After the old man stabbed the gun, his head was shaken and dizzy. The right hand holding the spear couldn't help shaking, and he almost fell down when he couldn't stand firmly. Seeing this, the young man next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man. Seeing the blood stains on the corner of the old man's mouth, he asked anxiously: "Master, are you okay?"
The old man waved his hand, took a deep breath and interrupted the young man's inquiry. He looked at Lu Bu and said, "The best general in the world is indeed worthy of his reputation. If I were twenty years younger and used this set of marksmanship to face you, At most, there is only a 50% chance of winning.”
Lu Bu didn't answer. He looked at the other young man rushing over and Zhu Jun, who was supporting each other, but they didn't stop him!
A group of people gathered together and looked at Lu Bu with all their guard up!
Lu Bu was a little absent-minded. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. He sighed and waved his hands and said, "Let's go."
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Everyone was stunned when they heard this. After all, only Tong Yuan's two disciples were still capable of fighting in their group. On the other hand, although Lu Bu was also very exhausted, he was obviously not really injured. To put it ten thousand steps back, even if Lu Bu seizes an opportunity and seizes a few incompetent people as hostages, he can still threaten his own group.
Everyone was silent for a while, but Zhu Jun finally broke the silence, cupped his hands and asked: "Marquis Wen...why did you let us go?"
Lu Bu looked at the rising sun on the horizon and squinted slightly.
"As a warrior, I feel ashamed to take advantage of others' danger, and to be able to fight with the world's gun god... Forget it, are you leaving or not?" Lu Bu urged impatiently, as if thinking of something.
'Perhaps because I have been with my adoptive father for a long time, I have also acquired his personality. Perhaps, no matter how deep our martial arts skills are or how high our status is, people like us are not suitable to survive in this troubled world. '
Lu Bu thought helplessly as he looked at the departing figures of the group on the opposite side. Then he turned his head and looked in the direction of Chang'an, his eyes softening.
The morning sun shines on this dilapidated gate. Beside the mottled city wall, there is a man, a horse and a halberd. Although the sun is rising at this moment, it looks particularly bleak, as if the gate behind it is already declining!
Chang'an, the imperial palace, the side hall where Dong Zhuo is located, the courtyard that should be surrounded by guards is now empty. Only Dong Zhuo is on the bed in the inner hall, facing the wall, lying on his side as if sleeping soundly.
At some point, a group of men in black appeared beside Dong Zhuo. After the leader clearly saw the fat figure on the bed, he pulled off the black scarf covering his face and revealed a sinister smile. This man was clearly that person. Li Jue, who had previously appeared at Luoyang Ferry to stop Zhu Jun and his party!
Following Li Jue's movements, the sound of "canglanglang" was heard in the hall as he drew his sword. Dong Zhuo's body on the bed stiffened unnoticeably, but he didn't make any reaction!
At the ruins of the Luoyang Palace, He Sian and his party have been standing in front of the palace gate for a long time. Several guards and Xu Fu have also checked the place inside and out, but they have not found any entrance to the underground palace.
He Sian also felt helpless. Before leaving, the bad old man only said that he would meet at the Luoyang Underground Palace, but only when he got here did he realize that the palace was so big, how on earth was he supposed to enter?
At this moment, there was a burst of extremely fast footsteps outside.
Several people followed the sound, and when they saw the other party's figure clearly, He Si'an felt ecstatic. He rushed up and hugged Niuniu who came over, and checked with concern whether she was injured. The other guards protected the two of them in an orderly manner, covering their bodies. He looked behind Niu Niu warily.
Niu Niu blushed slightly, gave everyone a reassuring look, broke away from He Sian's arms, and said to everyone: "It's okay, I was able to escape just now because of the help of three righteous men." Niu Niu paused, looked at He Sian and continued Said: "Sister Tang and Uncle Feiyan should be fine too, let's go quickly, don't waste time." After saying that, Niu Niu took the lead into the hall.
"Sister Tang?" Without thinking much, He Sian led everyone to follow Niu Niu and entered a courtyard in the back hall. Looking around, they were surrounded by broken palace walls, with several corners. A tree trunk that was burnt black stood alone in the corner.
Niu Niu figured out the direction slightly, came to the side of the yard, moved the fallen tree trunk with a little force, and then swept away the dead leaves below!
'Wait a minute, this tree trunk weighs several hundred kilograms at least. What the hell is going on with a little force! '
Before He Sian could continue to complain, he was attracted by a dry well buried below. It was more like a hole than a dry well!
