Bang!

The closed door was leaned heavily by a weak figure. Zhang Ning'er fell weakly into the crack of the squeezed open paulownia door. Her little face was as white as paper, and her heart was filled with sorrow and sadness.

Uncle San died? The third uncle who loved him the most in the past died? My father said that the second uncle and the third uncle's death could not be related to it? Is the second uncle going to commit suicide?

Why does it make my world dark in just one day? I just want my only relatives, such as Dad, Uncle and Uncle, to spend their lives peacefully and happily, why can't God even satisfy this little wish?

She leaned against the door and looked at the sky, unable to choke out, and was extremely sad, and she was speechless. She wanted to cry, but couldn't cry. She wanted to faint, but her spirit was shocked. It was like a hundred years of bitter lotus seeds in her mouth, so bitter that she forgot to complain.

"Who! Bold!" Zhang Jiao heard the sound in front of the door, and turned around with his back to the door.

"Ning'er? Why are you here? You're here, and you won't let the guards inform you in advance!" Zhang Jiao said in a always doting tone.

However, Zhang Ning'er, who was well-behaved and obedient in the past, seemed to have not heard it, and just stared at the white clouds in the sky in a daze.

Zhang Bao's gaze also followed. To be honest, when Zhang Jiao said something to him for suicide, he was frightened silly, and his heart was as uneasy as if it was hanging in his throat.

Zhang Jiao was able to say such a harsh word, which shows that he was really angry. Zhang Jiao's thunderous anger was not because he was Zhang Jiao's brother. It was because: the Yellow Turban Army, whether it was the one who had a million people in the past or the seventy or eighty thousand people in the present, was only loyal to one person and had only one faith, that was the great wise teacher: Zhang Jiao.

When he saw Zhang Ning'er coming, the happiest person was definitely not Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Bao, which meant that he had more room for maneuver and more opportunity to survive.

"Oh, my little Ning'er, why are you here? The second uncle is busy with war these days and has no time to care about you. Come on, turn around and let the second uncle see if Xiao Ning'er has become beautiful again, and is there more fairy spirit?" Zhang Baomei stood up from the ground with a smile, trying to turn Zhang Ning'er's body.

Zhang Ning'er slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at Zhang Bao's gaze. She was already stranger than familiar.

"Uncle II, please allow me to call you "Uncle II for the last time. You don't need to say anything. I have heard all your conversations with my father. I can hear them clearly."

Zhang Bao's face was frozen with a charming smile. He spoke, but he realized that he didn't know what to say, leaving only a dead hollow in his eyes.

"Ning'er, you? Who asked you to eavesdrop on the conversation of an adult! How did Dad teach you since he was a child to be a real fairy, be cautious in words and deeds, and be dignified. Have you forgotten all these?" Zhang Jiao's fingers were trembling, his beard was angrily raised, and he pointed at his daughter angrily.

Zhang Ning'er suddenly laughed, very sad, and her smile contained too much.

"If Ning'er hadn't heard your conversation with Dad by chance, how long would you hide me? Wait until the third uncle died and the second uncle died, Dad would have deceived me and said that they died bravely in the battlefield, exhausted the last drop of blood like a hero, and died in the fight. Instead of saying that the third uncle died of a rash attack because of underestimating the enemy. The second uncle lost the battle and abandoned his third uncle's body and fled back, and was ordered to hang himself to death by his father?"

"No, how could you deceive you for your father? I will wait until something happens, fearing that you can't stand the blow, and I'll tell you at the right time later!" Seeing that his daughter's condition was wrong, Zhang Jiao quickly turned to a gentle tone.

"Dad, do you know? I have always felt that I live in my memory woven by Dad. Since I was a child, I have never worn a piece of clothing other than Dad's regulations. Others praise me for being well-behaved. In fact, only I know how I want to wear whatever I like, even in a beggar outfit and play happily with other little beggars."

"From childhood, I have never disobeyed my father's words, and I never dared to take what my father said as a warning. Because I know that every time my father talks to me, whether he is casual or pretends to be strict, his heart is always full of seriousness and seriousness. Unlike others who can act coquettishly in my father's arms, my father told me that I was born to be a fairy and asked me to have a fairy manners. Therefore, even though my father was spoiled to talk to me at the last moment, I still had to worry about my father's dark face in the next moment."

"From childhood to adulthood, my walking gait was what my father asked for. The style of my dress was what my father asked for. The way I eat was what my father asked for. The way I spoke was what my father asked for. Even my personality, my thoughts, my hobbies, and everything about me was formed by my father."

"Isn't this good? All your father has arranged for you. As long as you trust your father and do what your father said, you can become a fairy-like and beautiful girl, beauties, charm all living beings, and become the most beautiful scenery in the world! Isn't this what all women dream of when they grow up? How many people become fat women, shrews, and poisonous women who are annoying when they were young because of their father's poor discipline when they were young?" Zhang Jiao interrupted Zhang Ning'er's thoughts and asked coldly.

"If I were to live in false beauty forever, then I would rather live in real cruelty. In Ning'er's heart, no matter how beautiful the dream is, even if Qiong Yao's fairyland is, it is not as good as a green flower in reality."

"Dad, my daughter wants to ask you a true saying: You want to create a fairy for your daughter and create a fairy like a fairy in the world. Is it? Do you just treat your daughter as a perfect test piece? Compared with the fairy raising article in Taiping Yao, has your daughter disappointed you?" The faint words are not like coming from the world, with a broken ribbon and a long hair floating. At this moment, Zhang Ning'er is a fairy.

