When the full-level Diaochan crosses the Three Kingdoms

After a few days, Wang Yun took the opportunity to avoid Lu Bu, and sincerely invited Dong Zhuo to his home. Although Lu Bu was not with him, Dong Zhuo was accompanied by his son-in-law Niu Fu, counselor Guo Fan, and Li Jue.

Once Wang Yun praised him, he directly praised Dong Zhuo as the only one in the world, only this one, which made Dong Zhuo very happy, drinking and having fun, and laughed loudly at the banquet many times.

Wang Yun is also a wonderful person, and he won his thoughts deeply. He ordered people to light candles in the hall, and left beautiful maidservants to drink wine and cloth food for them. The graceful dance is for the grand master to appreciate, and I only hope the grand master can be in a happy mood."

Dong Zhuo nodded happily: "Wonderful."

Wang Yun immediately ordered people to lower the curtain, and the sheng reeds surrounded the hall. All the girls came surrounded by a beautiful dancer. The stunning beauty who caught a glimpse danced to the music. Soft but not full, the eyebrows are worried and angry, and the glances are flowing, easily hooking people's souls, making people mesmerized.

The music gradually stopped, the beauty turned into the curtain, and worshiped the grand master again. She was obedient and obedient, which aroused Dong Zhuo's interest, and stared at Diao Chan intently.

His eyes were full of aggressiveness, as if he wanted to swallow her alive, and there was a look of determination in his eyes, and he asked Wang Yun, "Who is this girl?"

Wang Yun smiled and said, "She is a kabuki in my residence, Diao Chan."

Diao Chan's eyes flashed behind the curtain, and she lowered her eyebrows sadly.

Before, she was said to be a daughter, but now she is said to be a kabuki. Wang Yun can be said to be a typical example of talking to people and talking to the devil.

Diao Chan felt sorry for the sub-personality, so in order to distinguish her, she called the sub-personality Xiaochan, and persuaded her, "Look, you respect him as your father, what does he think of you? Wang Yun, heh, a political player , my heart is very dirty, you treat her with sincerity, but it’s nothing more than a sincere heart.”

Xiaochan didn't have the strength to refute her, her heart was so sore, she listened to Wang Yun casually offering herself to Dong Zhuo, and promised her first daughter to marry her second, and said, "It's her blessing that this girl has to serve the Grand Master."

Even though she already understood Wang Yun's strategy, Xiaochan still felt bitter and terrified. She didn't know what her future would be like, she only knew that if she wanted to survive, she had to use her beauty to make those men fascinated by her.

The family, the country, the people, all the burdens are oppressed on her a little girl, making her feel at a loss, waking up in the middle of the night and having trouble falling asleep.But after all, she is a woman who values ​​righteousness, and her kind and sincere heart makes her obey Wang Yun's plan. Even if she comes from a humble background, if she can do what she can, she will definitely do something for the common people, so that she will not be in vain. Once!

This night was her last night in Situ's Mansion. Xiao Chan thought she would not be able to fall asleep, but she didn't want to fall asleep peacefully under the protection of a strong and reassuring main character.

In the dream, when she was a girl, Diaochan picked bright flowers from the river and sent them to the tall, handsome and gentle man. Diaochan happily called him "Brother Zilong".

There was a helpless and doting smile on the man's lips, he rubbed the top of her head, and gently persuaded: "There are many cannibals with thorns, so don't hurt yourself."

Early the next morning, Xiaochan opened her eyes in a trance, her mind was full of images of kicking tigers and punching piranhas in her dream, and the feeling of being tolerated and loved left in her heart.

"Is this the male god you've been looking for?" Xiaochan asked cautiously.

Diao Chan's girl's heart twitched, and she nodded excitedly: You also feel my memory?

Xiao Chan held her face in shame, and said longingly, "He's so gentle!"

At the same time, in a certain place in Changshan, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the courtyard. The young man rolled up his sleeves and went to chop firewood in the courtyard. Young people from the neighbors gathered together to talk about the marriage of the young brother. Everyone said that his brother was so lucky that he married off the most beautiful woman in their village.

The young man shook his head, ignoring their teasing. In fact, the image of the fairy who gave flowers in his dream floated in his mind. In terms of beauty, the fairy was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Besides, she was so powerful that she could kill a tiger with one hand. Beat and cry!

"Zilong, it's time to go up the mountain to practice!"

Hearing his master Tong Yuan's call, he bid farewell to the village and went back to his house to get his gun.

He touched his tender face and whispered "strange".

