[Broken Soul]

The Three Kingdoms are like a dream of chaos in the world, and they are free to fly flowers and water. A wisp of incense passed away with the wind, and Liangzhou Iron rode into Kyoto.

—Epigraph

"Laugh and laugh! "In the dark night, the lonely cry like a wolf's howl sounded all the way along the moat.......

A man in a wedding dress was soaking wet, his long hair was tangled, he stood in the turbulent moat, his palms kept patting the surging water, "Give me a smile!" And I laugh! "One after another screams were swallowed up by the sound of the waves, the night shrouded the moat, the sky and the earth seemed to be connected, and only the sound of the waves crashing on the shore remained......

Wang Yun was dressed in white like snow, still standing on the bank as fine as a fairy, looking at the moat fixedly, with no joy or sadness.

"Lord Situ, while Dong Zhuo has not come ashore, leave quickly." Bao Zheng, who was standing on the side, took the horse forward and persuaded in a low voice, "If he goes crazy, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave." ”

Wang Yun glanced at the man who was hopeless in the turbulent river, so crazy, so pathetic, like a lone wolf who had lost his mate.

"The world, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic." Turning over and getting on the horse, Wang Yun muttered in a low voice.

"Lord Situ?" Baozheng was slightly stunned, puzzled.

"If you die with a smile, Dong Zhuo is a crazy horse that has lost its reins." Speaking lightly, Wang Yun whipped the horse and left, leaving only the clanging silver chain at his ankles.

Is it not just this world that is chaotic?

Bao Zheng understood, no longer spoke, just raised his whip to catch up with Wang Yun.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Something happened in the house! As soon as Wang Yun left, someone shouted from afar and galloped all the way.

The person who came was a soldier under Dong Zhuo's tent, and when he saw Fan Chou, he hurriedly rolled the saddle and dismounted, and fell to the ground covered in blood.

Holding Ling'er's stiff body in his arms, Fan Chou came back to his senses.

"My lord! My lord! After listening to the news from the soldier's desperate death, watching him choke his breath in front of him, Fan Chou shouted and rushed to the moat, and his chaotic eyes regained clarity, "Wang Yun's men and horses are killing people in the mansion, he is going to destroy the Dong Mansion!" ”

Dong Zhuo turned a deaf ear, still patting the river all the way, not giving up his hopeless search.

He seemed to be able to hear the sound of Xiaoxiao crying for help in the depths of the river, and his Xiaoxiao was crying...... She was calling for him, and she wanted him to save him...... He always felt that as long as he continued to search, maybe the next moment, his smile would return to him...... Back in his arms......

…… Is it possible to keep him alive with such hope?

"My lord! Wang Yun's men and horses are washing the Dong Mansion in blood! Seeing that Dong Zhuo was unmoved, Fan Chou said hurriedly.

There is a blank space in his ears, what does his life have to do with him? He Dong Zhuo is a tyrannical, if he dies with a smile, he will ask everyone to come to bury him with a smile!

Fan Chou stood on the shore in a daze, watching Dong Zhuo shoot the waves in the moat shrouded in darkness like crazy...... The hopeless search......

Until the east gradually reveals the white of the fish's belly.

With a slight jump in his heart, Dong Zhuo looked at the not far ahead, the red that slowly swayed with the river......

Wading through the flowing water, Dong Zhuo stepped forward, slowly stretched out his hand, and scooped up the dazzling red from the water, which was the fabric on Xiaoxiao's underwear, which was originally prepared for the wedding night, and was probably tripped by the stones in the water and did not drift away......

The heart is like falling into an ice cave.

Finally, can this hopeless search be ended? There is not even a glimmer of hope.

He looked fixedly at the festive red in his hand, and despair came to him...... He Dong Zhuo is destined to be lonely for a lifetime after all!

Why, even the only warmth he has left should be deprived?

It was supposed to be a happy day for him to laugh and laugh, why could the sky be so cruel?

