Zhang Yan felt that she was about to go crazy, looking at Xu Chu who was unscrupulous and messy not far away, and wanted to eat him alive.

However, Zhang Yan feels bad about Xu Chu, a disgusting person like Xu Chu, but it doesn't mean that others also see it this way, on the one hand, the other three people who have arrived at some point feel fresh and exciting when they hear it, and then there is a burst of laughter, on the whole battlefield, where is there still a trace of the evil spirit of the previous fight?

Because of the terrain problem, although Dong Zhuo and the others were surrounded in the middle, but the flat terrain made all of them have no sense of hierarchy at all, this burst of laughter, which suddenly caused Zhang Yan and the soldiers behind Huang Long to be unbearable, and from time to time someone snorted and laughed, Zhang Yan's face instantly became even a little green.

"Poof......" After all, he couldn't hold it back, and Zhang Yan's breath soon became even more sluggish.

"Looks like it's really big this time?" Although his mouth did not stop, after Xu Chu saw Zhang Yan's tragic situation, he muttered with relatives, and even Dong Zhuo next to him felt silent for Zhang Yan when he saw it.

Language is also a kind of art, and the ancients once gave full play to this art, such as Su Qin and Zhang Yi, who were vertical and horizontal during the Warring States Period.

It's just that this kind of art has developed to the present, and it has become more of a strategy. Like Xu Chu's "art", basically because of the influence of Dong Zhuo on weekdays, living in an era of information explosion, the knowledge in Dong Zhuo's head may not be as professional as today, but from the aspect of "broad", it is definitely not comparable to people in this era, it seems that Xu Chu's statement is just a small trick.

Zhang Yan's tragic situation, Lei Gong and Li Damu no one knew, but Huang Long, who was beside Zhang Yan, suddenly became angry, and the smile on his face was just an instant effort, no matter what, Zhang Yan is also at the top of the remaining forces of the Yellow Turban, at least in Taihang Mountain, no one can compare with it, Xu Chu humiliated Zhang Yan like this, why wasn't he slapping them in the face?

"The man's husband will only use the power of his tongue, and he will really lose the face of a warrior such as me, I bah." While speaking, Huang Long sprayed a mouthful of saliva at Xu Chu, looking at Xu Chu who was staring at him with wide eyes and a fierce flash, Huang Long looked disdainful and said, "What, are you not convinced?" Is it bigger than an eye? If you don't accept it, then fight! ”

"Fight to fight, I'm afraid you won't." Xu Chu was also angry, what he did before was just to delay time by following Dong Zhuo's orders, with his martial arts, who had he ever been afraid of? tilted his head and glanced at Dong Zhuo, seeing that he did not object, he immediately strode up.

"Which of you is going?" Huang Long turned around, turned his head to look behind him, and said with an indifferent expression.

"I ......" in the crowd, there was a sudden silence, one person struggled for a moment on his face, and then raised his feet with a determined expression and was about to walk out, not beware of an arm next to him suddenly stretched out, not only pulling his body forward, but even the two simple characters were half blocked in his mouth.

"I'll go."

The man then walked out, strode up to Huang Long, then turned to the queue, turned his head and swept over the two hundred or so soldiers brought by Huang Long: "You are all still young, you should not die here. ”

Xu Chu's skills have been seen by everyone before, among them, no one can resist at all, it is a kind of shock, an existence that needs them to look up to, walking out, basically means death, no one will be willing to step forward to die.

However, being invincible does not mean that they dare not be enemies, especially now for the sake of Huanglong, for Huanglong to die, all of them will have no hesitation, this is a belief, in the years of struggle to survive, Huanglong used his own blood to forge a belief little by little.

"Third child, for so many years, I, Huanglong, am sorry for my brothers, but you can rest assured, for the rest of my life, I will definitely step out of a road for my brothers, although I have no regrets." His heart trembled slightly, Huang Long only felt the tear ducts surge, and the tears soon blurred his vision, and he stretched out his tongue to add up the tears at the corners of his mouth, and said with a solemn expression.

I can't remember how long it took, the compatriots around me took the lead one by one, I can't remember how long it was, I became a veteran of the team, I can't remember how long it was, although I have no regrets, this sentence has no regrets and once again floated in my ears, this is a kind of glory, this is a kind of nostalgia, this is a kind of faith that is condensed in the bones and cannot be deepened.

On the third child's face, a faint smile flashed, for death, he has long been unknown to experience on the road, everything he has done, just wants to find a way to live for himself, for his family, and for those who have been far away, maybe his ability is insufficient, but for this, he is not afraid of death.

Looking at the third child who walked forward smoothly, Xu Chu didn't even bother to ask his name, just looking at the costume, he knew that the person who came was just a small person, and a wave of anger rose from Xu Chu's heart: "Dead ......"

......When Xu Chu moved, the third child suddenly shouted, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and used all his strength to meet the big knife that Xu Chu slashed at.

In the sound of the "bell ......" iron colliding, I saw that the third child's body first shook violently a few times, and then a crack spread from the knife body he was holding, and the tearing creaking sound was like thunder, and the electric shock hit the hearts of everyone who held their breath and waited for the result, and the broken half of the knife body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Good...... It's so strong, the third child is finished. Huang Long only felt that his throat was dry for a while, and after choking vigorously a few times, a thick shock surged deep in his heart.

"Poof!" As if to respond to Huanglong's words, as soon as his words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the third child whose body had stopped swinging, and his body staggered, the third child didn't realize it, his round eyes were full of disbelief, his hands were tightly covered at the corners of his mouth, and streams of blood surged out.

"Bang!" After a while, the third child's body was limp and paralyzed on the ground, and between convulsions, he saw that he was already out of breath and out of breath.

On the battlefield, everyone was silent, for the death of the third child and for Xu Chu's bravery.

No one noticed that Dong Zhuo, who had been quietly speaking, was looking up at the night sky, and there, there were four orange lights quietly vacating into the sky.

"Performance, it's time to end......" A low murmur floated out of Dong Zhuo's mouth.