"Sucking human blood?" Lu Bu frowned and walked to the front yard with his head held high, holding the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand.
At this time, the young man was talking with great joy. He had just talked about Gendan and the Silver Spear, but now he had naturally changed it.
Lu Bu's arrival attracted most people's attention, and even Zhong Xian, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help but raise his eyes and squint.
Although this big man looked unusually tall, Zhong Xian didn't find it strange. He couldn't help but think of the people in Haojia Village.
Hao Zhao is still young, but he is eight feet (approximately 190cm) tall. When he reaches adulthood, he should not be much shorter than the man in front of him.
The other two are Hao Dadao and Wengtou. Hao Dadao is slightly shorter at over eight feet tall, but Wengtou is nearly nine feet tall.
Not to mention the two new brothers Xu Ding and Xu Chu. Their body shape is not much worse than that of the big man in front of them, especially Xu Chu. He may not be taller than this man, but his arms are definitely more powerful than this man.
After making a judgment, Zhong Xian looked at the young man in the crowd without any trace. After listening for a while, he realized that this young man was from a branch of the Wei clan.
However, it seems to be in trouble now. Lu Bu stood there and listened for a while. Just listen to the young man say: "There is a gun called the Tiger Head Zhanjin Gun. As the name suggests, this gun is like a gentian silver gun. There is a lifelike beast king's head carved on the head of the gun... blood-sucking... No, no, no, this The tiger-headed golden gun doesn't suck blood, but it captures souls..." Lu Bu didn't expect that this young man would even talk about ghosts and gods, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "My little boy, what do you mean about the tiger-headed golden gun? It can absorb souls, okay, let me ask you, have you seen it with your own eyes?" The young man was talking with gusto when he was suddenly interrupted by Lu Bu, who frowned slightly. He had just exposed his identity as a member of the Wei clan, but he didn't I thought that someone else would come out to cause trouble.
After he saw the big man in front of him clearly, the young man swallowed unconsciously and replied bravely: "Of course I...have seen this before." Lu Bu laughed loudly, and the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand resonated, and then With a sudden pause, dust suddenly flew up from the compacted ground beneath his feet. Looking closely, he saw that the euphorbia had made a deep hole in the ground.
"Okay, okay, I tricked you into coming here. Since you said that the magic gun can capture souls, I ask you why your soul has not been taken away, and you can still blow each other's breath here safely at this time?"
"This, I..." The young man was speechless for a moment. Seeing this, everyone around him became suspicious. They began to look at the young man with unkind eyes, especially the man who paid for the treat. Although he had considerable wealth, he did not want to be a fool. What he thought was an important family secret turned out to be... A liar making up nonsense?
The young man was unable to get off the tiger for a while. At this moment, Lu Bu said unforgivingly: "The worst thing in my life is to be deceived by someone. You said, as long as you can tell me why, I will spare your life today. If not, huh, don't blame me." The halberd Fang Tian painted in his hand will take your life." The young man did not expect that he would lose his life for bragging, so he quickly said: "This strong man, I am a member of the Wei clan in Hedong, I..."
"Hahaha, what about the Hedong Wei family?" Lu Bu slapped Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand again, seeming to look down on the Hedong family. In fact, it's no wonder that Lu Bu was not from a family, and his adoptive father Ding Yuan also came from a poor family. For the so-called The family is somewhat hostile.
This is not to blame for Lu Bu's petty ambition, because ancient families have been cannibals. In order to strengthen themselves, they blindly occupy people's land, and there are many who use natural and man-made disasters to kill people and make money.
At this time, seeing that Lu Bu was really going to get angry and hurt someone, the tourists who were drinking and eating meat all got up to hide.
The young man also wanted to slip away, but as soon as he stood up, he was blocked by Fang Tian's painted halberd in Lu Bu's hand. Upon seeing this, the post officials rushed to the post manager one after another.
Yi Cheng also looked at a loss. He didn't dare to express his anger in front of Lu Bu. At this time, he regretted it extremely. He didn't expect that this person was so murderous. If he had known about it, he would not have informed him.
Just when Lu Bu's eyes were brewing with murderous intent. Zhong Xian, who was sitting in the corner drinking and eating meat, finally couldn't stand it anymore. No matter what other people said, the young man was a member of the Wei clan after all. Even for Wei Cheng's sake, he would not just watch the young man die.
Bang! A sudden noise attracted everyone's attention. Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw a thin man standing up slowly.
Under Lu Bu's murderous gaze, the man slowly took off the bag on his back, and then took out three bright golden short-sighted weapons... Everyone looked confused, not knowing whether they were sticks, spears, or guns?
But at the next moment, the man quickly used his hands and heard two "ka-ka" sounds, and the three nondescript short-handed soldiers instantly turned into a long spear that reached the sky!