"My lord......" Fan Chou led the horse and came forward, seeing Dong Zhuo's pale face, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Go home." With two cold words, Dong Zhuo turned around and went ashore, turned over on the horse, and whipped the horse's back fiercely, leaving a blood red.

The mount under the crotch was in pain, and spread its hooves and ran wildly.

Stepping on the rising sun, Dong Zhuo rode his horse all the way.

The killing in the mansion has not stopped, with severed limbs and stumps, and blood meandering.

Jumping off the horse, lowering his head and kicking open a broken head by the door of the mansion, raising his hand to block his waist and slashing off an oncoming man in black, Dong Zhuo strode into the mansion.

Kill! Kill! Kill! The messy long hair dances and tangles with the night wind...... Slightly brown eyes oozed blood-red. Dong Zhuo was dressed in a dazzling wedding suit, holding a scimitar in his hand, slashing left and right like a grim reaper, stepping on corpses and blood all the way into the mansion.

The grief in his heart is so thick that it must be washed away with this blood!

With a smile, this is home.

Without a smile, he wants this place to be turned into a graveyard!

Dong Zhuo's appearance made the soldiers who had fought hard all night and the Qianghu people trapped in the mansion excited, but soon, even they felt frightened. The man who wielded a curved bow and frantically harvested life didn't look like a person anymore...... He is the devil.

"Wang Yun! Get out! With a wild roar, Dong Zhuo split a man in black in front of him in half with a sword. Sticky, dark red blood splashed his head and face with fresh warmth.

In the east, the red sun is like a wheel, getting warmer and warmer. But why, his heart is cold to the bone......

Smile, his smile, gone...... On his big wedding day.

never thought that he, Dong Zhuo, would be able to get married one day. He bears the name of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and he killed his parents and brothers! However, the woman who was always like a laughing spring mountain, she said that she was willing to accompany him for the rest of her life.

However, why is this life so short, so short that he is caught off guard.

His smile tells him that she loves him and that she is willing to marry him.

But...... She actually fell off the moat in front of her! He watched his smile be swept away by the rushing river!

Killing red eyes, Dong Zhuo went crazy, and the rest of the black-clothed people instantly fell to the spot, and the screams and screams were intertwined with a Shura hell.

Hell doesn't matter! His Dong Zhuo's life was a disaster.

After a long time, the surroundings finally quieted down......

"Your Excellency......" Fan Chou stood behind him and spoke in a low voice.

Dong Zhuo didn't say anything, his messy long hair blocked his yin owl eyes, and even the last trace of warmth disappeared in those slightly brown eyes. Stepping on the mess all the way, the stumps all the way, and the blood all the way, he slowly returned to the room.

With a slight pause, he stood in the doorway, looking up at the new house. Piercing the eyes was a pair of strange red patterns affixed to the door.

It was cut by Xiaoxiao and pasted on the door. said with a smile that it is called Double Happiness, and it must be there when she gets married in her hometown.

It symbolizes festivity, two pairs of pairs, and never separates.

"Pair pairs, never separate......" The broad shoulders trembled slightly, Dong Zhuo lowered his head and smiled lowly, but the laughter was as sad as crying.

Suddenly raised his hand and tore off the red double happiness on the door, Dong Zhuo crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground. At this time the day before yesterday, he let go of his smiling hand and said, "See you tomorrow." ”

If he knew that "tomorrow" was such an ending, he would never let go of her hand.

Striding into the new house, the new house is full of red. A new red bed with a red silk quilt...... It's so festive, it's ironic.

The footsteps were slightly suffocated, and Dong Zhuo looked at the gorgeous bronze mirror in the new house.

The man in the bronze mirror was embarrassed. The red wedding dress was wet everywhere, but I didn't know if it was the water of the moat, or if it was ...... The soul of his dead soul.

His pale face looked like a dead corpse, and his face was spotted with dark red blood...... Like a butcher.

