If something goes wrong, it's a demon, but there is no demon in the world...

- Remember

"Hui Shuai Liu Bei!"

"Hui Shuai Liu Bei!"

"Hui Shuai Liu Bei!"

......

The faces of the villagers moved, as if they realized something, and they knelt down and shouted, Liu Bei was wearing an ink mask, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Guan Yu's expression moved: "Big brother..., or promise them to be handsome!" ”

"Yes! Eldest brother... This is the desire of the people! Zhang Fei also spoke, and the villagers were stunned for a while, they...

Liu Bei seemed to be hesitating, stopped and put away his paintbrush and said: "Then since everyone loves me so much, Liu is no longer polite, and everyone who swears... Those who swear allegiance to Liu will receive food! ”

That's it... The handsome Liu Bei spread in Zhuo County, and Liu Bei even robbed the bandits, used the looted grain as military food, recruited elite soldiers, and won over the first team in his life!

Years later, someone asked me, why did you pretend to be a demon painter? Why loot the bandits? That's what I told him, when someone lights a fire, someone will rob, and I rob the wicked, so the disguise is also the wicked, the reason why this is so is that I want those bandits not to dare to be bandits anymore, so that the demon painter will send someone to kill me, the pretending person, but the demon painter seems to have forgotten me...

Do evil do good?

Luoyang Huangfu Mansion...

"Yu Poison Supplement (Bu) has been, the white finch is flying swallow, enchanting and picturesque..."Huangfu Changming took the cyan paintbrush, slowly embellished it on the white canvas, and muttered in a low voice.

There was a lively noise outside, and Huangfu Changming quietly painted a picture as if he had never heard it, and the door was kicked open, and no other sound came out!

He Jin took Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Wang Yun and others, stunned to look at the young man who was painting, only to see that the white canvas was filled with black fog, full of poisonous gas, a vague figure was admiring the two stunning beauties, the two stunning beauties were dancing from the pace and posture, accompanied by them dancing with a white finch, a flying swallow, the whole picture gave people a feeling of being in the clouds, just like the current situation.

But when everyone saw a sentence under that picture, their expressions became shocked, because that sentence described the six members of the demon soldier organization: "Yu Poison Supplement (Bu) has been, the white finch is flying swallow, and it is enchanting and picturesque..."

I don't know how long it took, Huangfu Changming put away the pen with satisfaction, put it on the table next to him, and said with interest: "Even General Xiahou has been drawn with three swords, except for the most mysterious and terrifying skeleton man, I can't think of anything else..."

At this time, Huangfu Changming looked at the door, and immediately got up and said: "See the general, see the right middle general, the north middle general..."

Before Huangfu Changming finished speaking, He Jin interrupted: "Great painter, you don't have to salute, now your status is no worse than that of me, a general, let's say, when will the troops be dispatched, it has been a few days, you are not in a hurry, the saint is still in a hurry?" ”

Huangfu Changming clenched his fists and bowed deeply: "If it is expected to be good, the Holy Lord is not in a hurry, it is General He himself who is in a hurry!" ”

"I'm in a hurry, too! Changming boy, the old man won't beat around the bush with you, it's not that your Uncle Zhu looks down on you, I really haven't served anyone with a war, and Zhu Jun will be invited to fight! Zhu Jun said impatiently.

Seeing this, Huangfu raised his head, stood up straight and said, "Do you know how many people there are in the enemy army?" How many generals does the enemy have? Do you know what other plans the enemy has? ”

Huangfu Changming asked three questions in a row, Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "The Yellow Turban traitors are all low-level people from some peasants, who know how to arrange troops, let alone know what tactics, you think too highly of them, great painters!" ”

Huangfu Changming shook his head, and directly put on a tough posture and said: "Since the Holy Lord has handed over all the military power to me, then no one can send troops without my order, I still say the same thing, the time has not come..."

"The time has not come... The time has not yet come! When will the time come? Changming boy, the old man will not accompany you here to waste time, if you wait for another ten days and still do not send troops, the old man will play the saint and immediately send troops to fight the thief! After Zhu Jun said this, he turned his head and left, Wang Yun and the others wanted to stop him, but they didn't stop him!

"Ahem..."He Jin said with some embarrassment: "Great painter, it's not me urging you, it's the soldiers under your command who are already impatient, that... When will the time come? ”

Huangfu Changming looked at Luoyang City outside the house, and still spoke: "The time has not come..."He Jin sighed, and also turned around and left, what Lu Zhi wanted to say, and finally left with Wang Yun and the others.

Huangfu Changming watched everyone leave, and said helplessly: "Once the war starts, it will be a river of blood, and when you want to stop, you won't let you stop, until you or the enemy... Fall in fear and killing! ”

"It's not that they don't understand, but they understand too much, war is the grave of the weak, and it is the stepping stone of the strong, Zhu Jun is not a butcher, the reason why he is so radical is because he sees the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, his path to promotion, as the saying goes, one will eventually become ten thousand years of withering, this is the truth!" Huangfu Song walked into the house from the outside.

A trace of helplessness flashed on Huangfu Changming's face, and on his somewhat sick face, he said with a pale color: "So I haven't counted on them, to destroy the Yellow Turban traitors, it is enough to have a father!" ”

"Yes, it is enough to have a father, but in such a situation, the father doesn't know where you have the confidence you have, and the Yellow Turban traitor is not as simple as we think!" Huangfu Song frowned, revealing a worried expression.

Huangfu Changming lay on the chair boringly, raised his head to look at Fang Liang and said, "Because we have a demon painter!" ”

"Demon painter? No way! Demon painters are mostly with the Yellow Turban Traitor! Huangfu Song said with a surprised face.

"Father, have you forgotten that two of the three people have died, and who is the one left?" Huangfu Changming looked at Huangfu Song, and his bright eyes looked directly at him.

"Zhang Jiao !!" Huangfu Song suddenly remembered something, and said in shock, Huangfu Changming nodded slightly, and said with a boring face: "So I've been waiting, waiting for the moment when Zhang Jiao dies, and all this will end!" ”

Huangfu Song's expression moved, and he was still a little worried: "What if Zhang Jiao has never died..."

Deer City

The fantastic capital city is as untouchable as a mirage, but... It really appears in front of you, some people say that Zhang Jiao is a god, some people say that Zhang Jiao is a ghost, and some people say that Zhang Jiao is a ghost god!

"Yes! It is rumored that Zhang Tianshi is a person of ghosts and gods, have you seen the undulating yellow palace? That's the heavenly capital where Zhang Tianshi lives! A man wearing a yellow scarf looked at the palace suspended in the air with envy.