"Madam, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Chu Feng glanced at Diao Chan who was kneeling on the ground.
The delicate flowers will wither, and no matter how beautiful the woman is, her face will turn gray one day. A peerless beauty like Diao Chan should care most about her appearance, Chu Feng guessed in his heart.
The kneeling Diao Chan raised her head and looked at Qingren Country, then at Qingren City's beautiful face. Her graceful posture blessed her body, and she said in a clear and sweet voice: "Master, I have no wish."
Chu Feng felt strange in his heart. What was going on with this family? Did they think something was wrong? It can be said that pie fell from the sky today. With his current understanding of the Great Wish Technique, except that it cannot grant people eternal life, most things They can do it all, but these two people don't seek anything for themselves.
"Madam, please think clearly. If you miss today, you will not have this opportunity."
Chu Feng took a deep look at Diao Chan with a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Diao Chan cast a questioning look at Lu Bu with her eyes as beautiful as autumn water. As a traditional woman and a well-behaved concubine, when encountering an important matter, her first reaction is naturally to seek her husband's opinion.
"Don't let down the good intentions of the viewer"
Lu Bu whispered.
Diao Chan was startled for a moment, nodded slightly, and turned to Chu Feng again.
"I am very lucky to have a husband in this life. However, one incident will cause eternal pain in my body and mind. When I was sixteen years old, I was insulted by Dong Zhuo because of my adoptive father's plan, and I could not serve my husband with an innocent body. The viewer can Can you help me change this numerology?"
"Bu doesn't care about this matter."
Lu Bu stretched out his big hand and held Diao Chan's little hand, with an affectionate look on his face.
"I care about you"
Diao Chan stared at Lu Bu with piercing eyes. This was the first time she looked directly at Lu Bu so boldly and boldly, which showed how determined she was.
"Can"
Chu Feng, who was on the cloud bed, closed his eyes. The ruby scroll suspended in mid-air began to rotate, releasing bursts of clear light.
Diao Chan's figure blurred for a while, as if she was about to break away from this world and break away from the shackles of fate on her.
Suddenly, the palace was filled with light, covering everything.
For a long time, Diao Chan opened her eyes and found herself in a moving carriage. The sound of the wheels turning could be heard from outside.
This is where?
Diao Chan quickly opened the car curtain decorated with cyan beads, looked out, and saw a smiling and kind-hearted old man standing on the steps. Waving his hands, he seemed to be saying goodbye.
Isn't this his adopted father whom he admires? It was he who personally sent him to the pit of fire.
All the past events lingered in her heart, and a hint of bitterness appeared on Diao Chan's face. There is no adoptive father. He is just a tool. If he hadn't met his husband, his end would have been miserable.
"Madam, you are in the river of destiny at this moment, and it is up to you to change your destiny."
Chu Feng's voice appeared in Diao Chan's ear.
"I am myself, but..."
Before Diao Chan finished speaking, she found that she had an extra sword in her hand and many sword skills in her mind, as if she was born with them.
This is allowing me to assassinate Dong Zhuo with my own hands!
Diao Chan was both excited and frightened, her body trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid, and her chest felt high and low.
About half an hour later, the carriage suddenly stopped and someone said it was coming.
Diao Chan, who was holding the sword, turned pale and asked nervously: "Master, what should I do with you?"
"Kill Dong Zhuo and solve the nightmare that has plagued you for decades."
Chu Feng's cold voice appeared.
"What"
Diao Chan shuddered. For all these years of pampering, she had never killed a chicken, let alone a murderer.
Just when she hesitated, the curtain was lifted, and a strong woman with a fierce face poked her head in.
"Madam, please get out of the car. The Prime Minister is still waiting. Well, madam, why do you have a sword in your hand?"
The strong woman with a fierce look on her face paused for a moment, came to her senses, and wanted to lower the curtain and call someone.
Diao Chan felt herself being pushed, and then the sword in her hand pierced the woman's chest, and red blood flowed down the sword.
"you"
The woman's eyes widened to the extreme, as if she couldn't believe that Diao Chan, who looked so weak and weak, would stab her to death with a sword.
