"Huh... Ha... Ha. That's why God will.. to collect the contemptible.. This article: Is it rotten? Wen Bufan, in fact, disdainful... A man has long been suffering from mortal disease, even if you wait... If you can't attack Guangzong today, within ten days, the contemptible people will also... will die. ”

Zhang Jiao's face was pale and bloodless, and he spoke intermittently, which made people feel a little desolate.

"The winner is king... The loser is the loser... Even so, the contemptible man has no regrets in his life..."

A man is dying, and his words are good. Wen Han listened to Zhang Jiao's words, the killing intent in his eyes gradually faded, and his face was complicated at this time. Whether Zhang Jiao is right or wrong, he Wenhan is not qualified to say, and no one in the world is qualified to say it. Maybe Zhang Jiao is the only one who has this qualification.

"Text. No.. Every.. In fact, the contemptible people have long been concerned about you, and they have been in Xie County since you began. Speak, dare to be the world... The cold door shouts injustice, and the contemptible people know you... It is a person who knows that the people at the bottom... The people who suffer.

Later, you led the army to resist. Reject Qiang Hu, and dare to go alone... Hu Jing, not afraid of life and death, put back 100,000 Han... Man slave. The contemptible people agree even more, you are a person of my generation. They are all willing to pay for the poor and weak... out of the righteous. Do you know that there are hundreds of people in the world... There are tens of thousands of surnames, and they... It's bitter, really bitter...

Contemptible people were just... I wanted to do what I could for them, but then I didn't know... Unconsciously the power is getting bigger and bigger, and ambitions are also born. The more I think... It's getting more and more impure. The contemptible people knew, and the contemptible people later... What he has done has been detached from what he originally wanted... Walk the track. However, in the later despicable ... There is no going back.

Or because of this, despicable people will... Fail... Wen Bufan, contemptible people have heard that you stand... The next way is to drive the world with public opinion. This road... It's hard to walk, the world is powerful... Wealth, land, and troops, these lives... The pulse is in the hoof... In the hands of the Menshi clan, they will never... It will make you happy. Thy word is destined to be with them... The momentum is incompatible, the water and fire are not.. Appearance. Because, thou hast violated him. Our interests, fundamentally!

I... The earlier ways are no different from you... Slightest. However, the contemptible people are not resistant... Live in ambition and get out of the way. Finally... The day ended. Therefore, the contemptible man is called you today. The meaning, its meaning.. None of them. I just want to do my best for you, for my earlier ways..."

Zhang Jiao's breathing became more and more rapid, as if he couldn't breathe in air, the look in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he reached out and took out three yellowed books from his arms, and continued.

"These three remnants of books are despicable... Inadvertently obtained from a cave. The cave has... A tombstone, the owner of the tombstone is... It's a guy named Nanhua... Eccentric. These three fragments are... It is this person who leaves it to posterity. These three books are not as they are heard... The book of heaven, but the book records ten thousand... The law of all things, there is a formation... There is the art of war... There are also medical skills... And some anecdotes about it...

Thou hast henceforth, well... Watch, I will definitely see it in the future... It makes a lot of use. Take it..."

Zhang Jiao grabbed the hand of the three broken books, and stretched out to Wen Han tremblingly, Wen Han looked complicated, walked over to Zhang Jiao, and took over these three world-famous books, that is, the three heavenly books that Zhang Jiao called "Taiping Essentials".

Zhang Jiao saw that Wen Han did not refuse him, and took "Taiping Technique", a smile unconsciously rose on his pale and colorless face, and his eyes were full of inexplicable expectation and comfort when he looked at Wen Han.

Ahem!! Belch!!

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao coughed violently again, coughing as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs. Wen Han was a little unbearable, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say or what to say. After all, the position of the two is absolutely independent, even if Zhang Jiao has the grace of giving books, it is impossible for Wen Han to let Zhang Jiao go.

Zhang Jiao saw that Wen Han's face was full of embarrassment, waved his hand at Wen Han, and leaned his head on the chair, which would make him much more comfortable. Zhang Jiao's breathing slowly changed from sharp to slow, as if he was trying his best to **.

"Text. No.. Every.. The contemptible know that you... It won't be contemptible... People disappointed... To get to know the people... The pain... Bar... Let them get what they should... Get.. The dignity of... They're any... Man slavery.. of brutes... It's people... Yes... Feelings have... Dignified people... They reasoned... Deserve it... Respect...

Today, in addition to giving... Outside the book, the contemptible also... There's a bonus... In this world, there is only you... Qualified... Get it!! ”

Zhang Jiao said in the end, as if he was dying before returning to the light, suddenly became violent, his hand holding the nine-section staff turned hard, there was a mechanism inside, Zhang Jiao pulled out the sword from the nine-section staff, and cut his throat.

"Wait!"

