The game of the Three Kingdoms is not a simple game of killing monsters, killing and killing, and you can have a good time. It is also mixed with all kinds of intellectual warfare, inner level, and brain capacity level, not just by whose level is higher and whose ability is stronger, you can kill the other party and unify the country. Here, there are not only outstanding heroes who originally belonged to this time and space, but even the major heroes of the Tianyuan Era Empire, and now, in addition to the Empire, there is also the addition of the Federation! In such a big world, no one can have the confidence to grasp everything, and it may only be one of the winners, and it is impossible to be the only winner.

All this is not simple, so Yun Ting stood in the center of the lobby, not moving, not moving, not even bothering to move his mouth.

If he didn't really have a plan and was unwilling to leave this force that he had fought for in his previous life, he would probably kill everyone who should be killed, and reduce it to ten times with one force, no matter what calculations and conspiracies he had, he would destroy them all with one hand. Because he was familiar, Yun Ting didn't decide to start with the village chief, because he was used to it, so he wanted to pick up the intelligence that he was too lazy to use and have a big competition with these people. It's just that strictly speaking, he has indeed betrayed Huang Tian, and he is also one of the promoters of this Yellow Turban Rebellion that was quickly known by the Han court.

"Yunting, you are here, I'll ask the eldest brother to come out, Yuanyi, you look at him!" Zhang Bao stood up from his chair, said a word, and walked towards the back of the lobby without looking at it again. He can't decide on such a major matter, no matter which party is at fault, there needs to be absolute evidence, and of course, Zhang Jiao is the only one who makes the decision.

Zhang Bao left, only Yun Ting and **** Yi were left in the entire lobby, and the two of them didn't look at each other, and the atmosphere in the whole room instantly became cold. The atmosphere is stagnant, dignified, this is a kind of killing intent that is different from Zhang Niujiao's violent, it is cold and cold, Yun Ting has the intention of killing **** righteousness, and **** righteousness also has the intention of killing Yun Ting. The killing intent of the two people was originally only hidden in their hearts, but when Zhang Bao left, when there were only two people left in this battle, this killing intent was completely exposed and there was no concealment.

I don't know where this knot came from, but after all, between the two, only one person can survive, this is what Yun Ting thinks and is ready to do. He moved a chair, moved it in front of **** Yi, put it down, and then sat on it, and sat face to face with **** Yi, staring at eye to eye.

"Mr. Thirteen, don't you think you're a little too presumptuous like this?" Yi did not get angry, but said indifferently. In particular, he bit the four words of Mr. Thirteen very hard, as if he was mocking something.

The righteous eyes didn't look at the clouds, as if they shouldn't be seen, and they didn't bother to look at it, like an ant-like existence, no matter how they looked, it wasn't enough to be trampled to death with one foot. Yun Ting also knows the mentality of **** righteousness, and relying on it, the two sides seem to have different statuses, and their strength, and they are not at the same level.

Yun Ting himself does not have that certainty, and the strength can kill **** Yi, at least **** Yi can be a second-rate general, let alone Zhang Jiao's big disciple, I don't know what spell he has learned, Yun Ting has no chance.

But he dared to sit here, dare to face **** righteousness, dare to be so arrogant, it was not without reason, so Yun Ting came.

Crisis and interest are only together, it's up to you how you grasp it.

"Presumptuous?" Yun Ting smiled slightly, put the wooden box in his hand on his knees, and then said slowly: "You think I don't know? ”

Yi was stunned for a moment, but it was not that stunned, but as if he saw some joke, he almost laughed. However, this smile was still suppressed, and **** righteousness was still as immovable as a mountain, with a sense of calmness and openness.

He looked at Yun Ting, and didn't know why there was a sense of danger in his heart, which was fleeting, and he didn't want to believe that there was any danger at all.

"What do you know?" Yun Ting didn't answer, but lowered his head, and gently stroked the wooden box on his lap with his hand, and a row of data clearly appeared in front of him.

Item Name: Wooden Box.

Item Description: The wooden box cannot be opened at will, of course, you can open it if you want to, provided that others don't know that you have opened it, and you see something that shouldn't be seen, and the player is responsible for it. (Forgery.) This information is only known to players and a small number of people. ）

After reading the introduction of this wooden box, Yun Ting raised his head again and looked at **** righteousness.

