In the first year of the first peace, it was the season of autumn harvest, but the cold wind was like a knife.

"Woo, woo~~~"

The wind whined, blowing up the fallen leaves all over the ground, and flew into the distance with an endless gloom, and the dark clouds seemed to press down to the ground, and the air was so dull that it seemed to explode.

"Phew, drink~~~"

Dressed in black armor, holding a long knife in one hand to drive away the people, and holding a torch in the other hand to burn things, the Xiliang soldiers were wreaking havoc everywhere loudly.

Under the expulsion of the Xiliang barbarians, the people of Luoyang have long since lost the arrogance of seeing places outside the imperial capital. Those who abandoned their fields and houses, and brought their families with food, looked at their own fields and ancestral houses, and in Luoyang, where every inch of land was valuable, what a wealth this was, but now it has been burned down.

It can be described as a century-old furniture, once dispersed.

Luoyang, the imperial capital, has been a place of peace and tranquility for hundreds of years since Emperor Guangwu. Even the Yellow Turban Rebellion, which swept through the 28 counties of the Seven Prefectures of the Han Dynasty a few years ago, did not burn the flames of war to Luoyang City. Who would have thought that once the emperor died, the general He Jin would compete with the eunuchs for power.

As a result, the snipe and the clam competed, and the Dong thief benefited.

Since Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, the Xiliang soldiers have burned, killed, looted, and done all kinds of evil, which is really more demonic than the devil.

Just when the people of the imperial capital were suffering, Yuan Shao, after the fourth and third dukes, at the beginning of this year, summoned all the princes of the world to gather in Chen Liujun and Chen Binghu to prepare to kill Dong thief and rescue the Son of Heaven.

The news spread, causing the people of the imperial capital to fall into endless cheers.

But Dong Zhuo seems to have been sent by God to torture everyone, and he ran away by himself and became Dong Ranran; did not forget to drive the people westward, intending to block the pursuit of the coalition forces.

The people of the imperial capital could not be rescued by Dong Yijun outside; Inside, he was driven westward by Dong Thief's Xiliang barbarians. The only hope in their hearts was also shattered, and the road to the west was crowded with people, but most of the people had lifeless faces, like walking corpses.

Whoever says that the emperor is good, who knows who hates it now.

In the midst of the sky-high firelight and the wails everywhere, an inconspicuous thin woman dressed in sackcloth, with a dirty face and an inconspicuous face, was leaning tightly into the crowd.

The cold wind swept in again, and the thin thin woman seemed to have tripped over the cold wind, trembling, and fell into the mud puddle.

A young couple in their thirties next to them couldn't help but feel pity when they saw this scene. Then the young woman stepped forward, picked up the delicate woman, took out a few pieces of steamed buns, and stuffed them into the poor woman.

In these troubled times, food is more valuable than money.

The thin woman didn't expect that from the beginning of the year to the present, along the way, although she met people she didn't know, somehow, everyone would help her.

If this is a good fate, why should I be a weak woman in such a catastrophe? The thin woman lowered her head, choking on tears as she dried.

"Woo, woo"

Two rockets flew past the thin woman's ear, and with the call of death, they plunged straight into the crowd, one pierced through the chest, and nailed a man into the ground, and a stream of hot blood spurted out of the man's mouth, and it seemed that he would not live; The other skillfully rubbed a man's trouser legs, and under the raging wind, the flames instantly burned the man's coat, and when the man hurriedly shook off his coat, he revealed a beautiful white cheek.

"Kuba, Kuba"

Some of the Xiqiang barbarians in the Xiliang army not far away, seeing the man who took off his coat, spoke some incomprehensible frontier barbarian language, shouted at his companions, and seemed to have discovered a new world.

After the man threw off his coat, he also noticed that something was wrong, and his face turned pale. She already knew how much torture she would suffer next, so she bit her silver teeth, preferring to break the jade rather than be complete, picked up the scissors in her arms, and stabbed them to her chest with hatred.

Her hatred is understood by everyone; Everyone admires her ruthlessness!

She is hating this inhumane and chaotic world, and she is also hating her natural beauty!

The thin woman saw what happened to the man through the firelight, and she didn't feel pity, but felt pathetic. In troubled times, women must learn to protect themselves, especially beautiful women.

The thin woman stuffed the remaining bun into her belt, and then stained some mud from her coat to cover her face that was not very beautiful again. Then he and the young couple, supporting each other, close to the crowd.

"Scorpion Ayu!"

When Hu Bing found it no fun, he stopped harassing the crowd and set fires everywhere.

On the other side at this time, Liu Xie, the thirteen-year-old son of the Han Dynasty, saw the flaming Luoyang Capital, and he didn't know whether he was too frightened or hateful, so he was angry for a while and fainted.

This not only frightened the ministers present, but also shocked Dong Zhuo.

At this time, Dong Feifei had lost his ambition in Xiliang at that time, and was increasingly chasing lust, superstitious and violent, and after losing for a while in the Tiger Prison, he was afraid, so he held the Son of Heaven hostage and moved the capital from Luoyang to Chang'an.

It's really true: a hero in the past, a coward on the red wall today.

Seeing Liu Xie, who had fainted, Dong Zhuo hurriedly pulled away the ministers, hugged the Son of Heaven, and called out to the imperial doctor. If there was no young Liu Xie to bully, Dong Zhuo himself was afraid that it would be difficult for him to act so arbitrarily.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Li Ru felt bitter in his heart. He didn't expect that the proud father-in-law and lord guild would become like this, with no ambition, just to keep his power.

If the lord acts like this, I am afraid that in the near future, the Dong family and his party will be torn to pieces by the seemingly respectful Hanchen present, and all I can do is to drag this day a little longer?

After a long sigh, Li Ru stepped forward, went to Dong Zhuo's side, and said: "Today, the dragon is not in good health, and I hope that the country will protect Your Majesty, and take a car together to forgive the hearts of the ministers." ”

In this way, there are Xiliang sergeants outside, and the Son of Heaven is held inside, but the ministers of the minister dare not mess around.

Dong Zhuo's heart was in turmoil at this time, how could he know Li Ru's heart, but he knew that his son-in-law was good for himself, so he responded with his mouth.

So Dong Zhuo gently picked up Liu Xie, the son of today, and walked into the dragon chariot as carefully as if he was holding a porcelain doll.

At this moment, Dong Zhuo's mind is not proportional to his pig-like physique.

At this time, Liu Xie, who was lying in Dong Zhuo's arms, was no longer the original cowardly Liu Xie, a soul from the future penetrated into the body of the Son of Heaven in Dong Zhuo's hands today.

You woke up and opened your eyes, only to see a pig's head coming. Suddenly, the memory in the brain exploded, and the two flood-like memories collided with each other, and the brain tightened.

I saw Liu Xie raise one hand and point at Dong Zhuo, his little hand trembled, but he couldn't say a word, and after a while, he fainted again.

At this time, a soul in Liu Xie's brain was a mechanical Xiaoshuo in later generations, living aggrieved in the prosperous China; The other soul is the Son of Heaven in the hands of others today, and he is also living aggrievedly.

The two aggrieved souls seem to have found common ground, moving from attacking each other to merging with each other.

In the end, the adult soul swallowed up the soul of the teenager, and a future emperor who was not Liu Xie but was victorious was Liu Xie - reborn in a fire and killing.