The King Continent praised the strength of the god of war Lu Bu, but it was as strong as Lu Bu and had a brush with death.

When Lu Bu was lying in the mud and dying, the water handed by a little girl saved him, but Lu Bu, who was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves from his dream, suspected that he had been betrayed and killed all the little girls.

Since then, the god of war has gone through ups and downs several times, and once touched the world, but was recalled by a woman's dance to the memories of the year.

This time, the fallen Lu Bu, in the pitch darkness, heard a voice saying "You can choose".

The man collapsed on the side of the road, dying. The wound caused flies to buzz.

Filthy and fragile little bugs, waiting for the moment to devour their massive prey.

But they didn't wait. The wandering convoy was stationed down, and gentle hands brought clear water.

"Live." The little girl's voice is as beautiful as heaven.

Stay alive.

Night fell. The breeze blows the artemisia grass, and around the burning fire, the girl dances.

Is the dying man in a dream?

The earth trembled slightly. The keen ear immediately sensed that it was the hoof of a rapidly approaching horse.

Dream, woke up. The man clenched his fists. Suspicion grows.

People walked around the campfires and prepared for the night's camp. The man, who suspected that he had been betrayed, resolutely raised his weapon.

The old and weak fell one by one without the strength to resist.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually drifted away, never approaching, it turned out that it was really just a passing by.

Dead silence permeated the roadside. Fang Cai's cheerfulness was like a dream, the man was holding Fang Tian's halberd, standing lonely. Dreams are always short-lived.

How many years have passed since then?

"Red rabbit among horses, Lu Bu among people."

His strength is beyond the ordinary, and he is invincible across the continent. But on a par with the "God of War" of Megatron, it is the name of "courage without strategy".

Lu Bu sneered inwardly. Either you want to take advantage of yourself, or you want to die yourself. This world is so cruel.

Yes, there may be people who willingly become weapons in the hands of others, such as ...... White up. Lu Bu was clearly not interested in such a fate.

No one is born as cheap as a pig or a dog, I will live and get everything I want.

Forbearance and forbearance, betrayal and betrayal, almost, he thought he had touched the world.

Until the woman danced in front of her eyes.

Through the graceful dancing, he saw a dream.

Once upon a time, by a distant campfire...... The joy of that moment was so beautiful, like the spring water that saves lives countless times in the night.

Again, I woke up from the dream.

The body collapsed with a bang, and he was as conscious as he was.

The only sincerity in exchange for the most tragic end. Heroes are at the end of the road.

The black-robed man let out a hoarse laugh. "You can choose."

What to choose? The only choice is to live and get the only reincarnation of the curse.

I just want to live, because no one wants to die, but everyone wants you to die.

"In this world, there is one of the biggest secrets, and the clues are hidden in the book of heaven." The black-robed man said to himself. "I tried hard to get close to it. You are the best experiment. ”

"Unwilling? Then go beyond samsara. ”

Before you know it, the body can start to act again. Familiar to the touch, it is Fang Tian's painting halberd. Strength, power keeps pouring in.

Consciousness, like a candle in the wind, flickering on and off. And that obsession is becoming clearer and clearer.

If you can't be an adult, then become a demon.

Live and ......

"I am the nightmare of this world!"

Diao Chan's graceful dancing always reminded Lu Bu of the joy of that moment by the bonfire a long time ago, and he was crazy about it.

Lu Bu's death was Diao Chan's calculation, but sometimes she herself couldn't help but wonder if there was any unplanned affection quietly taking root?

Can you dance?

In the rain of flowers, dancing gracefully. Countless eyes are intent.

Keep jumping......

"In this troubled world, your existence is a dream. Just let the men dream, and they'll all succumb to your dress. ”

In the dream, the only person who is awake is himself.

To be sober is to live.

She poured wine for the victors. The man was tall and long-crowned, with a dignified appearance, and he tightly held her wrist with a full body of wine.

"Diao, wait. Tomorrow is over, and I will present the world to you......"

Lu Bu, the god of war, is he revealing his true heart? Her eyes were full of admiration and emotion, and she really felt that even she would be deceived.

When it comes to fighting for that chance to live, sincerity is so insignificant.

Fang Tian's halberd grazed the hand of the God of War, and a trace of blood flowed into the wine glass.

Deep in the shadows of the Veil, the dragon took the glass.

"With this...... The secret method of the Demon Dao is impossible to resist even the God of War. Diao, wait. Tomorrow ......"

The sun rises and sets.

The faint fragrance wafts on the battlefield, and the body sways in the wind like a dance.

It's not the dancing girl Diao Chan, but the scout Diao Chan, facing the scattered deserters looking for a familiar figure.

Dead?

Are they all dead?

The god of war, Lu Bu, is really invincible? In the face of absolute strength, all tricks that cannot be put on the table are vain.

But I know you're here, here and .......

I dance in the light, you are the shadow of my candle. You fight in the dark, and I am your Moon Shadow.

The breeze blew through the hills, and the man with the dragon spear looked back at the battlefield.

Dead bodies everywhere, bloody everywhere, this familiar smell, like the place we first encountered. But the shadow is dead.

Diao Chan searched anxiously. Unbeknownst to them, they are getting farther and farther away.

The phantom dancing queen infiltrates the camp. There sat a new victor, the fisherman's hero.

and the ...... who fell to the ground Tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

"Who?" Xiao Xiong sensed something.

"It's an old friend." The dragon got up and held out his hand.

Diao Chan smiled and stepped into the tent, tears gone. The body is like a shadow but the demeanor is all right, and the heart is sad and peerless.

Awake. To be sober is to live. To live is to be reunited.

It's easy to do this, just weave a sweet dream.

On the day when the flowers bloom again, people will have a moment of reunion.

"Don't fall in love with a concubine!"

Zhou Yu, who was born in a famous family, went to Jixia College with the determination to explore, but met the shadow of his life here-Zhuge Liang. The tragic fact of being in second place came to an end with Zhou Yu's return to Jiangjun, and Zhou Yu and Sun Ce embarked on the road of building a dream country together. The plan went very smoothly at first, and on the way to realize her dream, Zhou Yu met the love of her life, Xiao Qiao. But Sun Ce's sudden murder disrupted everything, and the high-spirited young man must now support the building to collapse.

When the primeval era gradually came to an end, the mainland fell into chaos for a time.

Only the three eastern regions were lucky to avoid the scourge of war and still survived vigorously.

Later, through the fire of civilization inherited by Jixia, the three places benefited from each other: Wei was good at iron forging, Shu was good at organs, and Wu was good at shipbuilding.

The East China Sea and the voyage created the prosperity of Koto. The boat is the lifeblood of Wudi, and it is the local wealthy families who lead these lifelines.

They monopolize ships and routes, and enjoy luxury on top of them, but they turn a blind eye to the slumbers in the streets.

They are obsessed with drunken life dreams and immortal techniques, but they don't care about the shattering of Wu Land.

Zhou Yu was born in these famous Jiangdong families, and there is a question that lingers in his heart: