The world is so big, as long as Lu Bu doesn't want to die, no one can take Lu Bu's life under the protection of three thousand soldiers. In the same way, as long as Tong Yuan wants to leave, no one can stop Tong Yuan from leaving!
"...Am I not dead?"
Not only was Zhao Yun not dead, he also felt the presence of Gentian Liangyinqian in this room. If Zhao Yun is willing and his body allows, he can pick up the gun and leave now.
"Hehehe..." There was a pleasant voice like a silver bell, and Zhao Yun even heard a woman's voice. The woman is not scary. What is scary is that she appears in her house: "Idiot, you finally woke up!"
Zhao Yun struggled to get up. The general's physique was extraordinary. He had only been lying down for seven days and seven nights and was already showing signs of recovery from the extreme overdraft: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong, and I am not the fool the girl said..."
This woman is of course Ma Chao's sister Ma Yunlu, one of only two women in Lu Bu's army. Now her brother Ma Mengqi is vigorously chasing Cao Cao. Yu Jin, Li Dian, and Le Jin have all become Ma Chao's military achievements. As a result, Ma Yunlu's status in Lu Bu's army has increased. After all, her brother is Lu Bu's only adopted son, and Ma Yunlu himself is the mistress Diao Chan's only maid: "You dare to come and challenge the general by yourself. You are not a fool, who is the fool!"
Now Zhao Yun was sure that he had not died in the battle, but he had become a prisoner. Now he could only be in Lu Bu's camp. With a little awareness, Zhao Yun could realize how serious the situation in Lu Bu's army was now. The army formation was surrounded by 10,000 heavy infantry. No one could enter or escape from here. As for the "little" girl in front of him, Zhao Yun vaguely guessed her identity.
However, guessing will not help your situation. A scholar can be killed but cannot be humiliated. Zhao Yun doesn't care why Lu Bu didn't take his own life. Zhao Zilong will never settle for an ignoble existence: "Where is Lu Bu, I want to see him!"
Zhao Yun was thrown into this room. Except for Ma Yunlu, no one came to ask: "Even I haven't seen the general in a while..."
Zhao Yun never thought that his martial arts and spiritual cultivation would be used by him to observe the subtle expressions of a girl for a day. There is no way, who let his skills be inferior to others and get caught accidentally. Zhao Yun sensed a kind of sadness, worry, and a touch of sadness in Ma Yunlu's mind. This kind of sadness can be directed at anyone in the world, but it should definitely not be directed at Pojunhou Lu Bu...
Perhaps, Zhao Yun knew what happened. If there is one person in this world who can do such a thing, Zhao Yun can think of only his mentor Gunshen Sanren: "It's Master! What happened to my Master!"
Ma Yunlu was just curious at first. After all, Zhao Yun fought the general for 180 rounds, and his brother Ma Chao often knelt down in just one round. However, I just thought it was fun. It was so fun for Zhao Yun to just lie there motionless. Never underestimate the style of a family of generals, especially a grassland woman of Qiang descent. Ma Yunlu almost took off Zhao Yun's pants to enrich his strange knowledge...
At this moment, Zhao Yun was only concerned about where he was and the condition of his master, Tong Yuan, so he didn't notice anything strange about his body. Otherwise, even if Ma Yunlu scrubbed it dozens of times after doing something bad, Zhao Yundou could smell Ma Yunlu's own unique milky smell.
Ma Yunlu didn't expect that Zhao Yun could get up by his own strength, and he pinched his wrist, even though he was still half-dead just now: "Let go, you're hurting me!"
Zhao Yun prides himself on being a gentleman, but he was also in a hurry today: "I am being rude, please let me know Zhao Yun..."
"Ha! You hurt me, and you still want to get information from me. Zhao Yun, you are really a big fool!" I really thought that Ma Yunlu was one of those well-educated ladies Zhao Yun saw on weekdays. Ma Yunlu had been practicing martial arts with his father and brother since he was a child. Zhao Yun still wants to hurt people with the little strength he has now, which is basically a dream.
Zhao Yun was having fun when he was unconscious, but Zhao Yun was silly when he woke up. If Ma Yunlu didn't know anyone in the army, he wouldn't be bored and come here to have fun with Zhao Yun.
Ma Yunlu is gone, Zhao Yun is suffering, today he finally knows what a woman is, no matter how young she is. Just a moment ago, he was pretending to be cute, but in the next moment, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and even had the dignified Changshan Zhao Zilong under his control. Forget it, Zhao Yun was not reduced to relying on a little girl. Climb up bit by bit and get closer bit by bit until you regain control of the Gentian Silver Spear. It’s different, Gentian Bright Silver Gun is no longer what it used to be:
No matter what the gentian bright silver gun turns into, Zhao Yun can be sure that this is his gentian bright silver gun. The original bright silver gun body has already been stained with purple stains. What kind of material can corrode a psychic weapon into this state? Blood, this is the true blood of Lu Bu's domineering body. Not just the tip of the gun, but the entire gun body has been soaked in Lu Bu's purple blood!
Although he didn't witness the battle between Master Gunslinger San and Lu Bu, Zhao Yun had automatically discovered that scene in his mind. The mentor shot through the air, and the gentian silver spear broke through the Purple Blood Overlord's body in an instant, entering two-thirds of the body on the spot, because Zhao Yun could feel the intention of his mentor's Coiling Dragon Spear, and the unprecedented rage of Lu Bu's Purple Blood Overlord's body; The last third of the gun was pulled out by Lu Bu himself from his own left kidney...
Zhao Yun now knows why this suspected sister of Ma Chao has not seen Pojunhou Lu Bu these days? Zhao Yun also finally understood why Lu Bu's army was in a state of solemn killing?
"Master!" Zhao Yun still didn't understand that he was alive only because his mentor showed strength that Lu Bu recognized. If the master could hurt Lu Bu to such an extent, he would have to pay an unimaginable price.
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Lu Bu's situation is worse than imagined, but this is not the first time he has experienced this!
The most deadly thing is not the life-saving shot of Sanren, the gun god, but the impact of Lu Bu's purple-blooded hegemony on the body. Compared to the time at Langjuxu Mountain, the only difference was that Lu Bu had the ability to cleanse the marrow at rank six. It was for this reason that Lu Bu was able to repair the cracks in all his bones in a short period of time. Then there is the Lu Bu we see now, sitting in the Chinese army's tent, every pore in his body is swallowing a huge amount of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth without stopping for a moment...
The heart is immortal and the spirit is immortal. This is Lu Bu's current state. It is obvious that the body is riddled with holes, especially the extremely dark hole in the left lung left by the gun prodigy Tong Yuan. If the Coiling Dragon Spear Intention is not eliminated, this hole will exist for as long as it lasts. Whenever the true demonic energy of Lu Bu's three corpses flows through this place, it will be consumed by the gun intent and degenerate into the ordinary three corpses' energy.
The moment Zhao Yun got the silver gentian spear, the spirit of this magical weapon stained with Lu Bu's purple blood showed faint signs of recovery, so Lu Bu knew that Zhao Yun had woken up...