"Where did you know?" Zhang Jiao was shocked and said nothing, pointing at Zhang Ning'er and said this.

Zhang Ning'er shook her head, feeling that something had lost was like a bone-cutting. She said quietly: But she wanted to disappoint her father. Her daughter didn't want to be a fairy, she just wanted to be an ordinary little girl.

In Zhang Jiao's puzzled expression, she took off her boots, rolled up her sleeves, and opened her collar. She showed her smooth feet, white arms, and jade neck of mutton fat. In this way, she was barefoot, barefoot, naked legs, hair, and large snow-white on her chest, leaving.

"The fairy style, let me die for you. The genius is willing to be a fairy, the genius is willing to be a genius!" A choked shout came from afar...

"How come this, what's the good niece? How did you become..." Zhang Bao smiled embarrassedly, feeling bitter in his heart. He was afraid that Zhang Ning'er's abnormality would make Zhang Jiao, who was already angry, even more angry.

In this way, can his life be saved?

The more he thought about it, the more he became more afraid, and the more he thought about it, he felt that the gloomy souls in the house were all the dead souls that took his life.

"Get out, get out of here quickly! Why are you still doing here? Get back to the camp and get rid of you when I have time!" Zhang Jiao grabbed the crutch on the table and knocked at Zhang Bao.

Zhang Baoru heard the sound of nature, without saying a word, his legs were no longer numb and his feet were no longer sore. He ran faster than a fox, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, daughter, is my dad really wrong?" Zhang Jiao asked himself...

"Come here, keep a close eye on my virtuous teacher and must not make her have the slightest idea of ​​suicide!"

Back in the tent, Zhang Bao became more and more scared when he thought about it. When he saw everyone, he was suspicious. He felt that their faces were full of hideousness and would definitely become Zhang Jiao's sharp claws to kill him.

He made up his mind and felt that he could not stay in Julu City, so he had the idea of ​​leaving. But he could not abandon his power and status as a general of the Earth.

After tossing and turning overnight, he finally thought of several wonderful ways to get out...

Three days pass by like a flash of time.

On the fourth day, Fang Ming, the sound of drums that led the troops to gather together woke up all the in-service generals from their sleep.

In the past few days, Huang Pusong has only ordered the army to recuperate to reduce the fatigue of the march for several days. At the same time, he also asked the generals in the army to provide more suggestions so that they could find some ways to defeat the enemy, but unfortunately they all achieved little success.

Because the Yellow Turban soldiers clearly had an overwhelming advantage in number, they still did not take the initiative to attack easily, but instead chose to carry out their defense to the end.

Lu Bu, Gao Shun, Hao Meng, Wei Xu and other generals faced Chaoyang to discuss matters like others.

Half an hour later, all the generals in the tent arrived and stood straight in the civil and military rows. A sharp-eyed general noticed that Huang Pusong had lost his former frown, but his face was red. Could it be...

"Haha, okay, okay, you all came on time. You are curious why I would call you here early in the morning? I will drive away your sleepy bugs by yourself?"

The generals in the tent shook their heads and said they didn't know that even Lu Bu was not sure because of the lack of information.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, look at this military newspaper first, and you will know it!"

More than a dozen soldiers with swords and armor submitted the military newspapers written by the secretary to the generals in the tent one by one, with a serious and old-fashioned expression.

The generals in the tent, who were anxious, snatched them by one, couldn't wait to open them and looked at them, and in an instant he looked ecstatic.

Lu Bu was neither anxious nor procrastinated, and opened the sheepskin page like he was reading books.

Silently recite in my heart:

Last night, Zhang Bao took advantage of Zhang Jiao's sleeping plan and falsely passed Zhang Jiao's military order, hoping to take 20,000 elite soldiers to Guangzong. However, the Yellow Turban general He Yi discovered it, Zhang Bao ordered people to kill He Yi on the spot without stopping, abandoning the 5,000 Yellow Turbans whose minds were shaken, and commanding 15,000 elite Yellow Turbans, and hurriedly fled in the dark......

"Zhang Liang was killed by General Lu, and the two brothers Zhang Bao and Zhang Jiao have become alienated, resulting in the split between the two sides. Before leaving, Zhang Bao took away 15,000 elite soldiers from Julu City. Haha, this is simply God's help to us!" A burst of hearty laughter came out.

"Thanks to the wise and wise men who protect us with the dragon energy of heaven and heaven, this is why there is such good news!" Huang Pusong spoke in a timely manner.

"Well, the emperor is wise!"

"The Han Dynasty's basins will last forever!"

"The true dragon energy, the fortune of the empire is protecting us!"

In a moment, under the leadership of Huang Pusong, all the generals began to praise the current emperor. Unconsciously, their loyalty to Emperor Liu Hong was further increased.

There were only a few people who could stay awake at all times, and Lu Bu was of course one of them.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Jiao turned their backs, and they had something to do with the emperor Liu Hong, who was far away and swimming naked in the palace. If it really was related, it was almost the same as his by chance shot!

However, Lu Bu would not foolishly expose it, but instead wisely joined the ranks of praise.

It was not until he sang praises that Huang Pusong led to stop this trend.

"The dawn of victory is right in front of you. Are you willing to help me together?" Huang Pusong asked loudly...
Chapter completed!