"I went to Luoyang to get this box, and I almost died because of this." Yun Ting said solemnly, this kind of tone, in his experience, is rare to be so solemn.

But this is not over, his voice was raised violently, his body also stood up, leaned forward, and said in the ear of **** Yi: "Moreover, this almost dead thing is not one!" What do you say, our dear first party commander of the Yellow Turban Army. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yun Ting's right hand had arrived, grabbed the wooden box and smashed it towards the head of **** Yi. With a bang, the wooden box smashed on **** Yi's head, and there were a few slight cracks in a few places, and there were a few more blood droplets on the surface of the box, and Yun Ting's right hand trembled slightly due to excessive force.

"That's enough." Yi said lightly, wiping away the blood flowing from the corners of his forehead with his hand, and looked indifferently at the box and the clouds holding the box.

"Not enough, how can it be enough? At least three times, I almost died at your hands, even though you didn't. Yun Ting said, but did not continue to move, but sat back in the chair.

The wooden box with blood was just grasping it with his right hand, and he wondered if he should take this opportunity to smash it a few more times, vent the sulk in his heart, and then talk about life and death.

"I'm thinking about a question, should I hit you a few more times, although you can dodge, but I still want to smash, what do you say?" just said the thoughts in his heart so bluntly, Yun Ting looked at the **** Yi who was sitting in danger, and for the first time had the urge to laugh when he looked at this person.

"Enough!" Yi looked at Yun Ting coldly, there was a flame burning in his eyes, and his naked killing intent radiated out. The palm of his hand clenched into a fist, and the bone joints were blue and white, and there was a crackling sound. He tried his best to endure the killing intent boiling in his heart, he couldn't do it, and if he wanted to do it, he could only do it first, so the small wound on the top of his head was not enough to use as an excuse to kill Yun Ting! He needed a bigger excuse

Shrouded by murderous intent, Yun Ting did not feel half uncomfortable and afraid, but looked at **** Yi, did not give in at all, but-for-tat.

"Not enough, not enough, you know it's not enough, how can it be enough!"

"I'm not enough, and you won't be enough. Hehehehe......" Yun Ting smiled, but there was no half of the meaning of "laugh" in the smile.

"Big brother." Zhang Bao knocked on the door and called softly.

The whole backyard was very clean and quiet, there was not a single guard in sight, nor did I see any superfluous decorations, only Zhang Bao stayed in front of a room door.

"What's the matter?" A voice came from inside the room, a little hoarse, a little dry.

"Big brother, Yun Ting is back." Zhang Bao replied respectfully outside the door, standing quietly in front of the door, waiting for Zhang Jiao's reply from inside the door.

"Really? Is Yi and Yun Ting together, is it just the two of them in the lobby now? ”

"Yes, eldest brother, I came to invite you over, after all, I don't know if Yun Ting is a traitor, so I need to ask eldest brother personally."

Hearing the two coughs coming from inside the door, Zhang Bao's heart suddenly rose, and he asked with some concern: "Big brother, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, you go down first, don't go to the middle hall yet, I'll wait and then go over." Zhang Jiao's voice came out again, which made Zhang Bao feel at ease a little.

"Yes, then I'll go first." After Zhang Bao finished speaking, he walked out of the backyard. Listening to Zhang Bao's footsteps slowly disappearing, Zhang Jiao's eyes slowly closed again, and the wisps of blood left at the corners of his mouth were shocking.

Inside the room, the incense burner in the center has a light smoke that is rising, with a faint fragrance, and the face of Zhang Jiao has become much blurred in this smoke cloud.

"Yunting, **** righteousness, where is Huang Tian... Ahem. But after a few words, another mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and Zhang Jiao moved the palm that was covering his mouth to his eyes.

Looking at the dark red puddle of blood in the palm of his hand, Zhang Jiao suddenly laughed, and the exposed teeth were also bloody, and for a while, there was an indescribable coldness and treachery.

"And you. Zhang Banxian, what exactly do you want to get? ”

"Ugh..."

The whole room was quiet again, except for this sigh of unknown meaning. The smoke cloud gradually thickened, enveloping Zhang Jiao, and in the whole room, only the gray layer of smoke could be seen, but nothing else could be seen.

(End of chapter)