"You won't kill me!" Gao Yi witnessed the whole process of Zhao Yun killing Li Dayan, which is not exciting, if it was the real Gao Yi who saw this scene, he would probably either fight to the death with Zhao Yun, or he would have run away, but he is not a bandit with developed limbs and a simple mind, he is a person from modern times, he has no need to be sad about Li Dayan's death, and he also has his own things to do.

"Is this your last word?" Zhao Yun decided that Gao Yi was the culprit, his wrist shook slightly, and the short * gun came out of his hand, and the castration was as fast as lightning, and he didn't plan to give Gao Yi any chance to explain at all!

Gao Yi was shocked by this earth-shattering murderous aura, he now regretted that he shouldn't underestimate Zhao Yun's strength, although he was still a teenager at the moment, his strength, momentum and speed were all beyond his reach.

But now it's too late to think about this, Zhao Yun's gun is obviously faster than his words!

Gao Yi didn't want to show his cowardice in front of the world's top masters who would become famous all over the world in the future, but did he have to hang in the hands of Zhao Yun, who had not yet become famous, so unexplained?

"Shhh...... "Poof...... "At the critical moment, Gao Yi's white horse suddenly stood up, neighed, and the short * gun thrown by Zhao Yun was impartial and pierced into the horse's belly.

Neither Zhao Yun nor Gao Yi expected things to turn out like this, and the white horse's stomach was gushing with piercing blood, which gathered into a pool of blood in an instant!

Gao Yi got up from the ground in embarrassment, regardless of Zhao Yun's reaction, walked to the mortally wounded white horse alone, watching it twitch in a pool of blood, its shiny fur was also dyed a dazzling red, and there was a moist liquid left in the corners of its eyes.

Gao Yi didn't know what the name of this horse was, he understood that it must be the beloved horse of the person he was boarding with, but he couldn't imagine that this horse, who he didn't know before, would die for him desperately, and for the first time in his life, he shed tears for a brute.

The white horse looked at Gao Yi, there was water in his eyes, and suddenly he struggled to stand up and looked at Zhao Yun who was walking slowly with hostility.

"Zhao Yun, are your brains full of, you're not even as good as a brute!" Gao Yi stood up suddenly, no longer caring about any image, Bai Ma's death for him touched him so much that he couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.

Although Zhao Yun felt guilty, he was still confident: "If you didn't do it, how can you explain all this? You just killed a few brothers and a horse, what about me, the villagers who were affected?"

"I'll say it again, I didn't do it! I, Gao Yi, am not the kind of person who doesn't dare to take responsibility for doing bad things!" Gao Yi has always respected Zhao Yun as a man with both civil and military skills in history. A person who knows right from wrong, but that's all in the future, and now Zhao Yun's IQ is just like that, he really wants to pull Zhao Yun into his own people to fight for the world, it is undeniable that Gao Yi can't get rid of the influence of the game when he talks and acts now, but when he looked at the moment when the lively and powerful white horse lived and died in front of him along the way, Gao Yi felt that something was touched in his heart, and this is not a bunch of data in the game that can be relieved casually.

Zhao Yun was stunned, he slowly got up, and looked at Gao Yi again, the fire was burning behind him, making a crackling sound, he asked himself if his life was worthy of heaven and earth, but this time he was a little confused.

Why did this Gao Yi change so much before and after, why did he not be sad when his most valued brother died because of him, but applauded himself, but was so excited because of the death of a horse? This kind of unbelievable lingered in Zhao Yun's mind, making him more and more unable to understand the person in front of him.

Gao Yi didn't know how many years it was, although he saw Zhao Yun's age, but unfortunately he didn't know what year Zhao Yun was born, and now he is in the same water as Zhao Yun, so he can't ask this and that stupidly, in that case, the lie of borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul made up before will also be self-defeating.

