There is no need to explain what it means to lose energy.

The doctors present looked pale, and some people who didn't believe it also ran over to test their anger. After the test, they lost their souls, as if they were lying on the bed and died. They only had the last thought in their hearts: It's over, Xiahou An is dead, and they are going to be buried by Dong Zhuo!

"Boyang!Boyang!"

Hearing Xiahou An Luo's anger, Huangfu Song squeezed away the crowd desperately. Looking at the calm and peaceful boy on the bed, he couldn't help but shout loudly, wanting to wake him up.

This young man who once shined with sunshine and said he wanted to worship himself as his teacher can never hear it again.

Huangfu Song was extremely upset.

If time could go back, I would definitely agree at the beginning.

At least, it won't let him leave with regret.

Cai Yong felt very uncomfortable. When Xiahou boy lived in the mansion, he brought him a lot of joy and even gave him an erhu gift, but now he is a perfect separation of heaven and man.

Looking at the boy who was no longer rebellious on the bed, he felt that there was a breath in his chest and couldn't get up. He kept shaking his head and sighing. It was such a jealous talent.

When the news reached the Prime Minister's Office, Dong Zhuo was furious.

"A bunch of food! Even individuals can't be saved. What are they doing for?"

Demon King Dong was very angry and felt that these doctors in the palace had disobeyed his wishes. He immediately ordered his subordinates to bury all the doctors alive for sacrifice on the day Xiahou'an was buried!

At the same time, he also submitted a memorial to the court, posthumously named Xia Houan as the General of Jianwu. In addition, since Xia Houan came from Huaiyuan Township, he would posthumously named him the Marquis of Huaiyuan Township.

This practice is enough to be kind and righteous.

Afterwards, Dong Zhuo also told Lu Bu: "Fengxian, you send someone to notify all officials of all sizes and big in Chang'an City that on the day of opening a mourning hall, everyone must go with me to pay their respects! Who dares not go, hum!"

Lu Bu clasped his fists to answer his orders.

He also felt sorry for Xiahou An's death. It was a pity for such a good seedling.

Soon, Xiahou An's spiritual body was sent from the palace to the residence and placed in the yard.

Looking at the body lying under the white cloth, Xu Chu was stunned.

When he reached out to lift the white cloth, his arms were trembling uncontrollably. He told himself: No, no, no!

The white cloth was lifted up, revealing the familiar face.

But he would never hug his shoulders intimately and call himself Xu Hanhan.

"Who is it?"

Xu Chu gritted his teeth and asked the palace guards who were carrying them back. His originally innocent faces became extremely fierce at this moment, cold and frosty.

No matter who harms the lord, even if it is the emperor's child, he will go into the palace to avenge the Lord!

The leader of the guard who was escorting the spirit body a punched him and bowed his hand and said, "Heroic man, please feel sorry for the assassination. The person who assassinated has been mourned on the spot. You should prepare for your funeral and send Xiahoulang to the road with peace of mind."

Xu Chuleng was still in place, clenching his fists tightly, and even the last chance to avenge the Lord's Communiqué was deprived of.

I heard from my lord that my parents died early, but not long ago, I betrayed the Xiahou family and lost their brothers and sisters.

There are some little brothers, but they are far away in Kanto, and with the current speed of news transmission, they will definitely not be able to catch up.

I don’t know how sad the younger brothers Xiahou En, Xu Huai and others would be after learning the news of their elder brother’s death.

Xu Chu called the guards and carried the lord's spirit back to the main hall.

Then I bought white silk and hung the house with white.

Cao Ang and Qin Muke went to Qin's butcher's place early in the morning. They came back while talking and laughing, but found a white cloth hanging in front of the house, and the sound of Taoist priests chanting scriptures was vaguely heard from inside.

Qin Muke trotted in and found that Pu Tao and Xu Heitan were all covered in white. He did not see Xiahou An, so he would not...

She felt a little confused for no reason, and immediately left Cao Ang and ran to the main hall in a hurry.

There was a wooden coffin in the main hall.

There were six Taoist priests in the hall, two of them danced the peach wood sword to drive away evil spirits, and the remaining four of them each occupied a corner of the mourning hall and recited scriptures.