Different from a normal well, the wellhead of this well is flush with the ground, and it is covered by a wooden board. A lot of soil and dry leaves are sprinkled on top of the wooden board. In addition, the previous tree trunk serves as a cover, so no one will be able to find it!
Everyone looked at Niu Niu, who nodded. One of the guards took out a rope from his backpack and tied one end to a nearby tree stump, while the other guard fired the fire rope and followed the rope down to the well.
After a while, the guard came down below to report that everything was safe.
sound. When everyone was about to file in, they were stopped by Xu Fu.
"Should we keep a few people up there?"
Hearing this, He Sian nodded slightly, and Niu Niu on the side said in agreement: "Although there is an exit below, it is too old after all. Just in case, it is more secure to stay here with a few people to guard it."
Four people were left to guard the top, and the rest of them followed the ropes down to the bottom of the well, groping to light the surrounding torches. Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. When they saw the scene clearly, He Si'an's tiger body trembled, and only the surrounding walls were illuminated by flames. It looks resplendent under the reflection of the sky, and a long corridor extends to the darkness in the distance.
Everyone came back to their senses and walked forward along the corridor. After a while, they discovered that there was a faint light coming from the front. The group of five people couldn't help but slow down and move forward cautiously. Soon, everyone entered a huge palace. A long bright lamp was hung on the walls around the palace every ten meters or so, illuminating the place like daylight. He Sian looked around and saw that the entire hall was about the size of a large gymnasium in later generations. It was surrounded by walls about two feet high, and every other There is a hole the size of a washbasin about one foot away, and you can't see the edge at a glance!
Looking inside the hall, there are no gaps in the flat stone bricks on the ground. In the middle of the hall stands a circular altar about two meters high, with stairs leading up to it.
Seeing that there were no other special circumstances around, He Sian's eyes fell on the altar in front, took a deep breath, and led everyone forward slowly!
"Lord, be careful! There's danger!" After saying that, Xu Fu and a guard stood in front of He Sian and took the lead in climbing the stairs.
As everyone got closer and closer to the altar, Xu Fu and the two at the front seemed to see something terrifying. They subconsciously exclaimed and stepped back involuntarily! Fortunately, the two of them held each other up so they wouldn't fall down.
While everyone was waiting in formation, He Sian continued to move upward.
"Brother Si'an!"
"Lord!"
"Master!"
Everyone tried to stop them, but He Sian didn't seem to hear them. His eyes were empty and he couldn't help but move forward. For some reason, there seemed to be an inexplicable force in front of him that was attracting him.
Niu Niu and others also knew the origin of this underground palace and He Sian. They gritted their teeth and did not stop him. Instead, they followed closely and climbed onto the altar together.
As everyone came to the altar, the sound of gasping for air could be heard one after another. I saw that the entire altar floor was carved with complex patterns. In the center, a beautifully carved golden dragon chair stood in it. A withered skeleton sat on it. The clothes he wore were in tatters, but through the surrounding light, it was still vaguely visible. See the golden five-clawed golden dragon pattern on it! Bai Sensen's right palm rested on the armrest of the dragon chair, a square box was placed on the other side, and his left hand rested naturally on the box.
If it were just like this, it would not shock everyone so much. The most strange thing is that in the hollow eyes of the dead bones, two rays of purple light are flickering on and off, which looks particularly eerie and terrifying in this silent underground palace.
But at this moment, He Sian didn't feel scared, and even felt a sense of intimacy from the same origin. Perhaps it was an illusion, but with the appearance of He Sian, the fire in the skeleton's eyes beat more violently.
"Brother Sian, be careful!" At some point, Niu Niu suddenly flashed to He Sian's side and threw him to the ground with a tiger pounce. At the same time, He Sian felt a chill on his head, and an arrow flew out against his scalp. In the past, the feathers at the end of the arrow scratched He Sian's skin, causing a burning sensation.
"Who??" Xu Fu shouted loudly from the side.
"Pa~pa~pa~" At this time, there was a burst of applause from the direction of the dragon chair, and two figures were seen walking out from behind the dragon chair! At the same time, a rustling sound came from around the hall.
The leader was dressed as a scribe. He was short and thin. He was smiling warmly. A big man beside him dropped his long bow and pulled out a Xuanhua ax from behind. He stared at He Sian with an unkind expression. A group of people.
The middle-aged scribe looked at Niu Niu with a smile and nodded: "Yulan is indeed very skilled."
Then he looked at He Sian and said, "Your Highness, we meet again." Yan Bi raised his right hand. In the horrified eyes of everyone, long bows protruded from the holes in the high walls around the hall. The bow strings were fully drawn, and the arrows The sharp cold light pointed directly at He Sian and his group in front of the high platform.
