Zhang An had a bizarre dream.

The first half of the dream is a replay of my 26-year life.

Birth, learning to walk, speaking for the first time, going to school, graduation, work, turning point in life.

Many things that I have forgotten come to life in my dreams.

Then the picture freezes at the moment when I look up and watch the Spitfire meteor land.

Immediately afterward, the picture shattered, and quickly formed a new one.

It's still from Zhang An's birth, but this time it's slightly different from the first half.

In the choice of some things, Zhang An made a different choice from the reality, and then his life was more comfortable and perfect than the real life.

This time, the picture was played until Zhang An's death.

As the last image faded away, Zhang An woke up.

He didn't open his eyes, frowning slightly, carefully recalling the pictures he had just seen.

But he didn't notice, a thin figure faded in his memory until it no longer existed.

A noise ringing in his ears woke him up.

He opened his eyes.

The sight in front of him made him shiver and nauseous.

He was in the middle of a battle between the soldiers of the two armies.

Flesh and blood flew in the earth-shattering battle, and the faces of countless people were twisted and hideous, waving the swords and guns in their hands, and slashing at the enemies around them.

A lifeless body lay on the muddy ground wet with blood, dead and dead.

The corpse's empty eyes were facing Zhang An, making Zhang An fall into the ice cellar.

He staggered backwards, covering his mouth so that he wouldn't scream.

Zhang An, who was retreating, suddenly slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

He scrambled to his feet from the ground and looked around in a panic.

At that moment, he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

He had a piece of intestine in his right hand.

"Ahh

He screamed as he shook his right hand vigorously.

After shaking off the intestines, Zhang An looked at his blood-stained right hand, his stomach churned, and he couldn't help but fall to his knees, vomiting.

When he got up from the ground with weak hands and feet, he was stunned to find that he had been making trouble for so long just now, and no one had paid attention to him.

After looking around, Zhang An, who was full of doubts, walked cautiously to the two soldiers who were fighting, stretched out his hand and patted one of them on the shoulder, and then quickly ran away like a frightened rabbit.

The person who was patted on the shoulder by Zhang An didn't notice it, and he was still fighting with the enemy in front of him with red eyes.

Zhang An withdrew his hand and frowned.

Just now, he had obviously touched the other party's shoulder, but the other party did not react.

After thinking for a while, Zhang An squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt casually.

Zhang An looked at the dirt that was firmly grasped in his hands, trying to figure out what the reason was.

Thinking about it, Zhang An suddenly came to his senses.

Why don't you slip away when no one is paying attention to you, what are you doing in this stupid daze?

From the gaps between the soldiers who kept running in front of him, he found that there seemed to be a small forest in the southeast of the battlefield.

The woods are better than the plains that can be seen at a glance.

Zhang An made up his mind, bent down and picked up a long knife that was a little heavy for him, and picked up the place where there were few people and touched it in the direction of the grove.

As he walked, he carefully observed the way the soldiers around him were fighting, and from time to time he picked up his knife and made a few gestures.

Although it is not clear what the current situation is, there is no doubt that the background of this node should be a troubled era with ancient times as the background.

I just don't know if it's a certain piece of history that I am familiar with.

Zhang An doesn't want to be able to mix up in troubled times like other traversers, he just wants to grasp the main vein of historical development, hug the thighs of the victor as soon as possible, and then deal with his damn task with peace of mind.

As I walked, I thought and gestured, and the edge of the battlefield was in sight.

However, at this moment, the situation on the battlefield changed again.

I saw that the soldiers on one side raised their weapons and cheered loudly, while the soldiers on the other side looked terrified, and the two trembled.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell silent, and fell into an eerie silence.

The sound of the horse's hooves was soft, but everyone could hear it very clearly.

Knowing that he should slip away quickly, Zhang An still couldn't resist his curiosity, stopped and looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came.

A man in armor, who should be at the level of a general, was urging his horse to come from a distance.

Although he was about to enter the cruel Shura field, this person's posture was calm, and he walked out of a leisurely sense of leisure.

And as this person got closer and closer to the battlefield, Zhang An also saw his dress and appearance clearly.

Zhang An's eyes widened, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit involuntarily.

Purple and gold crown, a hundred flower robes.

A tall horse as red as charcoal fire, and a Fang Tian painting halberd with a cold light flashing at the edge.

This shape is so familiar that Zhang An's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

Just when Zhang An was trembling, he spoke.

"A certain is Lu Bu Lu Fengxian, where is the enemy general?"

His voice was low and powerful, resounding throughout the battlefield.

Although Lu Bu's accent was a little strange, and the pronunciation of some words was a little different from the modern pronunciation, Zhang An still barely understood.

Sure enough, it was Lu Bu! Zhang An felt that he was trembling a little.

"Ahh

It was like a signal, and countless soldiers followed, either holding their heads or kneeling down, posing as a gesture of surrender.

"Isn't there anyone who dares to fight a certain one?"

Lu Bu frowned, and there was a little impatience in his tone.

As Lu Bu's tone changed, the momentum of the sea of power burst from him.

Lu Bu's momentum exploded, causing all the soldiers on the battlefield to throw away the weapons in their hands in unison, and tremble.

