Chapter 242: The sky falls and the dragon is shocked(2/2)
At this time, the two of them looked much more relaxed than before, and they also looked more majestic.
"Ha, hahahahaha..."
Looking at the two of them, Yuan Shao couldn't help laughing.
And amidst the laughter, there was something vaguely different about Yuan Shao.
Situations like Liu Bei's and Yuan Shao's are not isolated cases, but different places and different princes have undergone some very different changes.
Heavy rain, high tide, the river flooded the riverside, and a small boat was sailing slowly. However, in the heavy rain, there was a surprisingly calm feeling, as if the heavy rain, the small boat, etc. had all turned into a painting.
On the boat, a man dressed as a Taoist sat cross-legged and looked at the outside of Hulao Pass indifferently.
"Originally there were only three, but now it has become more than a dozen... If there are three, the chaos will last for three or four hundred years, but it can still be reconciled. If there are more than a dozen, what kind of chaos will it become? I'm afraid it will be over.
Don’t even think that Yuan is back, and everyone is dead, so Yuan is still in trouble..."
This Taoist priest arrived in a boat in the middle of a heavy rain. He was astonishingly calm, like an ink painting, and his temperament was refined. But as soon as he opened his mouth, his temperament was immediately destroyed, and he turned into a hooligan.
The boat passed by in the blink of an eye and soon reached the distance. Then, the figure of the Taoist priest stepped ashore, rowed through the rain in the blink of an eye, and quickly passed the Hulao Pass.
Luoyang was also shrouded in heavy rain, especially where the Imperial Palace was located. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a faint roar could be heard. Then, the dark clouds that were almost pressing down were about to collapse the roof of the Imperial Palace.
Streams of blood flowed down the corridors of the palace.
Groups of tough men quickly passed through the palace, swiping their sharp blades and killing all living people, whether they were eunuchs or palace maids.
There are no unnecessary words or actions, no looting, and no purpose, just pure killing. These people are obviously dead soldiers.
In later generations, dead warriors are already incredible existences, and any one of them is extremely precious, and those who have dead warriors are the kind of extremely mysterious forces that are rare.
But in this era, although dead soldiers are equally precious, they are not as rare as in later generations. The number of these dead soldiers is a bit scary, and the tacit understanding between their actions is also amazing.
The huge palace was quickly reduced to pieces, and by this time, the killing had already reached the harem.
In the cloisters, pavilions, palaces and pavilions, the smell of blood gradually became stronger.
The woman in palace clothes fled in panic with a group of eunuchs. In the distance, you could already see those tough men approaching quickly.
Suddenly, the woman in palace clothes staggered, and she was running away. I don’t know who pushed her. In another time period, whoever dared to push the princess would definitely be killed with a stick, but at this moment, who could care about the princess or the princess?
Prince or something.
The crowd dispersed, and some people even stepped on the ankles of the Han princess, a woman in palace attire, making it impossible for the princess to stand up again, let alone continue to run away.
If that person is still there, he should be able to protect himself...
Sitting on the ground in embarrassment, the woman in palace clothes looked at the tough men who were approaching in horror, looking at the sharp blades in their hands.
Hopefully, that sword can protect his only remaining brother. After all, Xie is also his disciple...
He closed his eyes, and the dim light fell hard.
In the chaotic streets, men with long swords on their backs sprinted towards the palace.
Luoyang is in chaos, the palace is in chaos, how should that woman be afraid...
Wang Yue's eyes were full of panic. His figure was flying in the sky, and several people were already on the palace city. However, at this moment, an incomparable loss suddenly emerged. It seemed that something important had been lost.
Chapter completed!