The autumn wind rises, the fallen leaves fall, and it is very bleak.

Inside the valley.

Lu Bu used Fang Tian Hua Ji to push a nauseating body and said to Zhang Ning'er beside him: There was a fierce battle in this valley before. One side was my army, the other side was your father's army, and the other side was all kinds of cruel beasts. We are late!

His words seemed a little cold, without any politeness. His generals were not aware of their lives and death. His troops were severely injured, which made Lu Bu's heart as heavy as a huge city.

Zhang Ning'er was so pale that she was corpses all over the mountains. When she heard Lu Bu's ruthless words, she immediately suppressed the discomfort in her lower abdomen and retorted loudly: It's not only your army that died, don't you have eyes? There are so many Yellow Turban Army who died, some of them are my uncles and uncles. They have watched me grow up since childhood, and they followed my father when he didn't raise any trouble.

Lu Bu remained silent and looked at the terrible corpses in the valley. Among them were his own army, the Yellow Turban Army, and wild beasts and birds in the mountains whose bodies were cut off.

The blood-stained valley exudes sadness that is enough to make ordinary people depress themselves to the point of going crazy!

A scene emerged in Lu Bu's mind: Outside the valley, thousands of beasts rushing, looking endlessly, countless, the sky and earth roaring! Inside the valley, Haoran's army surrounded Zhangjiao's remaining troops and vowed not to return until they defeated the enemy. Suddenly, it was like thunder and lightning, and the army fell to death. At this crisis, there was a fearless army who turned despair into tragic. He ignored the surging beasts behind him, burned his boats and attacked Zhangjiao. He used his back to despise the eternal beast tide and took the fish that had escaped the net with his face. There was only one thought in his heart, and he only regretted that he could not kill Zhangjiao!

After coming back to his senses, Lu Bu began to pursue clues left on the battlefield in order to determine Zhang Jiao's whereabouts. There was no Zhang Jiao's body in the valley, nor the third general Gao Shun's body. He only wanted to think about the better.

Finally, among the bloodstains, Lu Bu found a shabby parchment, spread it out and said to himself: I want Gao Shun and the other three generals to die, and exchange for the safety of the little girl! The meeting place: one peak, one river, one silver pine

Lu Bu pinched the parchment roll into several pieces with one hand, then looked cold and said: Come with me, your father is here to save you!

Zhang Ning'er's holy cheeks were full of helplessness and complexity. The relationship between her father and the person in front of her was as if it was destined to be a mortal enemy forever. Where should she go when she grasped the middle?

How can I get the two laws in the world that I can live up to the Tathagata and I will not let you down! Perhaps only the great poet will be able to experience her dilemma after a thousand years.

With a faint sigh, Zhang Ning'er chose quiet, as quiet as a virgin.

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk, and Lu Bu became more and more indifferent to Zhang Ning'er. Fortunately, because the road was difficult, both of them had already dismounted and walked.

Half an hour later, Lu Bu and Zhang Ning'er observed carefully along the way, moved forward meticulously, and finally found that place.

A mountain peak is like a sharp sword piercing through the clouds. Under the peak is a long stream that is clear and clear. A century-old ginkgo tree is deeply rooted by the stream, recording the vicissitudes of the mountains.

Under the ginkgo tree, there is a sea of ​​red and yellow people, with some indelible blood stains on their bodies. The cold wind blows, and it can be smelled by Lu Bu at a distance.

Three figures like dead fish were roughly still on the hard rocks, and Lu Bu's heart sank. The three of them were Gao Shun, Hao Meng, and Cao Xing.

"I'm here!" Lu Bu grabbed Zhang Ning'er's arm and pulled her forward in a stairs.

"You are here! I have been waiting for you for a long time. Lu Bu, you disappointed me!" Zhang Jiao's eyes opened and closed, and a ray of light burst out.

"No one in the world can recognize everyone! So what if you are disappointed with me? In my eyes, you are just the next person I want to defeat, and then I will forget you for a long time!" Lu Bu replied in a deep voice.

"Haha, what a great courage! It's a pity that I'm disappointed with you. You indulged your subordinates to take the life of my little woman and achieved a despicable victory. You failed to defeat me rightly. I looked down on you in the past!" Zhang Jiao sighed, as if he was regretful, as if he realized, as if he wanted to give up.

"War, let women go away! Women are daffodils in the water, and should not withstand the cruelty of war! This is always my obsession! This time, it is not my original intention. This is all about it, whether you believe it or not!"

Holding a halberd in one hand and soft pancreas in the other hand. Lu Bu stood upright as a pine tree, opening his mouth calmly.

Zhang Jiao refused to comment, his old eyes seemed to see through Lu Bu.

"Forget it, the past has become a tragedy, the world has become a situation, what's the use of it? Let's get straight to the point!"

"That's the intention!" Lu Bu looked straight with Zhang Jiao proudly without fear.

"You put your little girl back first, and I will release you three generals!" Zhang Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"I can't obey my duty! It's not that Bu doesn't believe in Mr. Zhang's trust and righteousness, but more than 400 tigers, wolves and strong men of Mr. Zhang are eyeing him, and the situation is uncontrollable!" Lu Bu responded with a loud voice.

"How are you going?" Zhang Jiao said.

