[Congratulations: You won the Dou Zhuan Star Shift Order (includes a Dou Zhuan Star Shift opportunity). 】
[Congratulations: You won a blood-locking pill.]
[Congratulations: You won a blood-locking pill.]
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[Congratulations: You won a chance to move the stars.]
【Congratulations:……】
[Congratulations: In this ten consecutive draws, you have drawn a total of 7 blood-locking pills, and three times of star-changing opportunities. The prizes are being distributed, please pay attention to check. 】
[You, the current remaining stable points are: 13. Amount owed: 187. Loan: 400.]
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[Information to the host: The power of a single star movement is approximately equivalent to 1/2.5 million of the host's energy when traveling through time and space, and can transport the host to three hours ago. 】
[Note to host: Single time travel cannot be superimposed.]
[Note to the host: The simulation function cannot be used for a single time travel before reaching the time node before the time travel. 】
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[I wish the host a happy experience.]
Snap...
A long iron box that could be folded in half appeared in the coffin.
Along with this item, there were 7 black pills.
"..."
"The loser will eventually turn around, and the black guy will eventually join Europe."
"Finally got a key item!"
"too difficult."
Ma Su quickly put away the seven blood-locking pills, put them in his arms, picked up the rectangular iron box and looked at them.
The iron box is quite heavy and heavy to carry. On the front are engraved four large gilded characters "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan", and at the end of the gold characters, a white "3" flickers.
Open the iron box, and there are five small words engraved inside: "Pineapple Take Me."
This form...this function...this activation spell.
Is it a one-time moonlight treasure box? No, it is a three-time moonlight treasure box. Ma Su's eyes widened and he was amazed.
Three hours ago, it was around eight o'clock in the morning. At that time, he was still in Shimoben Castle, lying on the bed drowsily...
At that time, General Zhao Yun was already on his deathbed.
Xiaben City is a full 40 kilometers away from Weixian County, and it takes an hour for a fast horse to run.
Time is running out.
Thinking of this, Ma Su quickly unfolded the iron box and was about to recite the incantation when he suddenly saw Yang Yi rushing in from outside the tent, grabbed his wrist and reprimanded loudly:
"Ma Su, it's better to die than to be buried in a coffin. General Zhao has already passed away, but you actually... you actually..."
"You actually stole his burial relics!"
"You...you...you, you are a human being in vain!"
"Everyone, come and see. Ma Su stole the relics of General Zhao..."
Yang Yi had no reason not to be angry. He could see clearly that in just a short while, Ma Di had reached out and fished out General Zhao Yun's coffin three times.
One look at the latter's bulging chest, and one knew that it contained stolen items buried with General Zhao Yun!
He even stole the funerary objects... Is this Ma Di still a human being?
Yang Yi felt that she was standing on the right side of reason, and her voice was particularly righteous and confident.
As he shouted, a large group of civil servants and generals rushed in, filling the tent to the brim.
Everyone watched the two people in the dispute silently, looking at each other without saying a word.
The atmosphere is a bit solemn.
Let’s not talk about the origin of the matter. Just talking about the identities of the two people made them feel very troublesome.
Yang Yi was a 20-year veteran of the Shu Han Dynasty. He had followed the late emperor Liu Bei since his days in Jingzhou. He was also the prime minister and general, equivalent to the internal affairs manager of the army, and had real power.
Ma Su did not try to make too many concessions. Not only was he a 20-year veteran of the Shu Han Dynasty and a general, but he also had military power. He was also a popular general in the Shu army who was in the limelight recently.
Great achievements in battle!
No matter who they help, they will immediately offend the other person.
Moreover, due to their qualifications and status, it is not easy for them to step forward to break up the fight - their status and qualifications are not enough.
In the entire Shu Han army, there were only three people with the same or higher qualifications than these two.
Those three people are Prime Minister Zhuge, Zhao Yun, and Wei Yan.
At this moment, Prime Minister Zhuge, who had the highest prestige in the army, went back to rest because he was overly sad and was not present.
General Zhao Yun, the second most prestigious general, was present, but it was almost as if he was not present.
Wei Yan, who is third in prestige... Hey, where is Wei Yan?
Everyone turned around to look for him and found Wei Yan hiding far away, watching the show with wide eyes, showing no intention of coming to break up the fight.
