Under the ginkgo tree, Zhang Jiao was crying and wailing. At his age of more than 40, he was covered with half of his white hair and wrinkles, like an old man heading towards the end of his journey, looking both sad and lamentable.

However, at some point, a touch of calmness flashed across the corner of my eyes, almost instantly, as if all the emotions were flying and dispersed.

I stared at Lu Bu coldly: Thank you for listening to my nagging. However, I have to repay the hatred of killing my brother, the hatred of destroying the foundation, and the sorrow of robbing the expectation!

"You want to kill me?" Lu Bu said calmly.

"Of course, die! I have led you here and never planned to let you go back alive. You think if it weren't for your death, how could I tell you what I have said in my heart!"

"Kill!" Zhang Jiao roared at more than 400 Yellow Turban Warriors.

"Let's go! If you don't have to worry, Mr. Zhang will do it! Bu can do it yourself! But I have one condition!" Lu Bu smiled freely.

Zhang Jiao was shocked. Thinking of Lu Bu's amazing martial arts, he naturally didn't want his subordinates to have other choices and even risked his life to kill him.

After pondering a little, he said: Tell me!

"Bu only wishes Mr. Zhang to let my three men live a way out and let them die in this mountain forest." Lu Bu said with a serious expression.

Zhang Jiao's face looked like a sunken wood, without hesitation: OK, as long as you punish yourself in front of me.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Lu Fengxian, would be forced into such a situation! I have traveled a hundred thousand miles on the battlefield, and how many fame will be returned to the dust! Zhang Jiao, you are cruel enough to set the death on me!" Lu Bu laughed bitterly, and his stiff and indifferent tone made everyone who was vigilant and concerned about him feel a sigh of a hero's old sigh arise in his heart.

The hero is about to end, not to mention that he is an extremely pedantic hero with a kindness of a woman. In order to make his three insignificant generals more active, he actually needs to fill it with his life! Many Yellow Turban heroes are a little complicated and unspeakable, and they are also a little grateful that Lu Bu is pedantic!

Under the staring of hundreds of people, Lu Bu pulled out the dagger from his waist, looked at his chest with his eyes, took a deep breath, and then a sharp light flashed and the dagger penetrated into his chest.

In an instant, Lu Bu stared at his eyes, spitting blood on his mouth, and fell to the sky, and blood in his chest was like a spring!

Zhang Jiao watched Lu Bu feel sorry for himself and sighed in his heart: No matter how famous the general is, he will eventually end, and he may not be able to laugh to the end!

Several experienced Yellow Turban heroes surrounded Lu Bu and carefully explored and said:

"This person is out of breath!"

"This person's heart is not moving!"

"This connection is gone, he is really dead!"

"Alas, my heart is severely damaged, and it is hard to save the gods. I didn't expect that Lu Bu is so romantic, but he is buried under such an unknown ginkgo tree."

"The great wise and good teacher, Lu Bu is dead. What should we do if the three half-dead enemy chiefs do? It's better..." The leader of the Yellow Turban made a ruthless neck wiping action.

"Forget it, let these three people die! I also know that Lu Bu is a man. If he fights to the death, it is still possible to leave more than 40 lives for us. He is a god of killing. If he was not forced into a desperate situation, he would be worried... I'm afraid..." Zhang Jiao hugged his daughter in his arms tightly, and suddenly felt a little discouraged. On the road to the battle for hegemony, how many people died in a foreign land?

The scorching sun rises in the sky, and the warm sunshine is shining. Only by vaguely seeing the lengthened shadows walking on an unknown road.

After a long time, there seemed to be no movement under the ginkgo tree.

Heishi was carrying three seriously injured people lying across the road, and surrounded Lu Bu's body for a long time and refused to leave.

Hissing!

Black stone began to circle around in annoyance, the horse's head was sometimes high and sometimes lowered, and white mist sprayed between its nostrils, as if praying for the passing master.

After a long time, Black Stone was extremely irritable and the horse's back began to shake violently.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three unlucky guys who were unconscious on the horse were thrown down one after another, making several painful screams, but they still didn't wake up.

It tried its best to stretch out its hooves and carry Lu Bu on the horse's back, but it could only become more and more messy and futile as it was. Without the palm of the primate, it accidentally stepped on the black and black hooves on Lu Bu's blue shirt.

Bang bang bang! It’s like a grass seed sprouting tender buds, a grain of yellow sand gathers into a tower, it’s the sound of the heart beating.

"Do you still want to kill the master? Let go of your hooves and let the beauty comfort me!" Lu Bu coughed a few times, and the more depressed you were, the more depressed you were. Finally, he pretended to die and deceived Zhang Jiao away, but he was almost trampled to death by the dead horse. Is it wrong?

