Lu Bu, the god of war in the rebirth of the Three Kingdoms

"Master..." Wang An waited to say more but was immediately interrupted by Wang Yun. He found that this time the master seemed to be serious, because he said in a stern tone he had never heard before: "Bendo is my last One fate, listen to me, open the door to leave the house, and leave quickly..."

Wang An got a lump in his throat, and finally hid his face and left, knowing that he could not change Wang Yun's mind, but he had another idea in his heart, but he still hoped that he would not go to that step.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, but Wang Yun, the third prince of the dynasty, hadn't arrived yet, but Situ's mansion was inexplicably scattered, and the building was empty!

Looking at the empty house, now he is the only one left, Wang Yun felt a sense of loneliness inexplicably.

He suddenly felt why others could not understand him?He always thought that he was very strong, but it turned out that no one could keep calm in front of the things he valued, including his big man Situ Wangyun.

"Alas..." I don't know how many times I have sighed in a short period of time. Maybe everything is enough, and even God won't help me, right? The so-called hope was completely wiped out at this moment, Is reality making such a big joke with myself just to make myself give up?

Wang Yun's figure was so desolate at this moment, but his old figure suddenly stopped at the next moment, because he buried his head and saw a pair of feet in front of him, of course they were feet wearing shoes, and he knew it was from the whole family. At the moment, Wang Yun instinctively had a bad feeling. Maybe he was already mentally prepared, but when this moment finally came, his heart beat faster.

He slowly raised his head, from his feet to his lower body to his upper body, he could see everything in his eyes, it seemed that he could see the person in front of him clearly, but before he could fully see the other person's face, he felt a cold light flashing in front of him However, in a short while, a sharp pain came from the center of the left chest.

There was no blood, and the invisible but ungraspable life was passing by. Wang Yun opened his mouth, and the strength in the old body was taken away, and he was powerless.

The body fell to the ground with a bang, and the severe pain stimulated the chaotic brain to wake up, and finally allowed him to see the other party's face.

That face is very ordinary, very ordinary, and people can't find it when mixed in the crowd, but Wang Yun has an impression of him, because this is a servant of his house, although Wang Yun doesn't know his name, But he believed in his memory, he had seen such a face, and this was when he was with Wang An.

"You...are...who?" He spat out three words intermittently and combined them into a short question, but the man just smiled when he heard it. This smile was so disgusting to Wang Yun that he wished he could hold a Fist smashed his face.

It's a pity that he no longer has that strength!

He was already an old man, even if he had the strength to spare, even if this person did not use this method of assassination, Wang Yun would definitely not be his opponent, let alone now...

His hands touched his chest, and then put them in front of his eyes, the hands were so bright red in his slack eyes, making his last extravagant hope disappear.

Wang Yun's eyes widened, and there was a strong unwillingness in them. No one is not afraid of death, and he is also afraid. Even though he has lived for most of his life, what he thinks most now is not that he is going to die, but that he will eventually die. It is still impossible to see the day when the great Han Dynasty will rejuvenate and the glory of the Han Dynasty will reappear.

And the murderer squatted down at this time and whispered a word in his ear, which made his whole heart sink completely. He felt that everything he had done before was so ridiculous, and everything he hoped for seemed to have come true. The bubble burst, the phantom was completely crushed and broken, and the sentence was: "Wen Hou asked the little one to say hello to Situ!"

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Luoyang Palace, when the little emperor Liu Xie was awakened, the first thing he felt was why it was so hot, and then his sleepy eyes were filled with red flames, as if they were burning in his own eyes.

on fire?

Liu Xie, who was still in a dream, suddenly had such a thought in his mind, and then he was taken aback by himself, and then he realized that this should not be a question, but a reality that happened before his eyes.

I saw that the surroundings of his dragon couch were full of fire at this moment. The bedroom he lived in was terrifyingly large, and it seemed that the whole space was very empty. The ground that was originally empty turned into a large sea of ​​flames. The problem is that I don't even know how it started.

Moreover, the fire is spreading very quickly. Although it is still a few feet away, he believes that it will soon spread to the dragon couch, and the couch under him is also made of wood, so it will be easily ignited. It's bad.

"Come here, come here..." Even at this time, Liu Xie still maintained his majesty as a poor young emperor, but a trill in his shout betrayed his panic.

It's a pity that the space is too big and his voice is not high-pitched enough, so that he couldn't get it out for a while, which made him even more impatient and jumped off the bed. He wanted to rush out of the flames, but he didn't dare.

"It's on fire..." At this moment, shouts finally came from outside, and Liu Xie finally heaved a sigh of relief because he recognized that the sharpest voice was serving his loyal servant.

But the tongues of fire constantly invading here from the surroundings made his relaxation disappear, and the boulder in his heart was baked hot and hung high. Apart from his eyes being a little sour from the scattered smoke, he also smelled it in his nose. A strong, suffocating smell.

Liu Xie is undoubtedly a smart young man, so he didn't completely mess up at this time, and he didn't sit still and wait for death. He wanted to save himself.

But his body was out, and he followed the guards in the palace to learn a few times about three-legged cats, so he didn't have the ability to jump out of it. It seemed that after thinking about it, he had to wait here, so anxious that he could only stay where he was He jumped, but the floor was scorching hot. Although the fire hadn't spread to this point, the heat had already been transmitted, making the soles of his feet feel annoyingly hot, so he could only keep pacing up and down to relieve the pressure.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Another shout from outside soon cheered up Liu Xie, who was already feeling a little dizzy, because he could hear the voice of Dong Cheng, the head of state and chariot general, "I am here here!"

"Your Majesty!" It turned out that when Liu Xie's servant saw the emperor's bedroom was on fire for no reason, his first reaction was to run to find Dong Cheng in a hurry, and Dong Cheng also ran over with the wind on his feet, while directing water to put out the fire. He shouted inside and hoped that Liu Xie would respond, but at this time he was overjoyed to hear Liu Xie's response inside, and immediately greeted the group of guards: "Go in and rescue Your Majesty!"

"Here." Originally, these guys were so focused on fighting the fire that they almost forgot about saving Liu Xie, or they didn't forget but didn't know where to start, but now that a backbone came and ordered them immediately, they had to listen, even Not so many rushed in. A few figures rushed into the sea of ​​flames quickly, aiming directly at the depths of Liu Xie's bedroom.