My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 434
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The two fought vigorously on the field, and the Jiuhuan sword buzzed, knocking back Zhang Xi's spear.

Zhang He lost his strength in a backflip in the air, and after landing, he slid a few feet away before he could stand still.

On the contrary, Jiri Batu hardly moved in place, only his arms trembled slightly, and his one-handed knife was replaced by two hands.

"it is good!"

I don't know when, Lu Bu also came to the school grounds with a few men from the Tiger Soul Army.

Jiri Batu looked back, and couldn't help showing a solemn expression.

Lu Bu gave him a very dangerous feeling, almost instantly, making him instinctively take a defensive posture, and at the same time, his hair stood on end.

Lu Bu also looked at Jiri Batu in front of him. The two were about the same height. This was the first time that Lu Bu looked at the same kind.

"Ah..." Zhang Yun continued to attack with a gun.

Jiri Batu glanced at Lu Bu, swung the nine-ringed broadsword with both hands, and slashed directly to the side, blocking Zhang He's offensive. At the same time, he hit Zhang He's stomach with a big foot and kicked him flying.

"This, this is impossible!"

Zhang Xi looked at the footprints on his stomach in disbelief. Fortunately, he was wearing armor. Jiri Batu's kick seemed firm and firm, but it didn't cause him too serious injuries. However, he was kicked away. Obviously he couldn't accept it.

Just when Zhang He was in a state of desperation and wanted to rush up again.

Lu Bu shouted coldly: "Okay, don't be ashamed, you still can't beat him now."

Xu Huang also stopped Zhang He, and comforted him: "Whether it is physical condition or experience in the competition, he is far better than you now. It is not terrible to lose, but the terrible thing is that he does not admit the loss, let alone the courage to make progress. "

Zhang Yun opened his mouth, and finally stood up helplessly and saluted with fists in his hands.

"Thank you for your enlightenment."

Jiri Batu glanced at Zhang Yun, stroked his chest and gave a salute, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

If he was in the grassland, facing a defeated general like Zhang Yun, he would not even bother to pay attention, let alone return the courtesy.

Seeing that Zhang Yun couldn't beat the Huns, the men present were all ashamed. It was in vain for them to claim to be the invincible teachers in the world. They didn't want to be beaten so badly by a Huns today.

Almost at the same time, everyone looked at Lu Bu in unison.

Whether it is a member of the Longshan Army or the Tiger Soul Army, in their subconscious mind, Lu Bu represents the peak combat power of a big man.

If Lu Bu can't defeat the Huns, then...

"Hahaha, it looks like Lu can't do it anymore." Feeling the scorching gaze of everyone, Lu Bu took off his cloak directly.

Under the cloak was a pair of strong muscles. Looking at the steaming air waves above, it was obvious that Lu Bu was also struggling just now.

At this time of winter and the twelfth lunar month, the temperature was not as low as usual, so Lu Bu was wearing a pair of training pants and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes with leggings on his feet.

"Come on, let's wrestle." Lu Bu walked up to Jiri Batu, twisting his knuckles and said.

Hearing this, Jiribatu threw away the big knife in his hand, and also took off his shirt, revealing a powerful muscle group that was no weaker than Lu Bu.

It's just that compared to Lu Bu's almost intact fair skin, Jiri Batu's body is covered with all kinds of hideous scars.

The Huns have had the habit of stabbing tribal totems on their bodies since ancient times, and Jiri Batu has a pattern resembling a wolf's head on his chest.

However, the long scar on the wolf's head is very obvious, and new flesh has grown from the scar, causing the wolf's head to be out of alignment.

There are more than a dozen scars like this on Jiri Batu's body, not to mention the small scars left by arrows, there are too many to count.

Unlike the Southern Huns who were attached to the Han, the Northern Huns have been in internal struggle or conflict with the Han and surrounding countries for hundreds of years. Children who grew up in the Northern Huns have almost never left the war.

Fighting for water, fighting for pastures, fighting for offspring, fighting for food and clothing for the whole family... And in this tribe where all the people are soldiers, he can be recognized as the number one warrior by everyone.

It can be seen how powerful Jiri Batu is and how cruel the past he has experienced.

At this moment, not only Xu Huang and others, but also some men who were hostile to the Huns could not help but respect them.

Lu Bu looked at Jiri Batu's scars all over his body, and he cupped his fists and saluted sincerely.

"Win or lose, Lu will treat you to a drink tonight...please!"

Jiri Batu saw that he was in a stance, so he squatted down and stood on the ground with one hand, ready to fight.

Lu Bu rushed straight up, twisted his hands together with Jiri Batu's palms, kicked his legs back, trying to push Jiri Batu down.

