"Then in the end, did the East die undefeated?"

In the tavern, Gao Chen saw Zamon squinting his eyes again, and his fingers were tapping on the glass, and he couldn't help but say helplessly: "I will also invite the cup tomorrow!"

"That's what you said!"

Zamon opened his eyes and showed a big smile, with the intoxication on his face when he reminisced about the spiritual spring, and replied to Gao Chen: "It's not dead, but it's also become that kind of monster." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Monsters? It's a zombie, right? ”

Gao Chen was speechless when he heard Zamon's unserious answer, and was about to ask.

"Zammon is talking about zombies."

The voice sounded, and I saw Qian Dajiang talking, and after smiling at Zameng, who didn't care about his business being robbed, he walked to the table and sat down, looked at Gao Chen with an interested face, and then continued: "But after that battle, Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun, who became zombies, died.."

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A year later.

Three Kingdoms World.

"Greetings, Master!"

In the palace, the sound of greetings was repeated, and everyone knelt down one after another, and Zhu Sandao, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, came from outside the palace.

There is a dusty breath between the steps, like an immortal wandering the world.

However, he said that in the past year, the aura of the world is sufficient, and Zhu Sandao has obtained the Taiping Essentials, and he has cultivated to the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, and he is only one step away from stepping into the foundation.

On Palace Road.

"Grandpa Zhang."

Zhu Sandao looked sideways at an old eunuch who followed him closely, and asked, "Is the saint in the back garden?"

In the past year, Zhu Sandao rarely stayed in the palace.

It was only because of the incident between Saiwai and Dong Zhuo that he often led troops to various places outside Saiwai during the year, and it took about August to suppress and subdue it, and now the territory of the Han Dynasty is getting bigger and bigger.

In the next two months, Zhu Sandao saw that the city outside the border was successfully established, and there was nothing to do with himself, so he got up alone and went back to the imperial capital.

But because Liu Hong had not yet been informed, he didn't know where the saint was, so he asked the father-in-law Zhang beside him.

And the father-in-law Zhang next to Zhu Sandao is Zhang Rang.

At this time, after he heard Zhu Sandao's inquiry, he did not answer immediately.

I saw that he didn't know what was going on, with a nervous look on his face, and said hesitantly: "This... Holy Things.. But the miscellaneous family doesn't know.."

"Oh?"

Hearing Zhang Rang's answer, Zhu Sandao stopped, looked at Zhang Rang with curiosity in his heart, and said, "You often follow the side of the saint, how can you not know?"

Zhang Rang and Liu Hong can be said to have a close relationship, and they are already father and son, so you can know what their relationship is.

But now that he doesn't even know where Liu Hong is, it's no wonder that Zhu Sandao is curious.

"Could it be that you are not a saint and are obsessed with women?"

Zhu Sandao saw Zhang Rang's eyes dodging, thinking that Liu Hong was greedy for fun during his absence.

And Zhang Rang didn't answer, which made him think that Liu Hong asked Zhang Rang to help him ventilate.

"Anyway, the war is over, and I will stay in the palace day and night from now on!"

Thinking in his heart, after Zhu Sandao saw that Zhang Rang was still silent, he suddenly laughed and said: "Father-in-law Zhang, I know your difficulties, you don't need to say it, I'll find it myself."

After the words fell, Zhu Sandao left Zhang Rang and raised his steps and walked towards the back garden.

"It's broken!"

Seeing Zhu Sandao walking towards the back garden, Zhang Rang's heart suddenly shook, and then hurriedly followed: "Master, Master!"

in the back garden.

"Could it be that the Holy One knows how to be considerate of all the people?"

When Zhu Sandao saw that there was no one here, he thought that Liu Hong was handling government affairs in the apse, and after wanting Zhang Rang to surprise him, he couldn't help but guess in his heart.

"Then why didn't Grandpa Zhang dare to tell me directly?"

Thinking in his heart, Zhu Sandao suddenly smiled after seeing Zhang Rang, who was panting and following him: "Grandpa Zhang, this is a good thing, why did you have to support it before?"

"Guru.. I.."

After Zhang Rang took a breath, he was about to speak, but a small figure ran in the back garden.

"Guru, during the year you were away.."

The thin figure cried to Zhu Sandao as he ran: "Zhang Rang and others want to seek power and usurp the throne, and they drank poisoned wine for my father."

There were bursts of crying, and when Zhu Sandao heard it, he only felt a pain in his heart.

The insignificance and helplessness in the big city are trusted and powerful by the saints today in this world.

"Zhang Rang!"

The roar sounded, and the pool in the garden boiled, rolling up a strip of turquoise water that was more than ten feet long.

Its momentum is like the wind, swallowing the frightened Zhang Rang in one gulp, and after it is stirred into a ball in the air, it turns into a rain of blood and falls.

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In the dragon bed, Zhu Sandao looked at the figure on the bed, and he didn't know how to taste it in his heart.

"It's a real world.."

From entering the reincarnation, traveling to the imperial capital, to being enshrined as a master, seeing the saint and not worshipping, and then to fighting with the soldiers outside the fortress...

"Holy Lord, the minister is late.."

"Guru.."

Liu Hong, who was on the dragon couch, heard the familiar words, and immediately opened his somewhat sloppy eyes, opened his somewhat blue-black lips and said, "Master, you are here."

"Holy Lord, don't move."

Zhu Sandao walked lightly to the bed, sat on the dragon couch, looked at the dying figure, and stretched out his hand, only to see the blue-green water and wood two lines of aura entangled.

Bursts of fluorescent light illuminated the somewhat dim houses, as if adding a touch of color, and the hall was full of life.

But when the aura was sent into Liu Hong's body, it scattered away, like a leaky roof, Zhu Sandao couldn't reunite no matter what, and could only watch the aura drift away.

"How can this be.."

Zhu Sandao was stunned when he saw it, and his heart was sad.

"Could it be that after decades of cultivation, can't even save the people you care about?"

When the aura surged, he still wanted to try it.

"Guru.."

A weak voice sounded, and I saw Liu Hong forcibly sit up and shake his head gently at Zhu Sandao: "My business.. I know it myself.."

In the past few days, perhaps it was the obsession in his heart that insisted that he survived, and when he saw Zhu Sandao come back, his pale face showed a long-lost smile.

"Guru.." Liu Hong's eyes gradually closed, and he glanced lovingly at Liu Xie, who was crying, and then held Zhu Sandao's hand and murmured, "Third son.. Liu Xie.. Succeeding to the throne...."

.

Zhu Sandao stood quietly in the dragon bed, and countless scenes appeared in his mind.

He saw.

After learning the news, the ministers rushed to the palace to cry and pay homage.

Among them is Cao Cao, who has a sad face.

There is Lu Zhi who is howling and crying.

There is an expressionless Yuan Shao.

There is Liu Bei who doesn't know what to think in his heart..

"It's a real world, I've been living here for a year.."

Between the horses and flowers, scenes emerged in front of his eyes and staged.

"Guru.."

I don't know how long it took, a fragile children's voice sounded in the empty hall, which woke Zhu Sandao up.

"Guru.."

Liu Xie pulled the hem of Zhu Sandao's clothes with his small hand, and looked up at the person in front of him: "You haven't rested for seven days.."

The empty temple had been unoccupied four days before.

The departure of the ministers, the struggle for various rights.

Only Zhu Sandao was left standing here quietly.

"It's been seven days.."

Zhu Sandao muttered to himself, looked at the timid figure in front of him, and gently brushed his head with his hand.