This dream is really strange, he actually dreamed that he was ten years older!

The next day, Wang Yun ordered someone to prepare a car to take Diao Chan to the prime minister's mansion, and Diao Chan was sent to the backyard. The courtyard is gorgeous and elegant, resplendent and resplendent, and even a maid came to take care of her to wash and undress.

As night fell, Xiaochan waited quietly in the house. Hearing a strange noise outside, she raised her head timidly, but saw the huge Dong Zhuo stepping into the door. He hurriedly dismissed the left and right guards, ordered them to wait outside the door, then closed the door abruptly, and hurried over.

Dong Zhuo saw the new beauty sitting quietly in the room, soft and charming, he couldn't help licking his lips excitedly, and couldn't help but say nasty words: "Little beauty, I will love you well." His huge body, that The fat accumulated all over his body in comfort trembled, and when he came to touch Diao Chan, Diao Chan only felt sick and uncomfortable.

Little Cicada kicked her heart, pinched her hem tightly with her fingers, her face was pale, and her heart was full of fear, she couldn't help calling for help to the main character.

The protagonist said: "This fat pig is Dong Zhuo? That's all!"

Xiao Chan froze for a moment, and was squeezed back into her body by Diao Chan in an instant...

Xiaochan wept in her heart, "I thought you were angry, because I wanted to agree to my father's plan, but I got you in trouble instead."

Dong Zhuo came eagerly, with a smile on his face, and wanted to reach out to hug Diao Chan's fragrant shoulders, but Diao Chan raised her sharp eyes, and the wild light at that moment seemed familiar, stabbing Dong Zhuo's eyes.

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, his evil smile froze, and his movements also paused.

The piercing murderous intent enveloped Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo realized that something was wrong. His desire to survive told him that the beautiful woman in front of him was an assassin!Although she was unarmed, her murderous aura could not be faked. He looked at Diao Chan again, and saw that she was vicious and domineering. With her murderous aura, she must have killed people on the battlefield!

Dong Zhuo's complexion changed drastically, and just as he was about to call for help, Diao Chan threw out his wide sleeves, and the cuffs were actually a bunch of flowers made of soft cloth, punching Dong Zhuo's chest, knocking him down to the ground. A general on the battlefield, the comfortable life in recent years has corroded his foundation, but he still knows how to save his life at this time.

Dong Zhuo was extremely horrified, looking at the beauty in front of him now, he was already on guard, his charming thoughts were no longer there, he opened his mouth to call for the guards, Diao Chan opened his mouth faster than him, almost teleporting. When she came to his side, her dress fluttered, and Dong Zhuo's beautiful dancing posture fell into Dong Zhuo's eyes. His chest was pierced by a flower ball, and his pupils were dilated. The last scene reflected in his eyes before he died turned out to be a beautiful scene. dancer dancing with a butterfly phantom.His throat was stuck, his cry was choked in his throat and he couldn't make a sound, and he fell backwards with a bang.

Diao Chan stretched out his foot and kicked his kidney, giving him a cushion, preventing the sound of him falling to the ground from startling the guards outside.

She heard Xiaochan crying pitifully, and said helplessly, "I'm not angry, are you made of water? You cry so much."

As soon as Dong Zhuo died, Xiao Chan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a groundhog scream in her heart, Diao Chan picked out her ears, frowned slightly and said, "Noisy."

Xiao Chan began to cry in disbelief: "You, you actually killed him, you actually killed Grand Master Dong?!"

"If you kill, then kill, isn't this what Wang Yun wants?" Diao Chan said indifferently, "You wronged yourself to enter this Prime Minister's mansion, isn't it also to let him die?"

Xiaochan mournfully said: "Yes, but he is dead now, what will we do in the future? Father originally planned to use Lu Bu's hand to kill people with a knife, but now, Taishi Dong has many followers in the court, so he died at our hands. It will bring disaster to Situ Mansion!"

Diao Chan doesn't think that Wang Yun's death has anything to do with her, but Xiao Chan's temper is also stern, and the matter has come to this point, and she still thinks of Wang Yun's kindness to her.

"He's just using you."

Xiao Chan sadly said: "Diao Chan was born in a poor family. Since I was a child, there have been incidents of changing sons and eating in the village. I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I was sold to a dusty place because of my excessive appearance. If my father hadn't rescued me and brought me home Upbringing, I can't live up to now, either I will be eaten, or I will die of illness, or I may starve to death, I will be peeped and humiliated to death, Situ Mansion is my home, without Situ Mansion, where can I go? "

The main character is not in it, so she can't understand Xiaochan's feelings. Diaochan heard her crying and pitiful, and felt sad and wronged in her heart. She hurriedly comforted Xiaochan and said: "Well, if this is the case, I will try to remedy it. That's it."