Even the deserters, who had already run some distance, stopped and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Although he had reached the edge of the battlefield, Zhang An still felt the momentum exuded by Lu Bu.

Zhang An only felt that his heart was as heavy as pressing a boulder, making it difficult to breathe.

"Is this the power of Lu Bu, the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian?" Zhang An's lips trembled, and he said to himself, "It is worthy of Lu Bu among people." ”

What he didn't know was that as soon as this sentence came out, it was like breaking the barrier of the unknown, making his sense of existence clear.

After licking his somewhat chapped mouth, Zhang An lowered his head and did not look at Lu Bu, so as not to have a deeper impact on Lu Bu's momentum.

He comforted himself, "But the character is not good, and in the end, it is not ugly?"

At this time, he was about four or five hundred meters away from Zhang An and Lu Bu, and he just muttered a few words, thinking that it should be fine, but who knew that Lu Bu actually seemed to hear him speak, his eyes passed through the sea of people, and looked at Zhang An.

Zhang An, who was talking to himself, suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and couldn't help but look up blankly, facing Lu Bu's sharp eyes.

Zhang An shuddered and cautiously moved to the side.

He clearly saw Lu Bu's gaze moving with his movements.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he took another step in disbelief.

Lu Bu's eyes still fell on him.

Zhang An hesitated for a moment, and muttered in a low voice, "The general's stomach can support the boat, and the adults have a lot of them, so let me go like a fart." ”

Then he clearly saw that Lu Bu's eyes had a little more playful smile.

Zhang An almost forgot to breathe, and all thoughts were lost.

At this time, Zhang An didn't realize why he could see Lu Bu's facial expression clearly from a few hundred meters away as an ordinary person, but was mourning for himself.

After mourning for himself for a few seconds, Zhang An suddenly reacted, there were a bunch of people between him and him, why didn't he run?

Why does my IQ keep dropping?

Zhang An scolded himself secretly, and without hesitation, he used his strength to rush to the grove on the edge of the battlefield.

However, he had not run a few steps before he felt a knock on his back.

Although Zhang An didn't feel much pain, he flew off the ground like a baseball hit by a big stick.

He fell heavily on his back, and the ground trembled softly beneath him.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in his ears again, and Zhang Anxin felt a chill, and hurriedly sat up, wanting to continue running.

At this moment, the tip of the halberd with a little cold glow pressed against Zhang An's throat, forcing him to raise his head.

"Who did you just say was ugly?" A heroic face looked at Zhang An condescendingly, his eyes cold.

Zhang An tugged at the corners of his mouth with difficulty, revealing an ugly smile.

"I mean I'm going to die ugly, believe it or not?" Zhang An's voice trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his body, for fear that the evil star in front of him would hand the halberd forward a little, and his own little life would be reimbursed.

Lu Bu said very seriously, "You first mentioned the name of a certain person, and then followed a sentence that the character is not good, the death is ugly, I don't think it was a misunderstanding." ”

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang An deeply, sneered and said, "Although I don't know what to do about the word character, I can also hear that this is not a good word." ”

Zhang An swallowed a mouthful of spit, his brain running wildly, trying his best to think about what he should say in order to fool Lu Bu.

"It's rare for you to dress up. Before Zhang An could come up with a reason, Lu Bu spoke again, this time with a little less coldness in his tone and a little more curiosity, "Where are you from?"

I've come from everywhere.

Zhang An subconsciously answered in his heart, but for some reason his brain twitched but replied, "Guess?"

You guess the word is out, Zhang An can't wait to give himself a big ear scraper.

This is a provocation!

How do you know that Lu Bu not only didn't get angry, but became interested, "Don't you want to test the eyesight of a certain school?" Recently, a certain person has read a lot of books under the order of the lord, and asked a certain person to guess it. ”

Lu Bu looked at Zhang An carefully and was silent.

With a strange accent, short hair, a short cardigan that shows his arms, and light blue trousers of indistinguishable material, could this kid be an alien or a fugitive, a slave?

Lu Bu put all his attention on Zhang An at this time, and didn't care about the battlefield behind him.

And what made Zhang Anxin tremble was that even though Lu Bu had reached the edge of the battlefield at this time, only staring at himself, the soldiers on the battlefield still maintained a strange peace, and seemed to be waiting for Lu Bu to fall.

After a short silence, Lu Bu said with a little distress, "It's really strange, I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't think of any books that matched your outfit, and you told you, where did you come from?"

This Lu Bu, there can't be a problem with his brain, right? He is actually struggling with this problem? Zhang An glanced at the handsome Lu Bu with strange eyes, and then immediately withdrew his eyes.

"If I told you, would you let me go?" asked Zhang An.

"Don't forget, you just cursed a certain ugly death. Lu Bu's eyes immediately turned cold.

Not only is there a problem with the brain, but also moody. Zhang Anxin sighed bitterly, it was really a bad fate.

Just when Zhang An was thinking about how to arrange a reasonable identity for himself, a clear drink came from afar.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong, please Wen Hou for advice!"

Lu Bu's eyes instantly became hot.

Zhang An was stunned.

Changshan Zhao Zilong?Zhao Yun?

This is not right, whether it is in the official history or romance, Zhao Yun and Lu Bu should have no intersection, right, what is the situation?

What the hell is this place?!