Jiri Batu only felt a powerful force coming, and Lu Bu's ten fingers squeezed his hands tightly like pliers.

"You, very, strong..." Jiri Batu said in his unproficient Chinese, and his leopard eyes gleamed.

Lu Bu smiled slightly, and was about to push harder when he suddenly felt a force not weaker than his push back from the palm of his hand.

While Jiri Batu pushed back, he did not forget to hook Lu Bu's knee with his feet.

Lu Bu grew up in Xiliang. He has been in contact with the herders' favorite wrestling game since he was a child, and he is even an expert in it. He easily avoided Jiri Batu's hook and began to look for opportunities to fight back.

The school field was filled with dust for a while, and the two of them came and went, fighting inextricably.

At this moment, winning or losing didn't seem to matter anymore. I don't know when, the word 'Batu' was added to the voices shouting on the field.

On a tower not far from the school grounds.

Wei Gong said with a smile: "Now you should be at ease, right?"

Ji Rimen, with moist eyes, nodded, looking at his father who was "playing" happily on the school field, with mixed feelings in his heart.

It was also wrestling. When she was in the tribe, she had never seen her father so happy.

Every time my elder brothers wrestled with their subordinates, my father always sat on the sidelines and watched the battle lonely.

At that time, she always thought that her father was too strong and couldn't find anyone who could defeat him, so she disdained childish games like wrestling.

It was only later that I found out that it wasn't that my father didn't like it, but that those who wrestled with him didn't dare to try their best. Whether it was a few brothers or my father's subordinates, they were all afraid of the number one warrior of the Huns.

In the words of a big man, it means that the high places are extremely cold, and those who occupy high positions basically have no family and friendship around them.

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at the same time.

Yuan Shi welcomes an arrogant guest.

Anluo and Jiribatu, the Zuoxian king of the Northern Huns, almost arrived in Luoyang.

According to the regulations, An Luo, as the envoy of the Northern Huns, should have lived in Honglu Temple, and the imperial court sent someone to receive him.

However, in order to facilitate Yuan's internal division of the Northern Xiongnu, Wei Hao specially ordered someone to take him to Yuan's Manor outside the city.

However, Yuan's people underestimated An Luo's arrogance and conceit, and even got into trouble with people who shouldn't be messed with right away.

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Camel bells burst out, and a team of camels had just appeared on the official road, attracting the attention of many people.

It's not that camels are rare. Since the opening of the Western Regions, camels can be seen almost everywhere in Luoyang City.

The reason why it is eye-catching is all because of the gauze hanging on the camel and the totem on the leading flag.

The flying eagle totem, which symbolizes the royal family of the Huns in the north, appeared carelessly in this place where the Han capital was the capital, which really makes people curious.

At this time, a gap was opened in the gauze curtain on the hump.

Zuo Xian Wang An Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the traffickers and pawns around him, and said disdainfully: "It is said that the big man is rich, but this king seems to be nothing more than that. It is really pitiful that the man is still doing cheap business outside in cold weather."

"Huh?" An Luo suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at a passing woman.

The woman was riding a maroon Dawan horse, wearing a red cloak, her appearance was absolutely beautiful, and her figure was even more unbelievably enchanting.

As if she felt something in her heart, the woman also happened to look sideways at him. I don't know if she was used to it, but Yan Niang instinctively cast a wink at An Luo, who had a piggy face.

That's right, this woman was Zhang Yan who had just obtained the title deed and was going to the manor outside the city with Liu Fan to return Liu Yan's life.

She is inherently charming, and when she does it deliberately, almost no man can escape the seduction of her eyes.

Just now, she just wanted to tease the Huns, so she didn't pay attention to the totem in front of the cavalry.

However, she didn't pay attention, but An Luo didn't think so.

It was the first time I saw such an active and bold Han woman, how could An Luo let it go, and immediately ordered someone to stop the woman and her group.

Although he has a lot of disdain for the Han people, he has to admit that the Han women are more beautiful than the Xiongnu women, and he has long thought of taking a few Han women as side concubines. He has already fallen in love with him just now.

"Bold, do you know who this young master is?" Liu Fan, who was blocked, shouted angrily.

An Luo didn't understand Chinese very well, so he just glanced at the few people across the way, and saw nothing too luxurious, and there were no flags and guards in charge of clearing the way, so he felt contemptuous.

Directly ignoring the furious Liu Fan, An Luo walked up to Yan Niang, stroked his chest in broken Chinese, and said, "This girl, I am An Luo, the Left Sage King of Beiyuan, please be polite."