Xiaochan's attachment to the main character made her calm down quickly under Diaochan's comfort, and she asked weakly, "You, what are you going to do?"

Diao Chan chuckled, and then cut off Dong Zhuo's head with another hand. While Xiao Chan was stunned, she picked up Dong Zhuo's head and turned it out on the room.

The guards outside the door did not dare to disturb the grand master's love of the beauty, and guarded their posts carefully, paying no attention to the strangeness on the roof behind them.

But Wang Yun breathed a sigh of relief after sending Dong Zhuo respectfully back to the prime minister's mansion. He knew very well that half of the plan was completed, and the rest had to wait for God's will.

It was already dark on Wang Yun's way back, and his heart was heavy, thinking of the Han Dynasty, officials, and people, everything made him hard to let go and worried.On the way, he heard someone shouting at him, so he looked up suddenly, and saw Lu Bu charging over on horseback, grabbed his lapel, and angrily said, "Lord Situ, you just said a few days ago that you would promise your daughter to me as a wife." Concubine, now you are dedicating her to the Grand Master, are you fooling me?"

Wang Yun was very flustered. Seeing the open terrain around him, he was afraid that his scheme would be exposed, so he comforted Lv Bu and asked him to go to a place where no one was around, and said, "Today is an auspicious day. I don't know where the grand master heard that my son Diaochan is going to die." Regarding the news of betrothing to the general, he ordered me to hand over Diao Chan to him, and he made the decision to betroth to the general, I dare not disobey the order of the grand master!"

Wang Yun's ability to tell nonsense when he sees ghosts can be said to be superb, and he is full of lies at his fingertips, but Lu Bu obviously will not easily believe the words of this little old man.

He stared dangerously at the shivering Wang Yun for a moment, then suddenly grinned, that smile was evil and bloodthirsty, which made Wang Yun tremble with fear: "You'd better tell the truth, if I find you Don’t blame me for being rude.”

Wang Yun hurriedly said: "Why, everything I said is true. My daughter has already gone to Xiangfu with the grand master. If the general doesn't believe it, you can ask the grand master to ask for my daughter."

Wang Yunsi and Dong Zhuo's temperament caused Lu Bu to disturb him, he felt uneasy, he was not sure whether his decision was right or wrong, but don't be self-defeating.

Lv Bu snorted coldly: "It's already dark, foster father won't see any guests at night, I'll go to Xiang's mansion tomorrow to inquire."

After finishing speaking, he left the thoughtful Wang Yun and turned to leave.

The foster father doesn't see any guests at night.

Lu Bu placed himself as a "guest". From his words, it may be possible to hear that there is already a gap between him and Dong Zhuo. When Wang Yun thought of his plan, he felt a little more confident in his heart.

Lu Bu returned home angrily, feeling extremely upset, how could he not see that he was being tricked by Wang Yun?What about taking his daughter back to the prime minister's mansion? With Dong Zhuo's temperament, would he not stop talking about such a beautiful woman in front of him?It is impossible to think about it.

Lu Bu's face was dark, and the feeling of being fooled became more and more intense. He felt extremely humiliated, and he was not as respectful and close to Dong Zhuo as he appeared on the surface.

Dong Zhuo was on guard against him, and became more and more arrogant after gaining power. He was very rude to Lv Bu and often angered Lv Bu because of some small things.

Lu Bu returned to his room, kicked open the door angrily, threw Fang Tian's painted halberd on the weapon rack, and walked towards the inner hall.

His nose moved, and he frowned suddenly: "Where is the smell of blood coming from?"

He has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and he is especially familiar with this smell. When he followed the bloody smell to his bedroom and turned into the bedroom, Lu Bu was stunned. Facing his head, that head opened its eyes and stared at him, making his scalp numb and terrified.

"Dong Zhuo?!"

Lu Bu was shocked, and he turned his head to look at the people in the room, even more shocked.

The dancing girl in pink clothes folded her arms around her chest, leaning leisurely against the edge of the bed curtain. She has a pure and charming face without makeup. Her legs are crossed, and her small and exquisite feet are wearing a pair of red-soled embroidered shoes, with her toes bouncing Tilting up and down, watching his reaction with great interest.