Thousand Blades of Death

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If you meet someone who makes you feel destined, will you obey the fate?

When thinking of this esoteric problem countless times, Liu Bei will drink a few sips of wine and lie alone in a flat place.

He is young and promising, and has crossed the real name level. Since then, there is no worries, this talent is enviable, after all, there is the blood of the Zhongshan royal family.

But he can't enjoy the worries in the eyes of ordinary people. Even though he often behaves indifferently, he also wants to forget his previous memories and try again, but Liu Bei is a very old person.

Because of the past, there are too many people who cannot get happiness, and Liu Bei is also one of them.

If he is not the Zhongshan royal family, he will not have such a life of twists and turns, and can fulfill his dream of being a little person all his life.

It is a pity that there is no such thing in reality, and Liu Bei had to go busy because of the affairs of the Zhongshan royal family and could not settle down to live.

Occasionally he still misses his big dream-if there are no great people in this world, noble people, all people can live an ordinary life, occasionally surprise, occasionally disappointed, and not everything is going well.

But he will still be desperate, because this continent has something like vitality. Although the force of force has been banned in the country, it actually exists completely.

"Uh……"

Liu Bei cried with a bandaged head and woke up from the bed. His clothes were soaked with sweat and his body was unexpectedly heavy.

In front of him was a delicate face, faint blush, and dexterous eyes. This was not an ordinary girl. Liu Bei thought to himself before thinking that this was the master of Sun Wujun.

"I forgot you again."

Liu Beiwu vomited himself.

The other party recovered and wanted to help him up, but Liu Bei refused and said angrily:

"You're the one who drank the last set of Ju Ling San and suddenly fell down. I was in a hurry to find a doctor."

"What does the doctor say?"

"He said that your meridians are weak, but he was violent and exhausted."

"..."

Liu Bei did not continue to communicate with the other party, got out of bed and put on clothes, walked a few times, although his physical condition was not very good, he was able to call Sancheng normally.

The room was packed with Sun Shangxiang's packed luggage. If Liu Bei fell down, it would have been a long time to go.

When Liu Bei noticed it, he proposed, "It's not too late, let's go."

Sun Shangxiang had no opinion, so the two packed up, said goodbye to the doctor, and walked out of his medical hall.

Before going a few steps, Liu Bei suddenly stopped and told Sun Shangxiang to stop.

"what happened?"

The latter walked the day before yesterday and couldn't help turning his head to ask.

"I haven't eaten in my stomach for a few days. Eat something first."

Liu Bei said so blandly.

Next, Sun Shangxiang was forcibly strolled a few streets by the other party, stopped in front of a nice looking restaurant, entered, and ordered a few big dishes.

"You have money on you."

Liu Bei sat down and asked suddenly.

Sun Shangxiang suddenly had the urge to thrash him, denying: "It took a lot of money to heal you, and it was gone."

Liu Bei spread his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, I have!"

Sun Shangxiang wondered: "Shouldn't you be anxious?"

Liu Bei poured a sip of tea, looked up and drank cleanly, and said:

"Is there any anxiety? Brother Ma Yuan can't help me anymore. At this moment, there should be movements of the blood clan, there will be movements, and we don't have enough clues to find them actively. Anyway, according to the previous search, we can know the upper class. People are well aware of the situation and leave it to them first."

Sun Shangxiang nodded his head and agreed with him. Zhou Yu must know the movement of the blood race and the purpose of Sun Ce's voyage these years, but he refused to inform himself.

She could not help asking:

"Do you believe those upper classes?"

Liu Bei smiled and definitely said, "Not at all."

Sun Shangxiang sighed, helpless, then changed the question and then said: "After arriving at Zhoufu, find your companion, what should you do next?"

Liu Bei sighed and said, "Brother Ma Yuan asked us to wait for him, but this is very difficult to achieve. Even if the blood clan riots can be solved in Fusang, the problems that arise here will only be suppressed and not clear, see Situation, there is a lot to be done."

Today, the two get along very well and laugh from time to time. Although it is not intimate to outsiders, it is not so bad. It is very different from the previous few days.

Sun Shangxiang also doubted whether Liu Bei really slept in the past few days. The questions he raised were answered quickly, and a lot of words were spoken as if he had already thought about it.

Just as the two talked about the way to deal with the blood, Liu Bei was shot behind him.

Sensing the movement, Liu Bei turned his head and found that it was a young woman, she was Miss Zhang Jia.

"you are……"

Liu Bei didn't seem to remember the other party and asked indifferently. This made Zhang Mo a little embarrassed. After all, the two had only one side of the relationship, and it was not too much to think about it.

Zhang Mo explained his identity and added a sentence: "Xiao Cui is still thinking about you recently. I heard that you are fine, so that's fine."

Liu Bei just had a somewhat happy face, flashing a gloomy color, and then sighed a long time, and asked Zhang Mo to sit down and pour her a cup of tea.

"What are you doing here?"

Liu Bei asked.

Zhang Mo drank a little tea in a small bowl and felt a little sweet, saying:

"When I got married this time, the husband was the governor of this city, but I was sent out to lead the army some time ago.

Liu Bei interrupted: "Xiao Cui is also in the Dudu Mansion?"

Zhang Mo looked at each other in surprise and continued:

"She is still in the mansion. Xiaocui and I are inseparable from each other. Although we plan to accompany me to marry here and go back, but along the way, most people have lost most of them, so I don't plan to let him go back. You plan to see her, I will take You go."

Liu Bei categorically refused at the moment: "No, I won't go anymore. I have a lot of troubles and I'm very busy. I know she is there, and I will visit when I have time."

"what,"

Zhang Mo didn’t know what Liu Bei was thinking. It stands to reason that the sister-in-law who hadn’t seen in many years should really want to meet, but he also agreed verbally,

"That's fine. I'm just afraid that Xiaocui will be disappointed again."

Originally, it was too dull in the fiance's mansion, so he found a famous local restaurant and planned to taste Wudi cuisine. Unfortunately, Xiaocui was busy, so he found other servants to follow.

"If she knew Liu Bei was here, would she regret it?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Mo couldn't help but feel a bit sullen, and drank the tea in the bowl at once.

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