The door of the cell opened and closed, the dirty old robe was silently dragged on the ground, and Ma Chao raised his head.

He felt that his face should be dirtier than the old man's.

When he saw him when he was a child, Ma Chao always warned himself that he couldn't become a man like him.

But the world is unpredictable.

The old man stumbled over to him and sat down on the haystack.

A pungent smell rushed over me.

But perhaps, who knows, for the old man, there is also a strong air flow rushing to the nose.

Ma Chao thought again, "This is the kind of man I don't want to be since I was a child."

The old man began to speak. Ma Chao didn't say a word in order to avoid creating more in common with him.

"Young village master, after tonight, you will be in a foreign land. In your old age, you returned to Xiliang. ”

"In your eyes, a bunch of stinky old men make up the world,—— whether they're old enough or not.

Today, they are scheming fathers and politicians, vying for your pure Western Coolness, polluting light, soil and air, and tomorrow, they are mentors and military authorities who meet you in troubled times, and want to deprive you of your freedom and ideals.

You see all those who try to command you, to admonish you, to tame you as the same kind of people, as corrupt and false idols of the world, and you don't believe any of them.

You've seen a lone beast wading in a river in winter, and it fights you and almost kills you, but you finally hold it and laugh.

It's you. The skin is cold, the blood is fresh, and of all living beings, you only identify with this. ”

The old man opened the wrapping cloth, which was as torn as his robe, and inside were four cold spears, which were still stained with blood.

He threw them at Ma Chao's feet.

"You will go to the land of three points, and you will meet two strong men who belong to different camps, and they will teach you and they will let you go.

They are smart people who have killed countless smart people.

But in the history of our continent, the wisest people write a story of tolerance.

You are lucky, young master, you will be tolerated because you are young. ”

"It's time for you to go." The old man opened the door, "When I set off yesterday, I was still a child, and I washed my face and felt that this world would always belong to me. ”

The wind poured into this room. Ma Chao looked at the cold light gun on the ground.

The land of three points is really a brilliant civilization, and even the war will circulate the "Brief Book of Uncamped Rumors". Ma Chao was breathtaking.

Although he didn't understand any of it.

"Are the two people who are most likely to feel hot in the third of the land: a list of the daily eating and drinking of the fan military division and the sleeveless military division."

"The man is angry! - Don't ask me to master the three-stage dash and open a big hit man who will regain health! ”

"The No Camp Trench Food Expedition Club recruits."

"Are there any prophesies now?"

"Isn't Master Luban not out of the mountain? Why did you participate in the Dream Show? ”

"The fragment has been revealed, and there are two editions of the Book of Creation?"

"You're as strong as I am, aren't you? - Genius Captain Recruitment Teammates Declaration. ”

[It's not rumor-mongering! The fragments of the Book of Heaven are in the cellar of my house! ”

"Is this Returning to the Void Dream Show over?"

"Team Stars recruits teammates without factions! - Your captain is a shining star! ”

"Jixia figure magpie small seven, Nanhuang delivery seven fold, Lu Heluo three points of free shipping."

"The canyon hasn't been normal lately. Do you feel it? ”

"Give far-flung fans a chance! Team Star recruits teammates without factions! ”

"Who is Lu Bu?"

"The son of General Xuanyong was blown up to study, and he rebelled in adolescence and confronted his father everywhere?"

"Look here! I have all the secrets of the world! ”

"Unmistakable! The people of Chang'an are all hedgehogs. ”

"The impact of the rise of Xuanyong on the three-point land - a private interview with Zhuge Junshi."

"Hit and fight. Can't you learn Xuanyong in a three-point place? ”

"Why does someone keep sending out Star Team...... Too many ads account for other news. ”

"Mulan split a core fragment?"

Sima Yi, who was seriously injured by the assassination, was rescued by Zhuang Zhou, who was passing by, where he learned and met his friend Zhuge Liang, who was fascinated by the Book of Heaven and explored the mysteries of the Book of Heaven together, but also accidentally discovered the truth hidden in the shadows.

He took the fragments and returned to the Wei capital to assist the monarch, and when his friends met again, he was already on the battlefield, the light had been annihilated, and revenge had already begun, all of which were his own path.

Sima's eyes were closed, and his eyelids were throbbing.

In the sleepless moments, vague images began to flood into his mind: the death of his father, the little girl of Gangjun, and other scenes that he had no idea of the meaning: in very ancient times, some humans and demons were raised from the bottom of a tower to the top, and they were executed by the archers of the gods......

That's ——? He was told that those people were the ancestors of the Demon Dao family.

His tears could not be contained.

Zhuge , a classmate who was concentrating on copying something, was awakened by his whispers and walked to his side.

He saw as if it was a tortured young man who had finally defeated the nightmare with something: a pale smile after a long struggle that was invisible to others.

Years later, Zhuge saw this smile again. In the camp tent in the Chibi Hill Belt.

It's winter. The north wind was blowing everywhere. Everything is freezing. Not to mention a team that has been defeated and crushed.

In this battle, the alliance of Yicheng and Jiangjun against the Wei army attacking from the south, with the cooperation of Jixia Tonghao, "smiling jugglers" and some unknown forces, Zhuge opened the Dongfeng Altar, an ancient relic with powerful lethality, and dealt a devastating blow to the Wudu ships connected by iron locks.

Sima Yi, the military advisor of Wudu, was in a coma for several days in a serious injury, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the most familiar face in his reading days.

The man sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him quietly. Sima sat up and found that the black blood flow on his wrist had stopped, and the wound had scabbed.

In the entire Wei capital or in the entire three-point land, there will be no doctor who can do this.

"How did you get in?" The black eyes moved slightly, looking at the person in front of him mercilessly.

"Everything is in the calculations." Zhuge replied briefly and stood up, "Let's go." Give those things back to me. Otherwise......"

"Or I'll die?" He looked at the scab on his arm again.

Zhuge did not respond again.

The wind was blowing in the mountains, and they made their way up the steep path.

The third of the land gradually becomes smaller in the occasional overlook and looking back, mountains, rivers, rivers, lakes, and farther away is the coast.

On this sandbox-like territory, all parties exert their strength to expand their own fields, eliminating the strengths of the other, and repeatedly dividing new boundaries.

If God had been on a higher position than they were, had all this been known to God for a long time?

Or is it that the gods, who have long since retired behind the scenes, control their fate forever in every age with the help of power?

These thoughts passed through Zhuge 's mind.

Zhuge immediately realized that this was his usual mind control technique.

He quickly unleashed that control and focused on the man: his former classmate.

The enemy now. Eternal adversary.

However, how difficult it is to face up to the last two points.