Bet, continue to gamble, since Zhao Yun has not produced any princes, and he is so young, then now is either the eve of Dong Zhuo's chaos or the eve of the Yellow Turban Uprising, Gao Yi gritted his teeth, and after calculating the age difference between the two histories as quickly as possible in his heart, he still had no choice, and finally had to play sloppy and fool the past: "Why don't you speak? Am I wrong? If you have a little brain, you won't be able to see that someone is using a trick behind your back?" I don't know who blamed me behind it, but if I die without knowing it, I won't be able to say anything!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Before the words were finished, suddenly there were bursts of shouts all around, in the firelight, I saw countless people wearing variegated clothes, holding various sticks and farm tools in their hands, surging and roaring barefoot, the slogan they shouted together Gao Yi is very familiar, that is the declaration of the Taiping Taoist Advocate Corner against the Eastern Han Dynasty, and everyone who has played the Three Kingdoms game knows that this has always been the first script.

But now it's not a game!

All the Yellow Turban Sect members were wrapped in yellow scarves, looking murderous, it seemed that the goal was very clear, and they went straight to the place where Gao Yi and Zhao Yun were, the momentum was shocking, quite amazing, and the leading ones were a few burly men, born with a majestic appearance, extremely terrifying, like the common strong men of all countries in the world in modern competitive competitions, behind them were several leaders on horseback, dressed well and decently, at least much more decent than those Yellow Turban Sect members, although it was inevitable that the clothes were worn and ragged only a piece of armor.

At this moment, the people dressed as bandits looked at each other, and they all took off their clothes, revealing that they were also the clothes of the Yellow Turbans, and they galloped to the horses of the leaders, and kept talking.

Gao Yi and Zhao Yun, who had already hid in the shadows, watched all this, and then realized that it was the people of the Yellow Turban Army who were manipulating behind their backs, and these spies of the Yellow Turban Army probably began to break into the cottage a long time ago, and those evil acts of robbing and robbing the villagers may also be caused by them, Gao Yi glanced at Zhao Yun and said coldly: "Now believe my words, right?"

Zhao Yun still stiffened: "Who knows if you yourself are the spies of these people!"

Gao Yi didn't argue with Zhao Yun either, he picked up a wrist-thick long stick from the ground and held it in his hand, and looked out through his hidden corner, only to see those Yellow Turban Sect members who had pretended to be thieves before leading the Yellow Turban Warrior and the leader to look at Gao Yi here, and didn't go far before he found Li Dayan, who had died not long ago, and Gao Yi's mount, the white horse, and immediately became cautious, and after checking the fatal wounds, their expressions became solemn, and they ordered their subordinates to scatter to search for the murderer.

"Didn't you say that Gao Yi is here?"

"I was still here just now confronting Zhao Yun who killed Leader Li, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?"

"Rubbish, get out!"

"Looking at the wounds, they will definitely not be able to go far, let's search!"

Zhao Yun also found a spear made of pure iron from the pile of corpses at this moment, his face was as calm as water, staring at these Yellow Turban Parties, and gradually clenched the spear in his hand, as if he knew that he was about to face a bitter battle, and his expression showed a hint of excitement.

Gao Yi subconsciously looked at Zhao Yun and made a gesture, the meaning could not be more obvious, as long as he could preemptively defeat those Yellow Turban wrestlers and Yellow Turban leaders, the remaining thousands of Yellow Turban Sect members would not be afraid at all.

The two of them could not have imagined that they would reach a consensus under such circumstances, and all the previous misunderstandings were naturally eliminated.

At this time, the sky was already dark, the night sky was as dark as ink, only the fire in Zhaojiazhuang was not extinguished for a long time, even the house was compared to the house, the sea of fire was like an ocean, Gao Yi took advantage of the night, and suddenly appeared behind a yellow turban wrestler who was probing his brain, and drank coldly:

"Hey!"

