Just when Lu Bu appeared, the two soldiers who had given the order to Guan Zhang and the others sneaked into the alleys of Luoyang while everyone was not paying attention.

The two walked through the streets and alleys all the way, and finally stopped in a dead end, and at the end of this dead end, there was a short figure in a burqa, but it was Sima Yi, who was supposed not to be in Luoyang.

Sima Yi waved his hands and chanted in his mouth, under his guidance, the purple mist that should have been elsewhere continued to float towards a mansion beside him, looking at the purple mist of the mansion, Sima Yi obviously did not do this for a while.

Without looking, Sima Yi sensed the arrival of the little soldiers, he stopped what he was doing and turned to the two little soldiers; The purple light shone, and the two creeps faded into a purple mist and dispersed, leaving only two skeletons.

"This Li Ru still owes some heat to control such a large array."

The two skeletons returned to Sima Yi's side, and he obviously didn't have any consciousness when he stole other people's formations, and commented to himself.

"Eh...... Yuan Shao was frustrated, and the three brothers on Liu Bei's side were also gathered, and Li Ru should not be able to help them for a while. ”

Looking at the purple mist mansion, Sima Yi stretched his waist with a sense of accomplishment, two skeletons floated above the palm of his hand, and he walked towards the purple mist mansion.

"Next, it's time to see who this so-called Zhou Junshi is."

……

This seems to be the mansion of a certain big official, covering a large area, but at this time, this huge mansion has almost been completely encroached upon by the purple mist, and the only safe place is the main hall in the center of the mansion.

More than a dozen soldiers sat decadently on the floor of the main hall, and there was a lot of wine around them, all of which were brought out of the cellar, although it was said that drinking alcohol during the war violated military discipline, but the purple mist could swallow them at any time, and it was obviously meaningless to obey military discipline or not; What's more, now that Zhou Ping, who is the commander, has taken the lead in indulgence, how can the soldiers have a reason not to obey.

They had wanted to walk through the mansion to see if there was a purple mist blocking the way on the other side; But when they found the purple mist at the other end of the mansion and were about to return the same way to find another place, they found that the mansion was surrounded by purple mist.

The purple mist continued to spread, and as the activities of the people shrank, despair gradually grew.

And Zhou Ping, who led the team, also fell into a thick self-blame, the road was led by him, and the soldiers were also ordered by him; If he could live and die with the soldiers, he would feel a little better, but this purple mist would not pose a threat to him, a cultivator.

Although it was Zi Mist who finally brought the lives of the soldiers, it was he Zhou Ping who brought the soldiers to this desperate situation, if it was not this mansion that was chosen in the first place, but other places, would these soldiers have survived?

Looking at the soldiers who poured wine into the whole altar like a cow chewing peonies, Zhou Ping felt that he was simply a sinner.

"Strategist, don't think too much, if we can drink good wine that we can't drink in this life, even if we die here soon, our life will be worth it!"

As if seeing Zhou Ping's guilt, a soldier shouted at Zhou Ping while holding the wine jar.

"Brothers, do you say yes?"

"Yes!"

Under the influence of alcohol, the soldiers were much more open-minded than Zhou Ping imagined.

"When the soldiers will die sooner or later, the commanders are better to us, and we have fewer regrets when we die, and this is the same reason why we voted under Lord Liu Bei, the adults eat and live with us, although the food is worse than other princes, but at least the heart is warm!"

The soldier before seemed to say it to Zhou Ping, and it seemed to be for himself, and after he babbled a lot, he stood up directly with the wine jar.

"I'm almost drunk, we're a rough person and we won't say anything, it's really a wreck to die! Strategists, brothers, I'll go first! ”

After speaking, the soldier laughed loudly, but he rushed directly into the purple mist outside the door with the wine jar.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the wine jar shattering sounded, although it was impossible to see the situation inside the purple mist, but the fate of this person was self-evident.

Zhou Ping's heart was full of consternation, he couldn't imagine that people would be so open-minded in the face of life and death.

"No matter! When the time comes, I can't be looked down on below, brothers, I'm going too! ”

"Count me in!"

"I'll go too!"

The half-drunk soldiers stood up one by one, without the slightest fear on their faces, but with a look of pride, and they drank the last sip of wine and calmly greeted the purple mist one by one.

"Hey! Ay! ……”

Facing the soldiers who were calmly dying, Zhou Ping wanted to stop him, but he didn't know what to say.

It was quiet again, and only the smell of alcohol in the room proved that the soldiers had existed. Tears flowed silently from the corners of Zhou Ping's eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

His goal is to leave this world, and he has always seen this world from the perspective of a bystander, but only now did he realize that many people in this world have established a connection with him, just like Liu Guanzhang who entered Luoyang because of him, just like the dozen or so soldiers who had just been killed by him.

"Sad?"

Suddenly, a child's voice rang out behind him.

Zhou Ping turned his head suddenly, only to see a child looking at him expressionlessly, his palm on his back, and the two skeletons rotated slowly and steadily.

He's a cultivator!

"Who are you?!"

Zhou Ping instantly became alert, at this time in Luoyang City, the cultivators were either from the coalition army or from Dong Zhuo's side, and Zhou Ping, the strategist in the coalition army, knew that it was only possible that Dong Zhuo's side, but did Dong Zhuo have a child there?

"Who am I? Are you really a strategist, I came out to see you after I emptied the people, and I will definitely not be able to tell you who I am! ”

Sima Yi tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ping as if he was looking at a fool.

"What?! These soldiers are your ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just a child, how can I kill someone!"

Sima Yi's mood was more excited than Zhou Ping's, and he directly interrupted Zhou Ping's words, looking anxious.

"And these soldiers ......"

"They went in on their own, and you fed the wine!"

"Then this purple mist ......"

"Li Ru! Dong Zhuo's subordinate Li Ru, the whole of Luoyang was made by him! ”

Sima Yi unloaded his responsibilities completely, but he didn't say a word about guiding Zi Mist by himself.

Looking at the innocent expression of the child in front of him, Zhou Ping didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alas, you've asked me so much, it's time for me to ask you."

Seizing this gap, Sima Yi spoke.

"Who are you?"

"I am Liu Xuande's ......"

"It's not this, I know, I mean, you."

Sima Yi waved his hand, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Ping, and paused lightly.