This is a new house with a smile, he is so filthy, stepping into this place is blasphemy. Because of Xiaoxiao, I don't like him to kill.

Pursing his lips slightly, he turned to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed the lone bowl on the table.

That's ...... "dumplings"?

Dumplings...... She, that's what she said, right?

"It's raw, it's raw! It means 'to give birth to a child', and to ask for good luck. ”

"Say yes, if you want family planning, I only give birth to one, and I never have a second child, and it is very difficult to maintain my figure after giving birth." The sound of laughter and laughter sounded in my ears like a heavenly sound.

Dong Zhuo squinted slightly, looking at the dumplings in the bowl, all of them were round and curved, like a smile.

Laugh? What to laugh at?

With a gloomy face, he waved his hand fiercely, and the bowl was swept to the ground at once, broken into several pieces, and the dumplings all rolled out, lying quietly on the ground, still smiling.

Dong Zhuo looked at the dumplings rolling down at his feet steadily, and suddenly remembered that snowy day fifteen years ago, the white and chubby girl. Her little hands as tender as lotus roots clasped him tightly, and she smiled at him.

She actually smiled at him.

From the time he was sensible, he knew that he was a lone star, he was an ominous person, and he killed all his relatives. Everyone was disgusted and afraid of him, and no one ever wanted to give him a smile.

…… Even the crippled dog at the head of the village had to take a detour when he saw him, and he really looked down on people.

At such a young age, he already knew that he was an undesirable existence, and even if he suddenly disappeared, no one would look for him, and no one would have heartache, or even ...... They may rejoice.

Because, he is a lone star.

And she was the first to smile at him.

She is the best person in the world for him.

Everyone thought that he was taking care of Xiaoxiao, but they didn't know that Xiaoxiao was the reason for his existence. He relied on Xiaoxiao, only by spoiling her and protecting her, Dong Zhuo could feel that he was a person, a normal person, not a lonely star, not a lonely person......

Because, even if he is as filthy as he is, there are people he wants to protect.

So, he's going to give her all the best of everything.

Therefore, he wants to hold up all the best things in the world in front of his smile.

Then, watch her smile, so warm, so sweet.

Perhaps, Xiaoxiao will never know how warm her little hand holding the hem of his shirt is.

Perhaps, Xiaoxiao will never know how warm it is for her little to look up at him and smile sweetly.

Warm ...... It was enough to melt his heart that was about to freeze to death.

For the first time in his life, he had concerns.

It was really nice to have a feeling of concern. So even if you are on the battlefield, you will no longer fight with your life and fight to the death.

Because, he has concerns. Hehe, look, he also has concerns, he Dong Zhuo, too! He's not alone anymore.

"Zhong Ying!" Bent eyebrows, bent eyes, smiled and stood in front of him, smiling sweetly.

Stunned, he reached out and wanted to take her into his arms again until ...... Embracing the air in a daze, he realized that everything was a phantom.

Slowly squatting down, Dong Zhuo looked down at the smiling dumplings on the ground, and after a while, he reached out and picked up the dumplings on the ground.

One by one, put all the dirty dumplings stained with mud in your mouth, chew them, and swallow them.

No more, no less, a total of nine.

Xiaoxiao made it with his own hands. Laughing and saying, it is a long time.

But it's unpalatable. Laughing, it seems that it is really wise not to let you cook. With a grin, Dong Zhuo chuckled silently......

Outside, the early summer sun shines through the windows, and it is so warm that it seems to melt people.

The sunlight left a lonely silhouette on the wall along Dong Zhuo's ice-like face.

Is it harmful to the world? Since he has already borne the name of this Heavenly Evil Lone Star in vain, how can he, Dong Zhuo, disappoint the people of the world?!

"Luoyang has changed, Fan Chou, gather people, and be ready to enter Luoyang at any time." In the warm and festive new house, the cold voice is abrupt and empty.

"Yes."