There is a tablet in front of the wooden coffin, and the letter is written: The spiritual position of Xiahou An, the Lang of Yulin.

Seeing this scene, Qin Muke's mind 'boom', his beautiful Apricot Flower's eyes were full of disbelief, his face turned pale, and he almost fell to the ground.

That little uncle who cooked deliciously and was shameless was actually dead!

"Xu Chu, how could this happen!"

Qin Muke's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and he was about to cry.

Xu Chu kept silent and knelt there motionless.

He was trapped in deep self-blame, because he was unable to protect his lord. If he had been by his side at that time, this would definitely not have happened!

Soon, Cao Ang also walked into the hall. After hearing about Xiahou An's death, he was also caught off guard. Although he often fought with Xiahou An, he had a certain degree of familiarity and tacit understanding between the two after spending so long.

Now that Xiahou An has left like this, Cao Ang felt a little sad.

However, after learning that Xiahou An died of blocking the knife for Dong Dian, Cao An suddenly felt an unknown anger in his heart: Everyone in the world wished that Dong Zhuo would die, but Xiahou An was fine, and actually blocking the knife for the traitor. This behavior is simply foolish!

In the evening, a minister's official came to the house and said that the Grand Tutor would personally visit the mourning hall tomorrow to pay their respects and prepare for their welcome.

After saying that, he left.

When Cao Ang heard this, his eyes lit up. Wu Fu failed to assassinate Dong, and he had to see me, Cao Zixie, eliminate the thieves for the country!

This is an opportunity, and it is also God's will!

He noticed Cao Ang's strangeness, and Xu Chu, who had been kneeling and never moved, slowly turned his head, looked at the boy from the Cao family who could not hide his excitement in his eyes, and warned coldly: "Cao Zixie, don't see blood in the lord's mourning hall, otherwise I will not spare you!"

"Zhongkang, this kind of confused ghost who does not distinguish between loyalty and righteousness is not worthy of your follow-up!"

Cao Ang tried to tell Xu Chu a big reason. If Xu Chu agreed to do it together, it would be almost certain to make a decision.

"This is my lord named by Xu Chu, and I will be the whole life!"

Xu Chu's tone was confident and unmoved at all. He had already made a decision in his heart. After the lord was buried, he would dismiss the guards.

The lord had no descendants, so he kept a soul for the lord, set up a small house next to the tomb, and stayed with his lord's heroic soul for this life.

If you can't understand this stubborn guy, Cao Ang walked straight away.

Tomorrow of Dong is imperative!,

After one night.

The next morning, Dong Zhuo arrived as promised and came to pay his respects with all the officials.

The young old man Cai Yong was reciting the eulogy. Dong Zhuo stepped forward and lit two pillars of fragrance. Facing him who had never bowed to the emperor, he bowed three times at this moment, and then inserted the fragrance into the incense burner in front of the spirit card.

All the officials outside the hall were crying, mourning.

No matter whether they are crying or not, they are at least wiping their tears.

Shi Sun Rui and Yang Zan actually hated Xiahou An in his heart. If it weren't for this kid, it would probably be Dong Zhuo who was lying in the coffin now.

It’s hateful, God will not destroy this traitor!

At this time, Cao Ang, who had passed through the layers of people, quietly touched into the hall and looked at Master Dong who was close to him. He was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

Fame all over the world, only today!

But when he was about to get closer and take action, a particularly tall figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

"The Grand Master pays his condolences, no one is allowed to approach the hall and go out!"

Lu Bu said in an unpredictable tone.

"I'm Xiahou An..."

Cao Ang tried to explain the reasons to gain the trust of this person.

However, Lu Bu didn't listen at all. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be like this person who would never retreat and kill him on the spot.

Cao Ang's words had not finished yet came to an abrupt end. In front of this unreasonable man, he could not have the courage to resist. It was like a mountain that emerged from nowhere and fell in front of him. Even if he climbed with all his strength, he could not cross it.

This sense of difference in strength is too depressing.

The traitor is right in front of you, but you can't kill him.
Chapter completed!