Chief dashing military division at the end of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 71
It was Dian Wei who fell.

Dren Wei, who was drenched in blood and had a ferocious face like a ghost, was still unable to compete against the strongest general of this era, Lu Bu, and closed his eyes unwillingly.As for whether he was killed, Lu Bu had no intention to find out, he just wanted to catch up with Huang Jing and others who had escaped.

However, when he summoned the Chituma to chase the wind away, he suddenly discovered that the original single whereabouts instantly dispersed into ten strands at a certain fork in the road.There is no doubt that the other party must have taken the method of fleeing separately.

If this is used to deal with ordinary generals, it is undoubtedly a dead end, because the fewer people, the easier it is to be subdued, and only when they gather together can they have combat effectiveness.But now, Lu Bu is alone and cannot act separately. Moreover, even if the opponent's 20 people get together, how many enemies can Lu Bu have?
Angry in his heart, Lu Bu smashed Fang Tian's painting halberd on a tree trunk next to him with hatred, and actually discounted it!

Fortunately, the leaves haven't grown yet. Although there are many trees in the forest, if you look carefully, you can roughly see the figure of a person.Lu Bu temporarily suppressed his anger, and first chose a random direction to chase.

Not long after, I saw a gloomy Lu Bu heading in another direction. Fang Tian's painted halberd still had a dead head on it. Obviously, it would not take much effort to deal with such an opponent.

After going back and forth like this for six or seven times, Lu Bu finally found what he was looking for: Huang Jing and Yin Susu, who was holding him, were carried on a strong white horse.

Like a leopard seeing its prey, Lu Bu immediately accelerated his pursuit.At this moment, all the hatred in his heart was gathered on Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and he pulled back with his right hand, assuming the posture of throwing a javelin.

Time seemed to be slowed down, with galloping horses under him, gusts of wind in his ears, people and horses in front of him were frozen, not far away was a turbulent river, and the distance between the two sides was only more than ten feet away.

Huang Jing felt his surroundings tense, and a mass of soft warmth surrounded him, and said with a slight trembling: "Young master, I can only abandon the horse and jump into the river."

It was early spring at this time, and although the ice in the river had hardened, it was still bitingly cold.What's more, both of them were wearing thick clothes, if they fell into the water, they would undoubtedly commit suicide.

But if he didn't do this, the Killing God behind him would undoubtedly be more confident in killing the two of them.

In an instant, Huang Jing could only choose to resign himself to fate.Yin Susu, who agreed, gritted her teeth and rolled off the horse desperately. At the same time, Lu Bu threw Fang Tian's painting halberd with all his strength.

Accompanied by the sound of "噗味", a streak of blood splashed, this was the sound of Yin Susu's left back being cut by a halberd.Even so, she didn't shout out, but tightly protected Huang Jing.

With a sound of "哗啦啦", the two of them fell into the icy river, and were immediately washed downstream, leaving only the bright red blood that stained the shore quite dazzlingly, and Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd also fell nearby.

If it wasn't for Yin Susu's timely leap, the two of them would have been linked together.

Lu Bu stood on the bank, looked at the river, and remained silent. The matter had come to this point, and his red rabbit horse would not be able to catch up anytime soon.What's more, in such a situation, most people would be dead.Therefore, he finally returned to Chang'an dragging his extremely tired body.

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On the empty grassland, the dying Huang Jing hugged the even more dying Yin Susu, they were not dead yet.Sometimes, such things as fate really exist, and the survival rate that is less than one in ten thousand happened to them. After being washed away by the rapids, they were inexplicably stuck in a narrow strange mouth and landed smoothly. .

However, even so, the next step is still very dangerous.Not to mention the existence of various unknown threats in the wilderness, it is hard to say whether the two of them will die from the wind and cold just based on the fact that the two of them are shivering through the perspective at this time.

What's more, Yin Susu's condition was even worse. After soaking in water for a long time, Yin Susu's already serious wound seemed to be infected. Coupled with the excessive blood loss, he was a little out of breath.