"Who?" Huang Turban Lux heard someone speak, and immediately waved the steel knife in his hand without thinking, but turned around and pounced, just as he was stunned to look at the empty darkness in front of him, Gao Yi, who had already flashed behind Huang Turban Lux sneered, and the long stick in his hand hit the back of Yellow Turban Lux on the back of his neck.

"Your grandfather, I'm here!"

Yellow Turban Lux was suddenly attacked, he touched the blood flowing from the back of his neck, couldn't help but be annoyed, clenched the steel knife in his hand and looked at Gao Yi's location, and roared.

Gao Yi couldn't help but be a little flustered now, thinking that this stuffy stick hit the back of the neck of the Yellow Turban Lux even if it was not fatal, it should be dizzy for a while, but I didn't think it was just to get the other party a little skin trauma, Gao Yi used the strength to eat, it seems that the muscles of these Yellow Turban Lux are really not ornaments!

There is no time to think about it, the whole person of the Yellow Turban Lux seems to be bulky, but the body is more flexible than a rabbit, when Gao Yi has not had time to think of the next countermeasure, the other party has already pounced in front of Gao Yi's eyes viciously, the momentum of the steel knife is like a monstrous wave, pressing down fiercely, Gao Yi rolled on the spot, can avoid the blade, even so, in the end, it is still half a beat slower, the back clothes were cut by the blade with a bang, Gao Yi only felt that the back was soaked in layers of cold, when touching with his hands, the wet and sticky liquid touched was not blood or what would be?

"Damn, it's just a small soldier, it's so perverted in strength, and you can't let people live?" Gao Yi scolded with hatred, could he, a modern martial arts elite, die at the hands of a yellow turban thief?

Thinking about this, Gao Yi supported the ground with his hand, and stood up with the stick in his other hand a little swaying, his eyes were sharp and he looked at the Yellow Turban Lux, and hooked it provocatively with his hand, the meaning could not be more obvious:

There is a kind, come again!

"Stinky boy, go die!" "Yellow Turban Lux saw that Gao Yi was just a young man, and his face became more and more fierce, and he shouted loudly, and rushed madly.

"A stupid fork that can only use brute force!" Gao Yi scolded, knowing that he couldn't be so unserious anymore, Zhao Yun was nearby, and if he didn't show his real strength, he would be looked down upon!

Gao Yi looked at the approaching Yellow Turban Lux, his body did not move at all, as if it was a lifeless dead thing, waiting for the other party to come and strike.

However, at the moment when the Yellow Turban Lux was about to hit Gao Yi, Gao Yi suddenly opened his eyes, took advantage of the situation to jump upward, and avoided the edge of the Yellow Turban Lux, but this is not the end, Gao Yi did not wait for the Yellow Turban Lux to react, and stabilized his body in mid-air at the right time, just pressing on the other party's shoulders, like a thousand pounds, like a swift meteor, the Yellow Turban Lux has not yet recovered from the loss of momentum in the air, and was suddenly forced to kneel on his knees by Gao Yi's move, and wanted to raise the knife to slash, but was already hit by Gao Yi's wrist with a stick, and the steel knife fell to the ground, and then when he wanted to protect his body with both hands, he was tripped by Gao Yi's legs at the joints, although he was furious, but he couldn't help Gao Yi for half a point。

That's it, after a while, the Yellow Turban Lux was already out of breath, no longer had the previous momentum, and his strength was a little weaker, Gao Yi saw the opportunity, and hit the back of the Yellow Turban Lux again, this time the guy finally obediently softened to the ground.

After the battle, Gao Yi was about to see where Zhao Yun was to show off his results, but he was shocked by the Yellow Turban wrestler who was lying on the ground not far away and moaning constantly!

"What did you do?" Gao Yi asked Zhao Yun, a young man standing beside the Yellow Turban Lux with an iron spear in his hand.

"Yes!" Zhao Yun looked at the Yellow Turban Sect and those Yellow Turban Leaders surging in front of him, and replied simply without a trace of hesitation.