At this time, everyone couldn't help but think of the young man's narration: "The gun body is made of cold iron, one foot and one foot long. The head of the gun is in the shape of a black gold tiger's head. The tiger's mouth swallows the blade. The gun body is gold-plated and made of platinum. The blade is made of platinum." Extremely sharp, capable of slashing, stabbing and chopping, not afraid of fire, a hundred-refined magic weapon." Even the young man had a dull look on his face. He stared blankly at the tiger-headed golden spear in Zhong Xian's hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was like Wei Gong. The descriptions are similar.
But this gun is obviously in the hands of the second young master, why does it appear here? It was also the first time for Zhong Xian to assemble the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear. Looking at the spear that almost reached the roof and the sharp double-edged spear head, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. Such a magic weapon made him have to squint his eyes just to take a look at it. , for fear of being photographed.
Lu Bu also clearly felt the extraordinary power of the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear. He glanced at the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is coming?" Zhong Xian looked up at him, and pulled out a simple spear from his hand. Guns N' Roses wrote on the ground: [Wei's disciples].
Lu Bu frowned slightly. After the young man next to him saw it clearly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the family had specially sent him to protect him.
Lu Bu asked again: "The thing in your hand, but..." Zhong Xian smiled and said nothing, and just wrote on the ground: [The name of the gun is Tiger Head Zhanjin, one of the seventy-two important weapons of the Earthly Demon].
"This is the powerful weapon of the earth evil spirit!"
"This is the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun!"
"Sure enough, it's a magic weapon. You can tell it's extraordinary just by looking at it!" Everyone nearby started talking, and some even pointed at Lu Bu's Fang Tianhua halberd for comparison.
If it weren't for the tiger-headed Zhan's golden spear and jade in front of him, Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painted Halberd would be a peerless weapon. But if you compare it carefully, you will find that whether it is the fineness of the craftsmanship or the gloss of the appearance, Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Halberd cannot compare with the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun.
Lu Bu himself discovered this. However, he just refused to accept it. Even if it looked bad, his Fang Tian Painted Halberd had killed countless people and weighed more than a hundred kilograms. How could it be compared to a weapon that just looked good?
"Okay, okay, you have a tiger-headed golden spear in your hand. This is so good!" Lu Bu's eyes gathered fiercely, and the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand began to tremble slightly.
The next moment, the air seemed to be compressed, and a huge sonic boom exploded in everyone's ears.
Keng! Fang Tian's painted halberd in Lu Bu's hand slashed towards Zhong Xian. Zhong Xian was already prepared. He hit the ground with the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand. The tail of the gun penetrated the ground for three minutes. The gun body was slightly tilted and leaned on his arms. With the help of The power of the earth removed 70% of Lu Bu's strength.
Even so, Zhong Xian still staggered three steps before he could stand upright. When he looked up at the person in front of him, he was horrified.
He had to feel ashamed of what he had done to Meng Lang just now. The man in front of him was so powerful that it was so terrifying.
However, Lu Bu was still in the mood to care about his thoughts at this time. I saw the side blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd accurately striking the body of the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun.
If it had been in the past, Lu Bu's strike would have broken the enemy's weapon into two pieces. But today, he took a breath, because under his keen gaze, he suddenly discovered that the side blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was curled up. This may be an understatement. If he looked carefully, it was clearly dented. Yes.
Lu Bu felt extremely distressed, but he couldn't say anything at the moment. Glancing at Zhongxian, who was blocking his full blow, Lu Bu felt his teeth itching with hatred, and he had to say: "I admire it, I admire it. This magic gun is worthy of its reputation as a powerful weapon. I learned a lesson today." After saying that, Lu Bu mentioned Fang Tian painted the halberd and turned around to leave. Most of his tiger and wolf aura had been reduced. He deserved the name of a tiger-headed and golden gun that devours souls!
Zhong Xian was startled when he saw this. He didn't know why the other party suddenly stopped, but the numbness in his hands had not faded away. Seeing Lu Bu leave directly, he felt very lucky in his heart.
After Lu Bu left, the station suddenly became excited. Many people gathered around Zhong Xian and looked at the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand from a distance.
Someone discovered that there were no traces on the body of the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun. The big man just slashed it with all his strength, but not even a trace was left. If this is not a magic weapon, then what is a magic weapon.
Some people observed carefully, and the fact that the side blade in Lu Bu's hand was curled just now could not escape the eyes of those who were interested. The comparison between the two confirmed the reputation of this tiger-headed golden gun and the seventy-two heavy weapons of the earth evil.
And there are eleven such important weapons in the Wei family! Suddenly, the Green Forest Knights, who boasted a certain degree of bravery, yearned for him.
···Haojia Village. Hao Zhao quickly ran towards the village, shouting as he ran: "Dad, take people to unload the goods quickly. The third master has sent supplies again, this time it's winter clothes." Hao Dadao, who was supervising the apprentice's blacksmithing, looked back and saw someone beside him. A villager said happily: "These days are becoming more and more moist."