"Fortunately, I prepared for the future. Before I came, I slaughtered a pig and put it in my bloodbag, stuffed it into my underwear. I am also well aware of the turtle breathing skills that Master Wang taught me to save my life in times of crisis, so that I can successfully kill myself!" As he said that, Lu Bu was just angry because the turtle breathing skills taught by Master Wang were easy to use, but once it was used, it was not controlled by the user. It took at least two or three hours, or five or six hours to wake up. During this period, consciousness and vitality were in a state of silence, and there was no power to resist the outside world.

That was really almost trampled to death by this dead horse. If so, he would have been elected as the most unjust famous general to die! Fortunately!

After standing up and moving his hands and feet, Lu Bu's face became darker. He found that he was not the most unlucky. The three unlucky guys, Gao Shun, Hao Meng and Cao Xing, were originally sleeping sweetly on the horse's back, but were down by Heishi and fell into a dog-willing position.

"Dead horses. You won't be thrown to death, right? No! I have worked so hard to protect them!" Lu Bu stared at Heishi fiercely, gritting his teeth and poked his teeth: I? - I want to eat horse meat!

He reached out to the three of them to breathe, but fortunately he had not stopped, which made Lu Bu feel nervous and breathed.

Heishi didn't care about Lu Bu's intimidation. When he saw Lu Bu wake up, he screamed happily and kept waving. His tail was shaking, and he was possessed by a loyal dog! If it could speak, it would definitely say pitifully: I am a horse, a stallion, I can't understand human words, don't blew eyebrows and stare at me!

Lu Bu found that there was nothing he could do with the Black Stone, but in the end he was punished, allowing him to carry him three seriously injured patients, and he went back to Julu City.

You said the mountain road is not easy to walk? Well, what you want is this bumpy style!

You said it was overloaded and abused animals? Well, I just sigh that there are not enough seats for riding, there are too many monks and few seats!

I am not Tang Monk, I am not riding a white horse! Lu Bu hummed deliberately in the ear of Black Stone.

"I just regret that the heavy armor is not there, I just sigh that the dark horse is too dark!" The wolf howls...

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In front of Julu City Gate.

Sparse figures lined up to enter and leave the city under the supervision of several teams of soldiers. Just after a fierce war, there were still drops of blood on the streets, so most people still like to stay at home, and few people come in and out, so they seem extremely deserted.

Lu Bu rode on the black stone, his body full of mess. Because there were few people, he quickly attracted a lot of figures.

When Lu Bu approached the city, his eyes turned and he shouted weakly: I am Lu Bu, save me!!!

A faint voice came out, and Lu Bu fell down weakly on the horse's back. Gao Shun, the three generals who were lying on the three layers of arhats in Yangguan.

Alas, poor man, when you meet an unreliable lord, it is time and fate!

But Lu Bu also knows the reason why seriously injured people should be careful to take care of them, but why is he so brave?

It was because, on the way, he fed the three of them the medicine liquid in the small medicine bottle given to him by Zhang Jiao, and the effect was very obvious and outstanding.

This is the second amulet on Lu Bu's body. This medicine is indeed miraculous. It is indeed a healing sacred liquid. The thing given by the old immortal Nanhua, he said in front of Zhang Jiao that he didn't care, but in fact he paid more attention than anyone else. He just didn't dare to experiment randomly, but Zhang Jiao's words finally made him gain something.

After a try, three drops of liquid regained the vitality of the three seriously injured people, which is simply a miracle in the history of medicine.

There was a wave of panic among the crowd queuing outside the city, and then some enthusiastic people began to come and support them. The two teams of officers and soldiers who were guarding order outside the city also arrived in a hurry.

Lu Bu and Gao Shun were carried back to the city by soldiers who rushed to the rush and placed them down happily.

Lying in the warm quilt, kneading the soft and dry blanket, thinking about Gao Shun and the other three who were still sleeping like a dead pig, Lu Bu felt as if he had a thrilling dream of Nan Ke.

No, it’s such a suitable opportunity to proclaim lust in the daytime, should you think of something else?

Hei Shi, look at how good I treat you. As a war horse, my master has not castrated you, and he has tied you and a few mares in a horse temple every day. It must be awesome, right?

Bah! What about the promised prostitution in the daytime? Why do you always think of messy things?

"Zhang Ning'er, a fairy-like girl in the Immortal Palace of Heavenly Emperor, is so tender to me that she wants to say something but stop. Why didn't I give up my integrity and eat her? I feel so regretful. When I think of her, I always feel a little burned to the ashes! I deserve it! I am destined to be sleepless tonight!"

It is said that it is sleepless, but it still has to sleep. Things are like spring dreams without traces, and there is no way for the flowers to fall!
Chapter completed!