Three Kingdoms, a time node destined to be a legend.

The heroes are shining and the stars are vast, and these two words are perfect to describe the Three Kingdoms. Talents, heroes, benevolent monarchs, generous people, brothers in life and death, these existences that can be encountered but cannot be sought in later generations, have appeared in an endless stream in this era, and even as common as mustard.

However, this has nothing to do with Zhou Li.

The geographical location of Loulan is very special, special is special, in addition to not being able to live in this place, it is very livable. Therefore, there are no other creatures in this place except for the five-meter-long desert giant scorpion teeth.

Oh, there is.

Minglan lightly jumped on top of the spiky monster, and the scimitar in her hand slashed a beautiful half-moon in mid-air, easily lifting the monster's skull, and chopping his brain into thin cheeks.

Looking at the woman sitting on the monster corpse and smiling at him brightly with an expressionless face, Zhou Li pulled out a fairly good smile and waved his hand, signaling that he had seen it.

Along the way, he understood how much Minglan liked him.

After all, a woman who has the strength to wrestle her wrists at the same time with ten Zhu Qianyun has not cooked her raw rice into crispy pot rice until now, which is enough to prove that Lan likes herself from the bottom of her heart, otherwise...

Swallowing his saliva, Zhou Li felt that his innocence was now like leftovers in Tang Guan's hands, you said that he existed, and he did exist.

But whether you say that he can continue to exist depends on the faces of others.

"Do you want honey milk?"

Skillfully decomposing the small three-story monster and putting a piece of jade-like substance into the small bag, Minglan turned over and landed on the camel, wrapped around Zhou Li, held the camel's reins, and asked softly: "I added half a spoonful of sugar myself, it's delicious." ”

"That's it."

Zhou Li, who was comparable to a zombie, stiffened his whole body, did not dare to move, and let Minglan behind him cling to him, and his lan-like gasp fell behind his ears, bringing a burst of numbness.

Now, Zhou Li would rather have a hearty hand-to-hand wrestling with Zhang Suohao in the pigsty with a dead man's knife, and fight fiercely with Gui Daozi next to the toilet until he died, and he didn't want to endure this kind of test anymore.

It's too big, it's too powerful.

Gently resting her art-like chin against Zhou Li's shoulder, the tall figure of about 1.7 meters makes this exotic woman very charming. She gently tugged on the reins and asked:

"Childe, there are still about twenty miles to go, why don't we set up camp today, and then hurry tomorrow?"

"Just call me Zhou Li."

Zhou Li's body was stiff, and his voice was hard. Then, as if he remembered something, he shook his head mechanically and said, "No, no, the night stars are in a hurry." ”

If I set up camp in the wilderness, I will have to consider whether to register my children as Han or ethnic minorities next year.

Is there a bonus point policy for the college entrance examination in Loulan?

"Good horn~~"

With a coquettish tail, Minglan pulled the reins, and the camel continued to walk on the yellow sand.

About two hours later, Zhou Li and the others finally passed through this uninhabited desert. For Minglan , he is very grateful, after all, if it weren't for her to identify the direction and control the camel, I'm afraid she would have to find a feng shui treasure to bury herself in the soil and wait for death.

If it weren't for personal experience, people wouldn't have a true sense of reverence for the word desert.

After leaving the desert, it suddenly became a bright flower. There are not many oases outside the Loulan Desert, because the Gobi and the plateau are the real main colors. But when Zhou Li left the desert on the camel driven by Minglan, the most special plateau attracted his attention.

In fact, it is a plateau, but it is more like a slightly higher plain. The height is about 150 meters, volleying on three sides, surrounded by water on both sides, spectacular but also tragic and generous.

"This is Gojogahara."

Pointing to a small road, Minglan spoke: "From now on, if you walk three miles on the path, you can reach the village where Zhuge is located." ”

"Fear of the desert, there is a long way to go."

Before the two of them could gallop, a hearty laugh sounded from the path. The two looked up, and a fairy-like, otherworldly middle-aged man stood on a pine tree in the path, looking at the two with a smile.

Seeing that Minglan was speechless for a while, Zhou Li arched his hand at the man in front of him, and said suspiciously: "You are..." ”

"I am the twelfth generation head of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Xing."

Stroking his beard and smiling, his manly temperament was detached, and his voice was like a Hong Zhong: "What do the two little friends mean by visiting Zhuge at night?" ”

Without waiting for Minglan to hand over the letter, the man suddenly stretched out his five fingers and swung his face, turned his face sideways, and said mysteriously: "Don't say it, let me do the math." ”

After that, he looked directly at Minglan who was a little speechless, pinched his fingers, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "The high priest of Minglan turned out to be a guest, it seems that my first calculation is a little off." ”

Looking at Zhou Li again, Zhuge Xing touched his long beard, pinched his fingers with his left hand, and said something in his mouth.

After a while, Zhuge Xing pulled his beard, pinched the fingers of his left hand hard, frowned, and began to mumble wildly.

After a while, Zhuge Qing tore off the fake beard and threw it aside, his two hands were put together like seals, and his face was full of anxiety.

Zhou Li looked at Zhuge Xing in front of him expressionlessly as if he was being reincarnated in the filthy earth, at this time he didn't want to ask Ying Yuan's question, he just wanted to ask this Zhuge Xing.

Have you ever studied in Beiliang?

"No, I have to watch my life."

Gritting his teeth, Zhuge Xing put down his hands and stared at Zhou Li deadly. With a stream of essence flowing into his eyes, a terrible scream followed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

Looking at Zhuge Xing, who fell from the tree and knelt on the ground and kept vomiting, Zhou Li took a deep breath, grabbed his other hand with one hand, and resisted the urge to rush forward and beat this Zhuge Xing. Gritting his teeth, he asked:

"What? Watching the fate to the latrine? ”

Zhou Li felt that he looked okay, so he thought that the main reason why the other party would kneel on the ground and vomit was most likely to empathize with Gui Daozi's death, otherwise he would not have done such a thing.

"Chaos, so chaotic, so unpredictable, like the life of an ancient god... Vomit!!! I've never seen vomiting!!! ”

While spitting and trying to speak, the green tendons on Zhuge Xing's neck flared up, and then he said forcefully:

"No, I can't do it, I can't see through it, guy, come with me, no, wait for me, I'll find someone to save me."

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Xing turned his head, shouted vigorously at the field:

"Daughter, save me!"

After many years, Zhuge Qing finally experienced the feeling of being embarrassed and thrown out of the circle again.

(End of chapter)