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Chapter 340 Dong Zhuo is a good comrade

Liu Bian opened his eyes and saw himself standing alone in a void.

The sky and the earth were wrapped in a blanket of mist, and there was silence all around.

Can't see anything, can't hear anything.

Liu Bian instinctively wanted to scream for help, but no matter how much he opened his mouth and screamed at the top of his lungs, he couldn't make even a single sound.

Suddenly, the surrounding fog dispersed, and Liu Bian found himself suddenly appearing in the back garden of the Luoyang Palace.

"Your Majesty! Come after me!"

Looking around, I saw a few palace maids playing and having fun, but behind me was a young man in brocade robes with a playful smile and an impeccable expression. If I looked closely, the look on his face and eyes was clearly that of Liu Bian himself.

A little further away, Liu Bian saw Ma Rong, the great scholar who used to be his teacher, looking at "his" back with worry on his face, and suddenly he let out a long sigh.

"Naughty!"

Suddenly a deep bass sounded from all around, and the next second, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

It is the main hall of the North Palace of Luoyang, where Dong Zhuo convened courtiers to discuss matters.

Liu Bian sat on the dragon chair, and the courtiers, attendants, and maids around him knelt on the ground in darkness.

But in front of him stood the fat, dark figure that still frightened him.

He subconsciously screamed and took a few steps back, only to find that Dong Zhuo turned his head with a grin and grabbed the hair of a poor eunuch who was kneeling nearby and almost became incontinent with fear on the spot.

The eunuch's crotch was soaked on the spot.

"Humph, what a shame!"

Dong Zhuo frowned in disgust, pulled out the scimitar [Rakshasa] from his waist, and chopped off the trembling eunuch's head with one blow. There were a few splashes of blood on his face, but it seemed that

As if deliberately, he banged his head in front of Liu Bian.

"Your Majesty, this dirty thing dares to defile the palace. I have the courage to kill him!"

Under extreme fear, the human brain's thinking function will shut down - which is the so-called "frightened panic".

Liu Bian couldn't even remember what he said. It was only when the bass sounded again that he was freed from fear.

"cowardice!"

The surrounding scenery kept changing, and the sound sounded again and again.

The minister angrily rebuked Dong Zhuo and was imprisoned on the spot by the humiliated and angry Dong Zhuo. He wanted to plead for him, but he swallowed it back in his stomach again under Dong Zhuo's terrifying eyes.

"escape!"

That moment when Dong Zhuo wantonly slaughtered the palace attendants, but Liu Bian was numb and indifferent.

"indifferent!"



The sound rang out over and over again, and every sound seemed to be filled with an anger that hated iron. The tone also increased step by step, and finally turned into a deafening roar.

"Good for nothing!"

The surrounding scenery once again turned into the boundless gray mist, and solidified into a rolling dragon.

The giant dragon's eyes were filled with anger, and like a cannonball, it rushed towards Liu Bian, who was floating in the void. Its sharp claws seemed to want to tear this incompetent guy into pieces.

Fragments!

"You! Unqualified!"

"Help! Help! Protect me! Protect me!"

Liu Bian only felt that his feet were empty, and his body fell heavily to the ground. He let out a scream of terror, closed his eyes and flailed wildly with his hands and feet, trying in vain to drive away the terrifying shadow of the dragon.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you okay?! Imperial Physician? Where is the Imperial Physician!"

This time the voice in my ears was no longer the bass that came from somewhere.

Liu Bian tried to open his eyes, but the ferocious dragon had disappeared. He looked around blankly, and then took a serious look at the elderly scribe who was hugging him with a fearful look on his face.

Grand Situ Wang Yun? This is... Changle Palace!

Is it a dream?

It's just that this dream is really weird.

He raised his hand in confusion, only to see a golden dragon-shaped seal on his arm disappear in a flash - and the seal looked exactly like the dragon that pounced on him in the dream.

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For Wang Yun, today can be regarded as a double happiness.

The first joy was, of course, that Liu Bian was safe and sound.

The second joy was that Wang Yiyuan finally handed Dong Zhuo's body into Wang Yun's hands.

Dong Zhuo had been accumulating power for a long time. Before seeing the corpse, there were still many frightened guys who were still hiding in the corner, fearing that the evil beast from the northwest would suddenly appear again, brandishing their machetes and start massacring those who dared to disobey them.

Now that I finally saw the body, everything was settled.

"Hahaha! Good! You are indeed the one I like!"

Wang Yun's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. He was seen dancing and groping around on the fat black body. His hungry eyes made Wang Yiyuan wonder if there was something strange about this old man.

hobbies.

"Okay! Come with me, I will reward you right away!"

"Please reward me" is just a polite word.

In fact, after Dong Zhuo died, power fell into Wang Yun's hands.

He even just walked into the back room, and soon he came out holding a large golden seal and a roll of bamboo slips, and handed them directly to Wang Yiyuan's hand.

The system announcement sounds immediately.

The system announced: "The Emperor Fengtian Chengyun issued an edict: Now that King Wu of Jinwu has performed meritorious service in killing Dong Zhuo, he is specially granted the title of Grand Sikong. I appreciate this!"

If Wang Yiyuan was an NPC, this would be awesome.

The official position of worshiping the Third Duke - this is the same treatment as Yuan Shao's father. Even Wang Yun in front of him has an official position of just being the Grand Situ who is also the Third Duke.

It's a pity that the Three Gongs and Nine Qings among the players are just decorations, that is, they can have a little more privileges in front of the NPC, such as being able to ride a horse while drunk in the city, being able to tease the NPC girl without going too far, etc., it doesn't mean anything.

Real egg function. (I know what you are thinking, please calm down!)

The real reward is another little thing like a bamboo slip.

[Sun Tzu's Art of War·Authentic Edition] (Wonderful Object)

Number of uses:1/1

After studying, you can obtain one of the following rewards based on the current highest attribute:

Vigor: Acquire the passive skill [Break Formation]. The formation effects, combined attack effects, and legion skill effects deployed by generals whose highest attributes do not exceed 150% of the player's vigor attribute will not be able to affect the player.

Strategy: (Your strategy value is not enough, the author is too lazy to edit it)

Commander: (Your commander value is not enough, the author is too lazy to edit it)

Make a profit! Make a fortune!

As the game progresses, the weapon arsenal of NPC generals also begins to be renovated. In addition to their own strong strength, they also have bonus effects on the soldiers under their command.

Especially those commander-in-chief bosses, when the aura on their body lights up, the minions nearby will instantly change from Kunkun to a large group of Jason Statham. Who can withstand this?

With this, Wang Yiyuan can walk smoothly in most military formations.

Who said Dong Zhuo was a villain who did all kinds of evil?

He is obviously a generous and good comrade!


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