MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 406 : Drift

The sun was shining and there were a few trees outside the barracks. The spring was in full bloom, sitting in the barracks looking out, just to see a green trembling in the sunlight, rustling.

Even the soldiers who are accustomed to playing on the battlefield are not conscious of the greenness. No one does not like this spring.

Cao Cao stood in front of the school yard, and there was a row of soldiers in front of him. With the sound of footsteps, the soldiers gave way to the sides.

Lu Bu's body was tied with a rope and his hands were tied behind him. Two soldiers pressed forward on his shoulders. He did not resist, leaving two soldiers to press and walked to Cao Cao.

I stood behind Cao Cao and looked at the people under the school complex with a complex look.

After all, Lu Bu still refused to come. What's the use of what Mr. Gu did?

The two soldiers' hands pressed on Lu Bu's shoulders, as if trying to get him to kneel, but with enough strength, he did not let the detainee move for half a minute.

Gritting his teeth, he kicked at the corner of Lu Bu's legs.

Lu Bu's legs were bent and he was pressed to the ground.

Cao Cao lowered his head and looked helpless in his eyes.

"Lu Bu, you really don't want to land. I'm using Cao Cao, regardless of my previous suspicions."

But I have to say that if Lu Bu really kneels and begs for mercy, it will disappoint him instead.

"Cao Cao." Lu Bu knelt down on the ground and bowed his head.

But in his eyes, there was only a loess in the barracks.

"If you want to kill, kill, you should not be such a tortured person."

Cao Cao said nothing, turned his back, looked at the soldiers on both sides, and raised his hand.

A soldier came out of each side, went to Lu Bu, and put the long Ge in his hand around his neck.

Cao Cao slightly raised his hand.

There seemed to be a sound of fluttering wings in the sky in the distance.

Lu Bu looked across his eyes. In a cyan field, a flying swallow passed, with a branch in his mouth. It was time to fly home and build a nest.

He smiled slightly, kneeling on the ground with his legs up, and the soldiers behind him couldn't hold him back and was pushed away.

With his hands tied, he stood upright, raised his head to the sky and asked aloud.

"Lv Fengxian is here, who will kill me?"

The soldier did not hesitate anymore, and Chang Ge in his hand fell.

The blade swelled, warm blood splattered, and the soldier's face was still a little scared.

Lu Bu's eyes turned round and round, he saw a headless body fell, and the blood covered the ground.

A cloth man fell out of that body's arms.

The cloth man was a general, ugly stitched, and even blood stained, his face was ripped open, and it was twisted and patched together.

Sooner or later, I'll seal Hou worship.

One day, I will return victoriously.

You were still at that time, and I took you to Beijing for the best life.

How could the world be bigger then?

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Gu Nan's house was deserted, and there were no people on the house. There were only two people in the house.

Lingqi sat beside Gu Nan, holding a stationery in her hand.

Gu Nan raised his head under the eaves, watching the spring breeze outside and whose new swallow passed.

Wu Ge was placed on her side.

The flowers she had planted in the flowerbed bloomed, colorful, and moved lightly in the wind.

I don't know when, Ling Qi finished reading the letter and sat quietly beside Gu Nan.

"Master." She wiped her eyes.

"Dad said the troubled world is gone."

"Master will one day leave?"

Gu Nan did not answer immediately, but slowly raised her hand.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally looped over Ling Qi's shoulders, holding her gently beside her.

"No," she said warmly, "the master will always be with you."

She felt her clothes getting wet, and those in her arms were sobbing.

She patted her back and looked at the door.

A swallow flew off, hopped a few times between the rubble, and lowered the twig in his mouth, as if preparing to build a nest here.

She suddenly smiled bitterly, and said, who can always accompany her?

Around him, the inelegant scabbard was not closed, and the blade was half exposed.

Reflected a tree green.

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"letter?"

In an ordinary wooden house, a slightly lean young man came into the house with an envelope.

The young man looked a little sick and pale, but there was a bit of unruly and free-spirited temperament between the eyebrows, without the tragic air of the weak.

However, he looked a little stunned. Some time ago, one of his close friends had just died of illness, which made people lament that life was short.

He is also ill for a long time, and I do not know how long he has been alive.

Looking at the envelope in doubt, since he met Yuan Shao on his northbound trip, he has been living here for more than a year.

There are few letters, and I don't know who it is, and I will send a letter to him at this time.

"call."

As he guessed who sent the letter, a gust of wind blew into the room from the half-open window.

"Cough." The young man coughed muffledly, shook his head, walked to the window, and closed it.

He murmured softly: "It's spring, and it's still so cold."

The window closed and he returned to the table and sat down casually.

The house is simple, but it is fully furnished. The most striking thing is that there is a desk in this wooden house with many books on it.

At the table, the young man flipped through the envelope ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and saw a name on the envelope.

"Wen Ruo?"

He didn't know whether it was surprise or joy in his voice. He smiled and seemed to have some interest.

"Did he not go to Qingzhou?"

Open the letter and look at the contents.

Read the letter in one go.

"Qingzhou Cao Cao is famous for a long time."

The young man spoke the name softly. He had heard of his name, but he hadn't seen it before.

Not knowing what he was thinking, his thoughts wandered for a moment before he looked back at the last few words of the letter.

"Feng Xiao, do you know the Arabic numerals, grids, and punctuation? You never expected my recent experience in Qingzhou. If you are free, you can come to Qingzhou to meet me. You will be very interested in things here.

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The young man who was called to be a filial piety in the letter looked stunned.

Although the grid is not researched, he has heard of it, but what is this Arabic numeral and punctuation?

"Huh?" He frowned unusually.

"Arabic numerals, punctuation?"

No matter what he thought, there was no clue.

He stood up and picked up a book by the desk and checked it.

This investigation is more than half a day.

The young man looked up from a mess of books when the setting sun was shining on his face. Glancing at the sky blankly, I realized that it was evening.

But he still found nothing, and there is no record of these two things in the book.

Only then did he feel that he had been pitted, his face darkened, and he threw the book in his hands to the ground in a sullen manner, and cursed with a smile.

"Okay you Wenwen Ruo! I have no complaints with you in the past, why are you half embarrassed by what you say?"

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