Nightmare Mother froze for a moment, looked at An Luo with freckles on her face, and asked doubtfully, "Northern Plains? Huns?"

Liu Fan frowned and said, "Why did the Huns appear here? Aren't they sent to Jizhou, Yanzhou and other places to work as farmers?"

Yan Niang nodded and said: "He said he is King Zuo Xian, which seems to be the honorific title of the prince of the Huns."

Liu Fan's complexion changed, he looked at An Luo who was winking at Yan Niang, and said in a deep voice: "If such a thing is the prince, then I will be the emperor of the Han Dynasty, drive him away quickly, the old man is still waiting for us to go back Resurrection."

Yan Niang also felt that this Hun had no bearing of the so-called Zuo Xianwang, so she raised her lips and took out a flower from her bosom.

I don't know what kind of flower this flower is, but it is still in full bloom in this cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, without any trace of withering.

Because when Liu Fan and Yan Niang communicated, they used the local dialect of Yizhou, and An Luo didn't understand a word at all.

At this time, seeing Yan Niang handing him a flower, he subconsciously reached out to take it.

It doesn't matter whether you pick it or not, when An Luo took the flower, he put it under his nose and smelled it.

Seeing this, Yan Niang couldn't help but sneered, waved to An Luo, and rode away with Liu Fan.

An Luo was about to reach out to stop him, but he didn't want to suddenly feel his nose itching, followed by his throat itching, and then his whole body itching everywhere.

By the time the other Huns reacted, An Luo, the majestic Zuoxian king, was already lying on the ground, scratching the skin of his body indiscriminately, and constantly scratching back and forth on the ground where he could not reach it, such as the back.

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"That's how things happened. This An Luo is also to blame, but the woman who used poison is also cruel enough."

Chengbei Weisuo.

After listening to the report, Xu Shu and Sima Yi looked at each other, and said with a smile: "The opportunity has come, we can use this as an excuse to put that temptress in jail for interrogation, and find out her true nature."

Sima Yi nodded slightly, and replied: "Xu Fu's Secret Collection has a lot to do with it. Before we can confirm whether the news is true or not, we should try our best to keep it low-key. This matter is up to Mr. Wei. It is limited to you and me, and no third person should know about it. "

Xu Shu nodded, expressing his understanding.

After all, it is related to the secret of the elixir of life. If this matter is spread, the dispute that has finally been calmed down may cause another disturbance.

That is immortality, how many people can refuse this kind of temptation?
As for Wei Cheng, they don't need to talk about it, the people in the dark guard have already got the news that Wei Cheng asked the two of them to go all out to investigate this nightmare girl. For Wei Cheng, the so-called immortality is just false , he pays more attention to restoring the historical truth.

Originally, Xu Shu wanted to investigate from Liu Yan, but he didn't expect that An Luo would create such a good opportunity for them.

"It's just God helping me."

On the same day, Xu Shu and Sima Yi took the city guards to the other garden where Liu Yan was located outside the city to take people.

Yan Niang didn't expect that she just dealt with a disciple casually, and even attracted people from the city guard to arrest her.

Since she thought Liu Yan was protecting her, Yan Niang didn't care at all.

However, Liu Yan did show up, and he refused to let him go until the city guards brought out the Thunder Dragon Cannon.

Only then did Liu Yan and his son helplessly hand over Yan Niang.

"Mr. Zhang, come with us. This is an arrest warrant. You are suspected of committing a crime in public. We have the right to take you back for investigation." Xu Shu, dressed in official robes, said righteously.

Yan Niang looked at Liu Yan and Liu Fan father and son in disbelief, as if she was asking: Is this how you protect your own women?

Liu Yan was sick, coughed a few times, and was helped away by the housekeeper.

Liu Fan, on the other hand, looked at Yan Niang being taken away by Xu Shu with an embarrassed expression, completely forgetting that he said in the morning that he would be with her forever until the sea dries up.

On the way back to town.

Nightmare Niang sat in the carriage speechless, the cold wind blowing through the window on her beautiful face made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Glancing at Xu Shu who was riding a horse next to her, Yan Niang was stunned, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "My lord, where does my family seem to have seen you before?"

Xu Shu's heart moved, he glanced at her indifferently, and said with a smile, "It's true that we have met each other. When I was in Heyue Tower in the morning, I witnessed Madam's clever methods with my own eyes. I really admire her."

Yan Niang's complexion changed drastically, thinking that something happened to Dong Chuang, she hurriedly looked around and said, "Ah, ouch, my head is a little dizzy."

Xu Shu sneered and signaled the convoy to speed up.

(End of this chapter)