As soon as Wen Han's words came out, a cold light flashed, and a pool of hot blood splashed on Wen Han's face.

Boom rumble..

Wen Han's eyes widened, looking at the head rolling on the ground, he understood what Zhang Jiao's other gift was.

It's him, the head of Zhang Jiao.

Wen Han gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and stood in place for a long, long time. Zhang Jiao's deathbed words kept appearing in his mind.

"Understand... Dignity... Respect..."

Wen Han muttered in his mouth, carefully put the three volumes of Heavenly Books into his arms, and then leaned over and lifted Zhang Jiao's head. Wen Han wiped it with his hand, closed Zhang Jiao's eyes, and slowly walked out of the house.

When Wen Han walked out, Guan Yu, who was waiting impatiently, was suddenly overjoyed, but when he saw Wen Han's face covered with blood, his expression changed again, but he saw that Wen Han's breath was stable, not like he was injured, so he was a little relieved, and then saw Wen Han carrying a head, and unconsciously greeted him and asked.

"What is this?"

"Zhangjiao's head."

When Wen Han said these five words very plainly, Xu Huang was startled, because there were several yellow turban thieves standing behind Wen Han, Xu Huang and the Black Wind Knight behind him hurriedly grabbed their hands to their waists, ready to fight at any time.

However, the strange thing is that these yellow turban thieves seem to have expected it, like a wood that has lost its soul, and the pestle is there, without any reaction.

Wen Han, Guan Yu, Xu Huang, and the first-class Black Wind soldiers left the small mansion the way they came. Not long after they left, the location of the small mansion suddenly burst into flames. Wen Han couldn't help but turn around and look, his expression was complicated, he couldn't bear it, he was confused, and there was a trace of inexplicable admiration.

In Guangzong City, at this time, the thieves in the Taishou Mansion have been exterminated by the wolf-like soldiers and horses of the court, Dong Zhuo is holding two knives like a red-eyed angry bull, leading a team of soldiers and horses to rush around in the Taishou Mansion.

"Nope! No! There is no such thing here!! ”

Dong Zhuo's eyes widened like a cow, and his nose spewed into the air, he had turned the entire Taishou Mansion upside down, but he didn't see Zhang Jiao's figure.

"It seems that Zhang Jiao is not in this Taishou Mansion. At this time, Guangzong City was full of court soldiers and horses, and he couldn't fly anywhere. The soldiers obeyed the order and went out with me to continue the search in the city!

If you want to see people in life and see corpses in death, you must find Zhang Jiao! ”

Cao Cao and Liu Bei also led a team of soldiers and horses to arrive, and when they saw Dong Zhuo's resentful face, they knew that he had not found Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao's infinitely valuable sweets, Cao Cao didn't want to be robbed, so he hurriedly commanded his soldiers and horses and prepared to go out of the house to look for it. Dong Zhuo and Liu Bei also reacted quickly, and quickly commanded their soldiers and horses, preparing to expand the scope of the search to the entire Guangzong City!

Just when Cao Cao, Dong Zhuo, and Liu Bei rushed out of the Taishou Mansion. Everywhere in Guangzong City, the soldiers under the command of Wen Han came with the news of Zhang Jiao.

"The first thief of the Yellow Turban Thief was killed by my General Wen, and Zhang Jiao has been ambushed!"

"The first thief of the Yellow Turban Thief was killed by my General Wen, and Zhang Jiao has been ambushed!"

The soldiers under Wen Han's command ran all over the city, shouting as they ran. When the surrounding court soldiers and horses heard the news that Zhang Jiao had been beheaded, they immediately shouted happily. As soon as Zhang Jiao died, it meant that the war that lasted for several months was over, and they could finally go home.

Compared with the joy of the soldiers, Dong Zhuo's face was full of darkness, he held a vicious anger in his heart, shook his helmet suddenly, and muttered very gloomily.

"I was taken the lead by this later literary champion! Death! ”

Dong Zhuo's whole big face was twitching slightly, and he quickly calculated in his heart the price and gain he paid for coming to help this time. To his slight comfort, Peng Tuo, one of the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai, died at his hands. But what he expected was a lot worse, and predators like Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao were his biggest goals.

It's just that one of the two brothers died on the generals under Cao Cao, and the other died at the hands of Wen Han. Compared to the harvest of the two of them, Dong Zhuoke only drank a little soup residue, and the entire bowl of soup was almost drunk by Cao Cao and Wen Han.

"Oh, bad luck. This time it's behind again. ”

And Liu Bei, who had no merit to be annihilated, was even more lonely in his heart, sighed greatly, and shook his head gloomily on the side. When Pan Feng and Zhang Fei, two brothers with different surnames, saw this, they hurriedly cast their eyes and comforted Liu Bei. Liu Bei is not the one who is entangled in the past, and he squeezed out a faint smile, indicating that he no longer cares about this gain or loss.