"Please ask Mr. Zhang to escort the three generals of our country to the outside of the mountain first. When they arrive at the security site, they will be the two sides who will not drag each other down!" Lu Bulan said.

"Hmph, you have made a wishful thinking! Did you want to lead us out of the mountains and forests and let us face the imperial army that had already been ambushed outside the mountains? I will never agree with your request!" Zhang Jiao's cunning voice echoed in the mountains.

Neither Lu Bu nor Zhang Jiao believed in each other, nor did he want to hand over the person first, and the scene suddenly fell into a deadlock.

Lu Bu was confident that he could break through the siege against more than 400 Yellow Turban Warriors alone, but he came here to save people. No matter how confident he was, he could not guarantee that he could break out without any damage with three seriously injured people.

The atmosphere gradually became depressing, and everyone's heart was like a heavy piece of lead was pressed down. The exchange without a foundation of trust made both sides go in a dilemma!

Suddenly, a wonderful voice broke the tranquility!

"Dad, let them go first! My daughter comes back with them first. I believe they will let them go after they are safe!" After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Ning'er, who was kind-hearted, still spoke out the kindness in her heart.

"Rareless! What trouble did you make here? I want to ask you, who is Lu Bu you, and it is worth your help so hard? I don't have you as a daughter!" Zhang Jiao's beard was so angry.

At this moment, he is no longer the leader who is arrogant and commands thousands of disciples, but just a strict father who hates his daughter but fails to become a steelmaker!

"Dad!" Zhang Ning'er felt aggrieved. She really didn't want Lu Bu and her father to have a fight to the point where she could not stop!

"You retreat, there is no place for you to speak here!" Zhang Jiao glared at his daughter fiercely, and then said to Lu Bu: Make a quick decision and let my daughter come! You can afford to wait, but the three of them can't wait. Over time, they will inevitably not be killed due to their serious injuries!

Lu Bu's face changed, which was exactly what he was worried about.

"You will first treat them and bandage them. After their injuries stabilize, I will swear with my life and release Mr. Zhang's daughter back as soon as possible!" Lu Bu clenched his fingers tightly and whistled to the sky!

Zhang Jiao's complexion is unstable.

"Okay!" Finally, he spit out a word.

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were proficient in medicine, picked up gauze, herbs and other substances and began to deal with the injuries of Gao Shun and the other two. In a short while, they saw that the three of them had a much better complexion and the ups and downs in their chests stabilized.

The biggest dilemma for the three was excessive blood loss, and their harsh state finally calmed down after stopping the bleeding.

Lu Bu's eyes were stern, he let go of Zhang Ning'er's arms, and said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly: You go, don't be afraid on the road!

Zhang Ning'er nodded in surprise, and there was a hint of joy in her heart. She moved slowly, light and elegant, like a fairy in the divine world!

However, after a break, her expression suddenly became very pale.

Just because she looked back and smiled, Lu Bu was already holding a purple carving hard bow in his hand, pulling the bowstring into a full moon with one hand, and the arrow pointed at her heart from a distance!

"Within one hundred and twenty steps, can you believe that a certain halberd shot from the gate?" Lu Bu shouted loudly like a demon lord.

Zhang Ning'er's heart was like an ice cellar falling into the ice cellar. There was a deep pain in her heart, which penetrated into her bone marrow and into her bone blood!

The handover between the two sides went very smoothly. Zhang Jiao did not want to lose his only daughter, and Lu Bu did not want to lose his three generals. Both sides were rational and wise people, and no one chose to attack on the way!

Step by step, as heavy as a mountain, Zhang Ning'er lost her soul and soul, and finally fainted in Zhang Jiao's arms.

Lu Bu protected Gao Shun and the other three behind him, and looked at Zhang Jiao's next move coldly. Zhan Yuhe's initiative, although he was unwilling to admit it, he was indeed in Zhang Jiao's hands!

"Can we say goodbye?" Lu Bu said.

Zhang Jiao remained silent. After a moment, he whistled to the sky and said coldly: I also want to let you go, but I am unwilling to give up! You, let's leave it for me!

Lu Bu was not surprised. He didn't know much about Zhang Jiao. In the past, he had just read the words describing him in thick historical books. The words were never truly experienced and credible.

"So, I, Lu Bu, may be buried among these mountains?" Lu Bu sighed quietly, as if sighing at the hero's twilight years.

"You are a terrifying enemy, and I don't want to give you another chance to escape!" Zhang Jiao stared at Lu Bu and said in a deep voice.

"Actually, I have always had many questions to ask Mr. Zhang! Now I can't escape. I hope Mr. Zhang can solve my doubts for me!" said Lu Bu.

The breeze blew, the red and yellow belt fluttered, and Zhang Jiao shook his sleeves hard: You may be qualified to ask!

"I dare to ask Mr. Zhang, you have endured for more than ten years, traveled all over the world, established Taiping Taoism, and used Fushui to cure diseases and save countless people. Later, he rose up and resisted the Han court, inspiring to overthrow the Han Dynasty and re-establish the universe. I dare to ask, deep in your heart, is your uprising for the people of the world or for yourself?"

Lu Bu asked a loud question, which made people shocked and shocked.

In the dark, Lu Bu felt that the true veil of history was in his hands, waiting to be unveiled!
Chapter completed!