"Isn't that right? Thanks to the young master, our Haojia Village is lucky to have such a generous master." Hao Dadao turned around and said, "Okay, stop being pretentious. If you have nothing to do, go and help unload the goods. But Don't keep Mr. Wei waiting for too long. Heizi go and tell Manhua and the others, and quickly send some water and food to the coachmen."
"Okay." The young man named Heizi ran towards the cafeteria. On the way, he met Wei Cheng who happened to be walking in the village. When he learned that Wei Gong had sent something again, Wei Cheng shook his head helplessly.
Now Wei Gong runs to Haojia Village every two days. His purpose is very clear, to test what rootless fire is.
This seemed to be a task given to him by the Wei family, but Wei Cheng would stop at it every time and only said that he would have a chance to see it.
Wei Gong returned without success several times, but he kept running over every now and then. Even if he couldn't see Wu Gen Huo, he still stayed in Haojia Village for various purposes.
After seeing Wei Cheng, Wei Gong chuckled and said, "Second brother, my Mo Wen Sword hasn't been made yet, okay?" Wei Cheng rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "I'm already annoyed if you don't bother me. It will take another fifteen days. Even if you ask once every other day, it won't get faster. Does it make sense?" Emiya chuckled and said: "Yes, how can it be meaningless? You didn't notice that every time I ask , is it missing two days?" Wei Cheng was stunned, eh, it makes sense, you ask every other day, isn't it just missing two days, you little clever guy.
The two chatted about some things happening in the outside world. After learning that Dong Zhuo had really made the same mistakes, Wei Cheng didn't bother to care so much.
A general who can't even control his own men, what else do you expect him to do? It was just a pain to the common people of Luoyang City, and their wealth was harmed for nothing. As for the insulted girls, Wei Cheng could only say that he was helpless. Far water could not save a near fire.
Speaking of Luoyang, Wei Cheng couldn't help but think of Zhong Xian. Counting the time, Zhong Xian should have arrived in Luoyang today. He didn't know if he had seen his daughter.
I just hope that they can be safe as father and daughter. As for whether they can come back or not, Wei Cheng doesn't care too much.
"By the way, second brother, a clan elder suggested that the family granary be built at your place. What do you think?" Wei Cheng was stunned and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly come up with this idea to build the granary at my place?" What are you doing?" Wei Gong sighed and said, "It's not the remnants of the Yellow Turbans who caused the trouble. Our two villages in Wenxi were robbed. The thieves not only stole a large amount of food, but also killed many people. Second uncle has already gone to deal with it personally."
"Another Yellow Turban rebel?" Wei Cheng frowned slightly. Wei Gong nodded and said angrily: "Speaking of which, it was all caused by He Jin. An imperial edict gathered military commanders from all over the country to Luoyang, causing insufficient military equipment in various places. The remnants of the Yellow Turbans took the opportunity to rise up and counterattack. I heard that there are many places in Hanoi The county town was captured, and there were countless civilian casualties." Wei Cheng frowned.
Wei Gong had a look of reminiscence on his face and said with a smile: "Back then, the late emperor issued a clear edict, calling on all the heroes in the world to recruit troops for defense. If my adoptive father hadn't stopped me, we two brothers might have been granted the title of marquis and the prime minister, hahaha. "Wei Cheng was curious. Did his predecessor still have such ambitions?
Seeing that he was silent, Wei Gong frowned and said, "Second brother, did you start making preparations at that time? Let me just say, you can't accept the reprimand of your adoptive father without saying a word. You are not a person who is willing to be ordinary." People." Wei Cheng was stunned and blurted out: "No, I am just a person who is willing to be ordinary." Wei Gong thought he was joking, patted Wei Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Isn't it? Whatever the second brother says is whatever it is." ." Haha, I quietly collected rare treasures from all over the world. I took a set of jade crystal cups at will. Now I still have the Thirty-six Divine Weapons of Tiangang and the Seventy-two Heavy Weapons of Earthly Evil. I feel so embarrassed to say that I am willing to be ordinary.
Wei Cheng didn't know that Wei Gong was feeling strange in his heart. Thinking of what Wei Gong had just said, he recalled a post he had read.
There is a guess in the post. In fact, since the death of the three Zhang Jiao brothers, the real Yellow Turban Army has fallen apart. The anti-thief rebels that emerged later were actually "Ming bandits" supported by military princes and aristocratic families from various places.
They plundered everywhere in the name of the remnants of the Yellow Turbans, and then continued to strengthen their own power. Among them, the Baibo Army in Hedong and the Black Mountain Army led by Zhang Yan in Changshan were the most powerful. If there were no expert guidance behind them, how many people could these two armies have gathered? A hundred thousand troops fought against the imperial court for more than ten years, which was really awesome.
Let’s not talk about the White Wave Army, let’s talk about the Black Mountain Army. How many famous generals have conquered it? Lu Bu, Gongsun Zan, Cao Cao... none of them are heroes, but they can't do anything about them.
