to him that it was said that Zhao Yun and Gongsun Zan had had a big quarrel and had left the mercenary group alone. Gongsun Zan was furious and called him a "traitor".

This incident actually happened several days ago... But she who stayed under Lu Bu's tent didn't know about it until now, on the eve of the final mission... It turns out that Zhao Yun has always opposed this mission , thought that this mission would bring destruction to the dragon organization, but the already ambitious dragon insisted on doing so, so Zhao Yun, their most powerful shadow killer, withdrew from the mercenary group.

Has he... gone?Diao Chan was flustered for a while, and later realized that she...didn't tell me?Also... to him, I am nothing after all.

However, she was not allowed to think too much, the signal urging her to take her place had already been sent out, and her companions were already in their places, and the companions who had been side by side for so long laughed and joked at her, and the God of War, who said that he had a fierce reputation, would also be subdued by her dance. Under the sleeve, it is said that Xiaochan's charm is really invincible in the world.

But she could only take a deep breath, tried to smile, and walked onto her battlefield with an increasingly ominous premonition.

They want to use Lu Bu's blood to apply the secret method of magic, and cut down the famous God of War in front of the White Gate Tower.

Sitting in the carriage, continuing to play the role of a world-renowned dancer, the carriage linglingly walked across the stone-paved long street. From nowhere, came the singing of the washerwoman, singing a folk tune——

The singing was indistinct, but one could clearly hear the phrase "Don't wash red, wash more and lighten the color."

As soon as she heard this line, her heart couldn't help but thump, she just knew the line she sang...

"Don't wash red, wash more red light

Qingqing hires a young man, see you at Yinqiao yesterday

Fenghou will return early, don't make arrows."

An arrow on the string... means no return.

This is going...no return.

The man who grew up from blood and betrayal offered her his unique sincerity. Even when she pricked his finger obviously unnaturally and properly, he never became suspicious and even smiled to reassure her not to take it to heart. , the dripping blood fell into the wine glass, and she quietly handed it to the companion who responded.

Everything seems to be under control, but people still miscalculated, they underestimated the strength of God of War, and also underestimated Cao Cao's ambition.

When Diao Chan arrived at the scene, those companions who had different personalities, supported each other, and were once lively and friendly, all turned into mutilated corpses... Just like the whole convoy was massacred that day, it seems that after so many years, she is still alive It was the girl with meager strength and frailty.

"No...it won't...is everyone gone?" She rushed forward in panic, amidst the flames of war and blood, she whispered a code, "Don't die...don't...even if you still There is one alive..." But no... except for the beeping sound of the flames engulfing, there was no response.

Are you going to lose again?My second...a place with the meaning of "home".

Calling anxiously, until he saw a place with traces of thunder cleaning up, is he also there?is he backSo the figure he was looking for paused, and his steps became more and more eager.

Finally, Zhao Yun, unable to let go of his friend, returned to the final battlefield. However, he could barely stop Fang Tian's painting halberd who was about to kill Gongsun Zan at the critical moment. As for the others...it was already too late.

After a hard fight, Lu Bu, the God of War, was finally hit hard.

Standing in front of the silent white gate, Zhao Yun looked back at the blood on the ground. In front of him, Gongsun Zan, who was in a panic, and Lu Bu, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, suddenly felt a lack of enthusiasm. He was favored by Gongsun Zan and founded the mercenary group with him. , in order to find the meaning of his own martial arts, but now it seems that he has lost all his original intentions.

"From now on, please cherish it more." The words of farewell were finally spoken, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his cheeks... He was also injured in this battle, and all the kindness of the year has been repaid. Since then, said After all, differences do not conspire with each other.

Gongsun Zan, who was left in place, endured the humiliation of hurting his self-esteem, and watched the most powerful subordinates and friends go away. The friendship in the past has now become the seed of hatred.

But at this moment, Cao Cao's conspiracy really started, and the curse of the magic way broke out at this moment. The severely injured Lv Bu lost the power to resist in an instant, and his clear eyes gradually turned irrational red. Cao Cao tried to use this magic trick to control Lv Bu His mentality made it available to him, but the onset of magic can only be possible when Lu Bu suffers a serious injury.