It wasn't until a ball of fluffy flesh scurried onto Zhang Zhangyu's shoulder that he was sure that those familiar dog barks were not made by Li Le. It's this pesky puppy on the shoulder.

Zhang Yu wanted to escape, he panicked, after all, the psychological shadow can't be said to be scattered, jumping up and down, but he can't shake off the enthusiasm of the little dog, stretching out his sticky tongue, trying to please Zhang Yu.

"Alright, alright, know you're back! Go down! ”

It seemed to really understand human speech, and it jumped lightly and fell back to the ground, with a light of expectation in its eyes.

"Wow! Woohoo! ”

"Alright, stop screaming! This will take you to Xiaoling. ”

Xiaoyu jumped happily, followed behind Zhang Yu, and happily flapped his tail.

Although it was not clear why Li Le collapsed here for no reason, his breathing was still there, and there were no wounds on his body, so he called the wise and martial Lu Bu and asked him to help raise his hand and send him to the house for medical treatment.

Lu Bu didn't say much, he lifted Li Le easily, carried it on his shoulders, steadily, and effortlessly.

Before he crossed the threshold, there was a pleasant voice behind him,

"Xiaobu, you're running around again, come back quickly."

Zhang Yu looked at it when he heard it, and suddenly froze in place, stunned.

Seeing the woman, the plain skirt was slightly swinging, unable to hide her elegance, green silk was flying, her skin was like snow, her pretty face was charming, she could close the moon, and her cold eyes and lips were enough to be ashamed.

Is that person a fairy from the sky, how can he be so good-looking, even better than many modern stars?

Seeing the woman coming, the puppy snorted happily and signaled that he was here.

Junior? Aren't you called Xiaoyu? Also, who is this beauty? Your master? What about Xiao Ling'er?

Looking at the enigmatic puppy behind him, Zhang Yu had too much information in his mind to deal with it.

When the woman saw the puppy, as well as Zhang Yu and others, she showed a shallow smile, which made people feel a little chilled.

She walked slowly, but she couldn't hear the sound of her walking, if she was flying out of the sky, she didn't make a sound, and she came suddenly.

Step by step, he slowly approached Zhang Yu and the others, and did not speak again, giving people an indescribable feeling of cold arrogance.

Walking to the puppy, I thought she was going to pick up the puppy, but she didn't, she didn't even stop, she went straight forward, and walked towards Lu Bu and them, her sleeves swayed slightly, and she didn't know what to do.

Lu Bucai ignored the people behind him, carried Li Le, and walked into the house.

The atmosphere was slightly weird, and there were always some indescribable emotions caught in the air, Zhang Yu thought to himself, could this woman still have something to do with Lu Bu? Hum! This time I caught your handle, my wife and daughter were suffering, but I was outside in the wind and snow, and I turned around and told my wife that I want you to look good!

Zhang Yu, who thinks like this, ignores the phenomenon of three wives and four concubines in ancient times.

Looking at the two figures approaching quickly, one is heroic and heroic, and the other is delicate and watery, but the picture does not lose disobedience, but Li Le on Lu Bu's shoulders is full of disobedience.

Zhang Yu blinked his eyes, and saw that the woman opened her slender hands, as if she wanted to give Lu Bu a big hug, her cold eyes seemed to have tears shining, I don't know what kind of emotion.

Seeing the critical moment, the puppy barked twice, which ruined the atmosphere, Zhang Yu squatted down, moved his eyes to the annoying puppy, and made a boo gesture to make it quiet.

When he looked back again, the two people in front of him completely subverted his beautiful imagination.

There was no affectionate embrace at all, just a shiny dagger that bared its fangs in the sun.

It danced its body vigorously, wanting to taste the flesh and blood of Lu Bu's body.

This has changed too fast, one second is delicate, the next second it is like a person, the tricks are vicious, and every time it is a killer.

What kind of heavenly fairy is this, this is clearly a thorny rose.

Li Le, who was on Lu Bu's shoulder, had already been thrown aside, and he was very embarrassed. Lu Bu dodged left and right, and didn't fight back, his expression was a little complicated, indebted? Repentance? It's more helplessness. While dodging, he was still thinking something in his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade the person, but Zhang Yu couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, he only knew that persuasion didn't have much effect.

What is this, love and hate? Zhang Yu couldn't understand it, but he couldn't continue like this, shouting loudly, someone came to help. This is indeed a matter of human life.

The dense thrusts like raindrops did not hurt Lu Bu a single hair, but Lu Bu seized the opportunity, grabbed the woman's hand, used force on her wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground in response, the woman still refused to give up, one hand was bound, she still had feet, and with a force, the flying leg kicked towards Lu Bu.

Lu Bu had never encountered any attacks, and when he saw the path, he waved his tiger arm and grabbed the woman's foot again, clasped it tightly, and shouted a little louder.

Zhang Yu finally heard what Lu Bu said,

"Miss Ren, please calm down!"

Allow? That person's surname is Ren? Was there any beauty with the surname Ren at the end of the Han Dynasty? Zhang Yu couldn't think of it.

The girl Ren who was grabbed by the ankle was flushed, her gloom was unabated, she was not calm, tears flowed down, and her pitiful appearance was heartbreaking.

"Damn the wicked, kill my sister, and now I am so light, I must take your life!"

In the cry, there is hatred and helplessness.

What the? Lu Bu actually killed someone's sister? How can you slighten her again?

The more Zhang Yu listened, the more he didn't understand, and looked at Lu Bu, wanting to get an explanation.

Lu Bu realized that this gesture was indeed a little indecent, so he let go of his hands, returned the woman's freedom, and wanted to explain, but the woman was lying on the ground, crying loudly, and did not give Lu Bu a chance to explain at all.

The crying is heart-wrenching, sad to the liver and spleen, once upon a time, there was such a desperate cry in Luoyang.

Lu Bu stayed where he was, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, Zhang Yu didn't know what to do, the puppy ran forward to comfort her, but he couldn't stop her sorrowful scream.

More and more people, hearing Zhang Yu's call for help, gathered here, and saw such a scene, and I don't know what was going on, there were more and more people, even the Yan family came here, saw the people, frowned, and came to Lu Bu's side,

"Fengxian, what the hell is going on?"

As he spoke, he bent down to help the man up.

Seeing that Yan's clothes were covered with blood and his face was a little pale, Lu Bu was extremely worried, ignored Yan's question, and asked with concern,

"Madame, are you hurt? How is it covered in blood? ”

"I'm fine, it's all the blood of the wounded, and I forgot to change it in a hurry."

Holding the hand of the crying woman, trying to help her up, but his strength was a little insufficient,

"Fengxian, help help people up, it's all your fault, I'll ask you about it later."

Lu Bu shrugged, helpless, bent down together, stretched out his thick arms, and wanted to help up the woman who was still crying, today he has helped others a lot, but this time, he regretted it.

Lu Bu was defenseless, but the woman seemed to have a premeditated plan, taking advantage of Lu Bu's squatting, the speed was fast, grabbed the dagger in front of her, and stabbed Lu Bu, Lu Bu couldn't dodge, looking at the dagger that was only one position away from her, there was no way.

A little cold light arrived, and the dagger was blood-red.

Lu Bu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what had just happened, and the woman didn't expect that it would end like this.

Yan's clothes were stained with the blood of another person, not Feng Xian, this time it was her own blood.