She lay quietly in Huang Jing's arms, neither crying nor fussing, but Huang Jing felt so uneasy, as if she was facing death with a calm attitude.The two have experienced life and death together, and their relationship has long been extraordinary. Huang Jing will never allow her to leave like this.

But maybe all the good luck before has been spent, this time, he couldn't wait for a miracle.When dusk came, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and it started to rain lightly, Yin Susu said weakly, "My lord..."

"Call me Husband." Huang Jing is not a stupid person, how could he not understand the thoughts of this good woman, and decisively opened his mouth at this time, which is equivalent to admitting her identity.

Yin Susu's pale face was rarely flushed: "Husband...husband, I feel like I'm going to die..."

"Don't say that." Normally, Huang Jing would have sneered at this kind of situation similar to Korean dramas, but when this happened to him, he couldn't help it without knowing it.

"No, Nunu knows it in her heart." Yin Susu insisted on saying, "Actually, Nunu never thought that I would be lucky enough to meet someone like my husband in this life. I feel very happy. But since I met my husband, I know that there are so precious things in the world besides food. I don’t know how to say it, but I am very happy..."

Huang Jing held back his grief: "Don't worry, everything will be fine, and by then, there will be more precious time."

"But Nunu can't wait any longer." Yin Susu's eyes began to loosen, but she still stared at Huang Jing dazedly and said, "My husband is a very talented person. In Chenliu, Nunu also heard about my husband's talent and name. Husband himself has created a style of poetry. They all say that Husband is a star descending from the sky."

"They're talking nonsense. If it's true that the stars have descended to earth, how can they make you suffer so much?" Huang Jing's heart sank more and more.

"Nu Nu still has two wishes in this life. One is to consummate the house with my husband and give birth to a child." Yin Susu's voice became weaker and weaker: "The other is to hope that my husband can write a poem for Nu Nu." .Now, the first wish may be difficult to realize, but my husband, can you realize the second one?"

Now Huang Jing only hated himself for not growing up, why he was so weak and useless, and hearing Yin Susu's words made him even sadder, and said with tears: "Yes, of course I can! As long as you want, I can do it!"

"Nu Nu listen..." Yin Susu's breath became weaker and weaker.

Huang Jing calmed down a bit, and began to read a piece of "Thousands of Years" by Huang Tingjian: "Good things in the world. It's just right. The night is long, the weather is cool. The rain is thin and dripping outside the curtain, and the words on the incense seal plate. Long dream, Seeing it now is also clear. The joy is extremely delicate and weak, the jade is soft and the flowers are pendant. The hairpin sleeves, the clouds pile up the arms. The lamp is slanting and the eyes are squinting, and the sweat is drunk. The slaves sleep, the slaves sleep, and the slaves sleep."

This poem is actually an erotic poem. Huang Jing wanted to use it to fulfill Yin Susu's two wishes at the same time, and told her what it would be like if the two consummated their marriage in the future, so he whispered in her ear again and again. The second half of Que: "Huan is extremely delicate and weak, jade and soft flowers are pendant. Hairpin sleeves, clouds piled on the arms. The lamp is slanting and winking, sweaty and drunk. Slaves sleep, slaves sleep, slaves sleep..."

In fact, the term Nunu was not popular during the Three Kingdoms period, but Huang Jing taught Yin Susu out of a bad taste, but she actually used it to call herself.But now that his fate was approaching, he fell into a deep sleep under the spell of "Nu Nu sleeps, Nu Nu sleeps also Nu Nu sleeps", and finally never woke up again.

There was a satisfied smile on her face.

The raindrops began to become rapid, and in the mist, a childish little face was expressionless, and for the first time there was a fierce light in the piercing eyes.

Something, it seems, is starting to change.

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The second volume ended with the death of Yin Susu, the female supporting role, and the carefree Huang Jing began to grow up. The cruel reality taught him some things that a brain with a high IQ cannot.

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