"This this……"
Diao Chan was so frightened that her chest kept heaving and her breathing was extremely heavy. The sword in his hand was almost out of hand.
"A poor man cannot stay in the long river of time for a long time. If you don't hurry up, you will be insulted again by Dong Zhuo later."
Chu Feng's voice turned cold, making Diao Chan tremble.
"What happened?"
A majestic voice came from outside.
"It's Dong Zhuo"
Diao Chan became even more nervous, and her hatred suddenly turned into panic. When things came to a close, she realized that she was so cowardly, incompetent, and timid.
"me"
Diao Chan really couldn't hold the sword this time.
The moment the sword was about to fall from her hand.
Without any reason, he kicked her on her round and perky butt.
"Ouch"
Diao Chan suddenly hit the door curtain and landed in the open space six or seven steps away.
Looking up, he saw hundreds of soldiers holding spears around him, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
"Diao Chan"
The bearded, fat and strong Dong Zhuo walked out from behind the soldiers with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
"Dong, Dong Zhuo"
Diao Chan raised her sword and pointed it at Dong Zhuo tremblingly.
Uh-huh!
Hundreds of soldiers, all charging forward with their guns drawn, are imposing!
Diao Chan became even more panicked, her lips trembled, and she whispered: "Master, what should I do, concubine?"
Without waiting for Chu Feng to give a reply.
Dong Zhuo laughed and walked over.
"Diao Chan, put the sword away. You are not the one who should be holding such a murderous weapon!"
Diao Chan was so frightened that her hands dropped weakly and her body was shaking violently.
Dong Zhuo's expression became more relaxed, he walked over calmly, stretched out his hand towards Diao Chan's charming face, and at the same time, a pair of eagle eyes casually glanced at Diao Chan's hand.
Uh-huh! A flash of white light flashed.
Dong Zhuo covered his neck and gasped, looking at Diao Chan's jade-like hands in disbelief. How could there be such fast swordsmanship in the world!
"Fengxian, here, here..."
As soon as Dong Zhuo spat out a few words, blood flowed down his fingers, and he could no longer say a word.
With a bang, he fell to the ground.
"Dead, dead"
Diao Chan looked at the sword in his hand, looking stunned.
"kill"
"kill"
…
The surrounding soldiers rushed forward like crazy.
Diao Chan, who was about to be stabbed to death by random spears, waved the sword in his hand randomly. Unexpectedly, the effect was amazing. In less than three breaths, he killed more than twenty soldiers.
Such an astonishing achievement scared the other soldiers into retreating!
"adopted father"
The young Lu Bu rushed over on horseback. When he saw the bloody scene in front of him, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Your Majesty, this assassin killed the Prime Minister."
A soldier shouted.
Lu Bu squinted his eyes and stared at Diao Chan.
Diao Chan also looked at Lu Bu, her fate had changed, and she didn't know how Lu Bu would treat her.
"assassin"
Lu Bu raised Fang Tian's painted halberd and uttered these two words, which made Diao Chan feel cold in her heart.
Swish!
Lu Bu waved the Fang Tian Painted Halberd, strangling all the soldiers around him like a lamb.
In the rain of blood all over the sky, Diao Chan's face was filled with a happy smile.
"Madam, retire with success!"
Chu Feng's voice sounded again.
Diao Chan took a deep look at young Lu Bu, her vision went dark, and she knew nothing.
In the spacious and bright Dragon and Tiger Palace.
Chu Feng's voice came from the cloud bed.
"Madam, your numerology has changed!"
"Numerology has changed"
Diao Chan looked at Chu Feng with a confused look on her face, not understanding the meaning. She turned her eyes to her husband, Lu Bu, and saw that he also had a confused look on his face.
"The past goes with the wind, your life is still perfect, go ahead"
Chu Feng waved his hand. He naturally knew that both Diao Chan and Lu Bu had changed their memories.
"Resign"
"Resign"
Lu Bu picked up Lu Ziqiao, took Diao Chan back a few steps, turned around and walked out.
After a while, Hu Erniang, dressed in a cool black feathered coat, walked in and blessed her body.
"Master, Guo Jia and Cao Cao are here."
