There is a place two hundred and fifty miles away from the west of Chang'an City, and Dong Zhuo established a mansion there, called Long Live Dock, where treasures are widely gathered, and the valley is stored for 30 years. Dong Zhuo, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, once said after waiting for the Long Live Dock to be completed: "The thing is done, and the world is strong; No, keeping this is enough to get old. ”。

At the beginning, Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an City, and his greed also seemed to seek a way back for himself, hiding treasures in the nest Long Live Dock, in order to facilitate the commuting between Chang'an City and Yiwu in the Han Dynasty, he used hundreds of thousands of remote soldiers, whipped ropes, and built this galloping road. The vehicle ran on it, and the guards guarded its side, which was very fast and safe.

Back then, whenever Dong Zhuo returned to the Long Live Dock from Chang'an City, he had to be sent by the minister, and he was not allowed to get on the horse.

The people surnamed Dong in the Long Live Dock also enjoy an extremely luxurious life with Dong Zhuoquan, rich and glorious, and it can be said that the ultimate life in the world has been enjoyed by the people surnamed Dong.

The small birch tree next to Weishui stands in the moonlight like water, gently swaying the green leaves like a coquette, longing for the moisture of the night dew, and the stars in summer are as cute as naughty children. The starry sky is reflected on the turbulent water, and it dances up and down with the waves, and it is very naughty.

But at this moment, Weishui, long live the dock, is already crying, and all the people are shouting words like wrongful help.

Only one old lady is over ninety years old, which can be described as a long life, and none of the soldiers escorted are rough with it, one is that the person is already old, and there is no need to be rough again, and the second is that she is Dong Zhuo's mother, Dong Zhuo is certainly a disaster to the world, but his mother is a good party, as if to repay her debts, walking to the edge of Weishui, Mrs. Dong's old right hand is holding a little girl who has not yet reached the end of time, and the little girl's eyes show fear.

Weiyang Jun - Dong Bai!

She is Dong Zhuo's granddaughter, and now she is going to the execution ground.

Destroy the Nine Clans!

The Dong family, all the nine clans were wiped out, it is said that it is the nine clans, in this long live dock, there are only three clans of the Dong clan that Wang Yun can kill, and the rest are like Niu Fu and the like, even if Wang Yun wants to kill, he is powerless.

originally wanted to destroy his full family, but Liu Xie, the son of heaven, died at the hands of Dong Zhuo, and if he didn't destroy his nine clans, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Stroking her great-granddaughter's small brain, Mrs. Dong smiled, not afraid at all, showing a smile, her cloudy eyes revealed a hint of joy, her real great-granddaughter had already been sent out by her back then, in order to leave a trace of incense for the Dong family, Dong Zhuo's ambition, Mrs. Dong's heart is like a mirror, she is afraid that one day, such a situation will occur.

No one found out about Mrs. Dong's hand, not even Dong Bai's father or even Dong Zhuo himself.

In the past ten years, Mrs. Dong has basically washed her face with tears, pitying her poor great-granddaughter, but the sadness at the beginning has become fortunate now.

Mrs. Dong looked up at the night sky full of stars with her efforts, and blinked her eyes playfully, but it was a pity that she could no longer see the star that belonged to her son, and lowered her head and whispered: "Virtue is injured, and you are ashamed." ”

As soon as the words fell, from the officials in Chang'an City, they saw that the Dong family in the Long Live Dock or the people related to the Dong family were all dragged out, and hundreds of people knelt on the edge of Weishui with their heads bowed, and when the word slash came out of the mouth of the prison officials, hundreds of ghost head knives were shining on the cold starlight, full of coldness, originally this year's autumn was not much different from the winter of previous years.

The sound of the wind falling from the treetops in the air at night, the sound of various leaves falling into the air from the treetops and falling are mixed together, and the sound of falling on the ground is extraordinarily supernatural, even if it is an executioner who has killed countless people, at this time, he can't help but be terrified.

They're really scared...

But after eating this mouthful of food, even if you are afraid, you have to hold on, all the knife and axe hands spit on the palms of their palms, and strive to wipe the palms of their hands, and with a sharp hand, the feeling of killing criminals in the past resurfaced again, the bridge of the eyebrows was horizontal, the murderous aura was horizontal, and the trembling arms were once again stable at this moment.

The official who supervised the beheading was also slightly chilled when he saw this, and he also noticed the strangeness just now, and the warlocks who resisted in the Long Live Dock had all been killed, and as for the gifted abilities, they had already seen the bad situation and fled....

It's just that the monk can't escape from the temple, and the clansmen of the Dong family are basically in the Wansui dock, but they don't have the ability to escape if they want to escape.

After looking at the gradually sinking sky, the official who supervised the beheading shouted: "Behead!" ”

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of executioners were shocked, and the ghost head knife in their hands was aimed at the cartilage of the prisoner's neck, that is, it was a knife that went down, and it was so sharp that even those people did not feel that they were dead, and as a result, the huge human head had already rolled to the ground.

The blood gushing out from the neck instantly dyed the endless Weishui into a piece of red, and the birch trees on both sides of the shore rustled, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground, stained with red blood, just like the tears of the Dong family, but the anger was also sad.

The life and death of a person determines the rise and fall of a family!

The Dong clan has been strong from one side to the world, just in just a few years, standing on the top of the heads of the people in the world, but the decline and fall is only overnight, Dong Zhuo's death is only an hour, and the Dong clan who are in the Wansui dock are captured one by one and knelt on the edge of the Weishui, and their heads fall to the ground.

In the palace of Chang'an City, the palace that was originally resplendent and magnificent, but at this moment under the light of the stars, it is extremely desolate.....

Leaving an empty palace is too bleak.

In the main hall, now only Wang Yun is left, sitting alone, all the calculations, with the death of today's son, everything is over...

"Xun Ciming, you hurt me... Xun Ciming... You're hurting me! Wang Yun's eyes became red, and blood gradually flowed out of the corners of his eyes, in the first year of the first peace, Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an, and burned the prosperous Luoyang City with a fire, at that time, he asked Xun Shuang how Dong Zhuo ended, and Xun Shuang replied to him with a word! It is precisely because of Xun Shuang's words that Wang Yun has planned so far, just to kill Dong Zhuo!

But! But!

Xun Shuang didn't tell him that as soon as Dong Zhuo died, he would die with him today!

I knew this was the case, why bother to spend so much effort in the first place, and everything turned out to be in vain.

"The old man is unwilling! There must be a way! The people of the Liu clan... Liu clansmen..."Wang Yun was like a crazy demon, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he frantically rushed into the place where the Son of Heaven had reviewed the folds, and kept flipping through the folds that had already been reviewed, and suddenly, Wang Yun found an object, held it in his hand and laughed.

"Heaven will not kill me! Heaven will not kill me! ”

However, in another place, on the current of the Yangtze River, Lu Qi's boat did not go in the direction of Xiangyang, but could not wait to rush back to Yangzhou.

"Not good! It's really not good! ”

Sitting on the small boat, the boat went all the way against the river, riding the wind and waves, and galloping quickly, Lu Qi frowned, today's variables were too great, and he was directly caught off guard, so that the subsequent arrangements could not be carried out.