Upon seeing this, everyone immediately realized that Wei Yan not only had issues with Yang Yi, but also had trouble getting along with Ma Su.
No, Wei Yan doesn't get along well with anyone.
This guy is extremely arrogant and a thorn in his side.
Except for Prime Minister Zhuge, he refused to accept anyone.
Well, don't count on him.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Go and report to the Prime Minister," and immediately one person left quickly.
"Let go!" Ma Su looked sullen and stared at Yang Yi fiercely, counting silently in his heart:
"three……"
"two……"
"one……"
Yang Yi opened her eyes wide, stared back, and raised her voice: "Put down the relics of General Zhao first, and then I will let go!"
To be honest, Yang Yi had never seen such a shameless person, who was caught on the spot after stealing General Zhao's relics, and yet managed not to blush or breath.
So shameless!
Hoo~ push!
Before she even spat out the spit, Yang Yi felt her eyes blur and fell down.
Before losing his intuition, he seemed to hear a roar.
"Ah~ hit...ah~"
Ma Su was too lazy to talk nonsense to Yang Yi, so he knocked the latter to the ground with one punch and shouted in a long voice: "Pineapple and jackfruit..."
After the shouting, there was silence in the tent.
Nothing happens.
The person still stayed where he was and didn't move.
The generals looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and a question mark popped up in their minds.
"This Ma Su...could he be possessed by evil spirits?"
Ma Su's face was irritated, he quickly raised the iron box again, and shouted with a stern face: "Pineapple, take me there..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "swish" sound.
Gone this time.
The surrounding scene quickly began to recede, and then there was a flash of white light, followed by a strong feeling of dizziness.
Ma Su instantly lost consciousness.
…
When he opened his eyes again, Ma Su found himself lying on a luxurious single wooden bed in the Shogun's Mansion in Shimoben Castle.
Everything I experienced before seemed like a dream.
But the 17 pills in his arms told him that it was true.
At this time, Xu Shen pushed the door open and came in.
"General, it's time to get up..."
"Get up, sister, prepare your horse quickly!" Ma Su jumped off the wooden bed and sprayed Xu Shen in the face.
Xu Shen immediately froze on the spot, confused.
Ma Su ignored him, picked up the sword, and picked up a robe from the bed, holding it in his hand and rushing out.
He came to the courtyard in a few steps, untied the horse's reins, turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and thrust a sword into his crotch...
On the mount's butt.
"Herod--"
The newly replaced mount let out a mournful cry, opened the door of the mansion, and galloped eastward.
Xu Shen came to his senses, strode after him, waved his hands desperately and shouted.
"General, wait for me!"
"Wait for me..."
An hour later.
Smoke and dust are everywhere on the ancient road outside Weixian City.
Ma Su rode his horse forward, swung his sword hilt wildly, and hit his mount on the butt.
Xu Shen was sweating profusely, hanging on his legs a hundred steps away with his face reddened as he strode his legs that were gradually becoming numb, and shouted out of breath:
In a blink of an eye, the military camp was in sight. Just as Ma Su was about to rush in, he heard a cry of mourning from thousands of people inside: "Old General Zhao!"
Hearing this, Ma Su's heart suddenly went cold. Like a puppet that had lost its soul, he turned over and dismounted, and angrily yelled at Xu Shen who rushed forward:
"It's all your fault, you ran too slow!"
"???" Xu Shen collapsed to the ground with a question mark on his head, gasping for breath, without any desire to refute this.
He didn't have any strength left.
Ma Su pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.
All the generals in the army were there, kneeling on the ground.
Zhuge Liang lay on the coffin board with tears streaming down his face and grief-stricken.
Ma Su sighed, not caring to come forward to express his condolences, and silently took out the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Ling" and found that the word "3" on it had become the word "2".
Just as he was about to use Star Shift again, his arm suddenly tightened.
Yang Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, grabbed his wrist, stood up slowly, and shouted loudly: "Ma Su! Are you still a human being? You actually don't feel sad to see the passing of General Zhao..."
I feel sorry for you, MG! Ma Su raised his hand and punched Yang Yi down, unfolded the iron box, and read in Zhuge Liang's confused and sullen eyes:
"Pineapple... take me there..."
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