Are you crazy?The four beauties are chasing after me!

Chapter 190 Mr. is gone, and I don't have much time left.

To Cao Cao and the others, it seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality it was only a few minutes.

Cao Cao stared intently through the window of the plane and saw the sea of ​​clouds under the blue sky outside. The white clouds were glowing with gold, just like the tiles of a palace.

I have seen the scorching sun in the sky.

The plane descended into the clouds below.

Everyone saw the white clouds as children, and their palaces appeared in their eyes.

Xia Houchun swayed slightly, and suddenly became agitated. He looked up and looked around, and saw that he was standing in the main hall of Tongque Terrace!
Han Xiandi Liu Xie was still sitting in a corner not far away.

Nothing has changed, yet everything seems to have changed.

Cao Cao stood alone at the door of the main hall, the sunlight from outside shone in, stretching his shadow very long, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

Jia Xu and Xun Yu fell silent one by one. Some of them lowered their heads and some looked at the setting sun outside.

This journey spanning thousands of years started suddenly and ended suddenly.

Cao Cao stood under the sunset and sighed slowly.

"Mister is gone..."

The breeze gently blew his robes and messy beard and hair, and someone rushed to report: "Back to King Wei, sir is missing."

When Cao Cao heard this, he slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't look back, but raised his right foot, trying to step out of the threshold of the hall.

He said as he walked, "Mr. is gone, and I don't have much time left."

"If Mr. Comes next time, Gu doesn't seem to have to work hard."

His words made everyone behind him feel inexplicable.

Cao Cao, on the other hand, recalled every time he saw Gu Feng.

Gu Feng showed him the future heroes of this world and witnessed his transformation.

Time flies like a white horse, disappearing without a trace.

Cao Cao knew that he was getting old, and he didn't know how many times he could see Gu Feng. Maybe he wouldn't be able to see him again, or maybe he would see him again next time.

Just farewell.

The figure of King Wei gradually drifted away, Xia Houchun stepped forward a few steps, he wanted to follow, but he hesitated.

He knew that the current Cao Cao was no longer his playmate when he was young.

But it was the aloof King Wei.

At this moment, Xia Houchun saw Cao Cao who was walking in front suddenly staggered.

The figure suddenly wobbled, as if he couldn't stand firmly, but in a blink of an eye, Cao Cao fell headfirst to the ground.

"Mr. Cao!!"

Xia Houchun let out an exclamation, dropped the people behind him and ran forward, the officials behind looked terrified, the incident happened suddenly, and the whole hall was in a panic.

"Look at Duke Cao! Hurry up!"

Everyone hurriedly ran out of the hall, leaving Han Xiandi alone indifferently.

He sat on the ground in a daze, then laughed silently.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty Liu Xie looked up to the sky and laughed like a madman.

That laughter was so shrill, like howling an evil ghost, lingering in the hall for a long time.

At this time, the camera zoomed out and gradually rose from the ground. When the audience was overlooking the entire Tongque Terrace, the picture on the screen gradually changed.

They saw that the whole city was in ruins, and the sound of horseshoes came from a distance.

Dong Zhuo burned Luoyang, burning this prosperous place into ruins.

Since then, the man's spirit has gradually declined.

As the saying goes, "Nakano is so depressed, there are no people living in thousands of miles."

The carriage walked slowly towards the north.

At this moment, an old voice came from inside the car.

"The car curtain is raised, I just want to look outside."

The voice was hoarse as if it came from a broken bellows. Behind the curtain, a pale face appeared.

This old man has white beard and hair, and his beard looks a bit sparse.

Cao Cao looked at the ruins outside the car quietly, coughing twice because of the wind outside, and then asked slowly: "What is this place?"

Walking through the Nangong Palace belonging to the Han Dynasty, Changle Palace has long been razed to the ground.

The imperial garden is full of thorns and weeds, and the Weilong Lake has also dried up.

Not far away, a few old trees stand among the broken walls and ruins, as if they were old people who had witnessed the withering of the Han Dynasty.

The branches and leaves of these trees were tangled and twisted by the Luoyang Great Fire. When new growth came out, they seemed to form hideous and ugly faces.
These faces have no eyes, but they seem to be staring at Cao Cao.

Cao Cao frowned.

Luoyang is the place where he lived when he was young.

Returning to the old place, he wanted to find a trace of memories from the ruins.

The carriage stopped, and Cao Cao got out of the carriage shortly after.

He walked silently, with some staggering steps.

After walking for a while, he stopped suddenly and looked at a dilapidated courtyard opposite him. Then, as if he couldn't move, he stared in that direction in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, he walked into the courtyard.

He stepped on weeds and fallen leaves, and there was a rustling sound on the ground.

He told his followers not to follow him, and walked in alone.

Ever since he walked in the door, Cao Cao felt that everything was too familiar.

Because this is the courtyard where his father Cao Song moved to after he bought the official position of Sangong.

There are dozens of wing rooms on the east and west sides of the house.

The main hall of the Taiwei Mansion is still there, but half of the roof has collapsed.

The tiles hit the ground, and the beams and columns were covered with cobwebs.

In the corner, there are some wooden carts and other tools.

Cao Cao's expression gradually appeared, but it was a wry smile.

He seemed to be able to see the scene of his life here when he was a teenager, he stretched out his hand to caress the pillars that were almost collapsed, the window lattice...

At this moment, when he returned to his former home, he only felt the waves of exhaustion hit his body.

Cao Cao stopped and leaned on the worn stone steps, and gradually closed his eyes in the silence to recuperate.

Half asleep and half awake, Cao Cao suddenly shuddered and tightened the cloak around him.

"It's only August, why is it so cold?"

Cao Cao felt the cold rising from the soles of his feet, and his already pale face was now frighteningly white.

He was about to go to another place for a walk, when the gate of the Taiwei Mansion suddenly creaked.

Before Cao Cao could react, he heard a burst of brisk footsteps, followed by a very familiar voice.

"It's raining heavily at night, is Mengde still awake?"

Hearing this voice, Cao Cao suddenly opened his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not a dilapidated courtyard. The place seemed to be the same as when he lived, and had never experienced the baptism of war.

Cao Cao stared in disbelief. The voice was so familiar just now, but it seemed very far away.

It completely opened up the dusty memory that had been buried for many years.

"father……"

It was his father's voice!

The gate of Taiwei's mansion was wide open, and there were a group of officials standing outside.

A man with a ruddy face saw Cao Cao and frowned: "How decent is Cheng, everyone is here, why are you leaning here and squinting?"

(End of this chapter)