Lu Bu rushed out of the city without any obstacles. Pedestrians on the road avoided him. Even the soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to ask too much. Wansuiwu was originally a guiyuan. It stood in the south of the country, several miles away.

The fire dragon horse ran at lightning and arrived in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the dock door was wide open and there were no defenders.

Lu Bu stepped on his horse in front of the door and looked at the high platform of the fish beam in the fort. He was anxious, and you can imagine that Dong thief stayed in the dragon bed at night and raped the palace maid. He was stigmatized by the "pig of sending for his wife". His wife was young and beautiful, and she was pregnant, so she was afraid that she would be harmed by the old thief. At this point, Lu Bu didn't care about it. He took the three stone magpie and painted the bow in his hand and entered the garden.

I thought there would be ambushers next to the gate, and there would be heavy troops along the way. Unexpectedly, the huge fortress was completely unprepared. The gate was open and there was no one around. Lu Bu was not suitable for his wife, so how could he be discouraged to save his wife?

"The old thief was mysterious!" Lu Bu angrily pulled his bow and picked up the Fang Tianji. He held the reins with his hand and rushed straight to the Yuliangtai.

There is no one at all?

As mentioned earlier, the Han style supervised the building, with the left tiles and the right tiles. The left is the steps and the right is the slope. Lu Bu ran to the platform and looked around. He saw a man wearing his whole body and standing in front of the Yuliang Hall.

It was the Central Lang General Niu Fu.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

Lu Bu rushed in with lightning. The long halberd broke through the air and grabbed his throat.

Niu Fu's eyes widened, and he had no power to fight back.

After a breath, everything is quiet.

The tip of the halberd is hanging in the Adam's apple, three inches away. The sharpness is sucking and spitting, and the cold air is impressing.

"Where is Dong Zhuo!" It's like the god of killing came to the world.

Niu Fu rolled his Adam's apple and said with difficulty: "The Prime Minister is in the hall, and the general will leave."

"Hmph!" It's like a sea of ​​swords and fire, so why are you afraid? Stepping up and hitting the hall.

Scan the eyes and it is magnificent.

Sitting in the middle, Dong Zhuo lying on his back, snoring like thunder.

Under the seat, there was a royal square furnace for the upper forest, and a servant was burning the suckling pig.

Looking around the hall, there was no other way. One master and one servant, but two people did not see Mrs. Yan.

Lu Bu stepped forward and was about to take Dong Zhuo down, but forced his wife to do so.

Before he could get close, he heard from the person on the bed saying, "But Fengxian."

The old thief is really prepared.

Lu Bu suddenly pulled his horse and gritted his teeth and said, "It's Lu Bu."

"Oh." Dong Zhuo turned over and stood on the couch, without fear at all.

"The roasted piglet is about to ripen, why not get off the horse?"

Roasted pigs are similar to roasted suckling pigs in later generations. They are learned from roasting.

The 'method of roasting pigs' is to take a whole suckling pig, wash it open the ripped suckling, stuff it with a suckling (thicken ball), and wear it with oak, "Roil it slowly in a distance, and do not stay it quickly", apply sake, and constantly wipe the pig paste and sesame oil. The finished product is "the same color as amber, and it is like real gold. It disappears immediately after entering the mouth, and looks like snow, and contains slurry paste and moisturizes it, which is particularly normal."

The index finger moves sharply, and the lips and teeth leave fragrance.

Lu Bu turned over and dismounted and approached with a halberd.

Across the forest square furnace, he looked at the old thief.

"I dare to ask the Prime Minister why I plundered my wife (son)."

"Oh." Dong Zhuo did not comment: "Come on, then wait and sit on the bed."

The servant stood up and gave up the Hu bed.

Lu Bu saw it clearly that the person who roasted pigs was his friend Pang Shu.

"I treat you like a brother." Lu Bu felt angry.

Pang Shu was indifferent and only cared about applying pig paste.

"Fengxian?" Dong Zhuo's smile remained unabated.

Lu Bu was worried about his wife and children and did not dare to act rashly. He was so nervous that he sat down in bed. He did not dare to be careless at all.

"Prime Minister, the roasted piglets are ripe." After a while, Pang Shu cut off the golden ribs and presented them to Dong Zhuo in front of him.

Dong Zhuo was feasting, his mouth full of oil.

After taking half a fan, he threw the bones into the plate.

Also, if there is no one around, take white silk to wipe it.

Even the delicacies were delicious foods, and the abbot in front of him was anxious and he had no appetite. He endured the urgent need of burning his heart and waited for Dong Zhuo to finish his meal. Then he said, "Please let my wife go."

"Be at ease." He wiped his hands with white silk and abandoned them like a broken slut. Dong Zhuo grinned his teeth and smiled: "I came out of Xiliang. The powerful people in Xizhou still used Hu beds and ate plates and cooked Qiang roasts. The nobles must keep their own food in the wealthy house. They enjoyed the good luck and enjoy the good meeting (at a grand event). They all thought it was the first. When Qianghu saw guests, the roasted meat was not ripe. Everyone knelt in front of them and cut them, and blood flowed between their fingers."

After saying that, Dong Zhuo looked at it from the bottom of the box: "After eating roasted pork, how could there be no Qiang boil?"

How could Lu Bu be patient? Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Dong Zhuo clapping his high fives as a horn.

There is a knife and axe driver.

Lu Bu suddenly stood upright, filled with murderous aura.

Unexpectedly, there were no weapons, only a few crowheads, and they worked together to lift them into a huge plate.

The plate was not filled with deer heads, but a woman was tied up in four flowers. The woman was naked and had six Jia. Although she was disheveled and her hair was not visible. Her skin was as white as jade, and she must be a rare beauty. Judging from her figure, she looked like she was three-point similar to Mrs. Yan.

Lu Bu's eyes were full of tears and his heart was irritated. Just imagine, his first wife was about to be pregnant and had not yet shown her conceit. She must not be a woman in the tram.

"The Qiang people like deer heads, so they are cooked purely. Washed in water and treated as vegetation, as big as two fingers. Pork, carved, and made into vegetation. The green onion is white, two inches long and one tiger's mouth, finely cleaved half of the ginger and orange peel, and a little pepper; bitter wine, salt, and fermented beans are suitable for chew. One deer head, and two kilograms of pork are used as vegetation, which is for chewy. Dong Zhuo said again: "However, although the young deer (head) is fresh, it is not as good as the child's head."

After saying that, a Cangnu held a sharp knife in his hand and wanted to cut off the pregnant woman's child.

"Your son, dare!" A cold light flashed, and his head broke into the sky.

Cangnu, holding a knife, squirting blood for several feet, lying in the corpse hall.

The blood falls like rain.

The pregnant woman in the plate was covered in blood. She was extremely sad and beautiful.

Lu Bu stood upright with his halberd and let his blood beat him: "Old thief, come and take his life!"

The Fangtian halberd breaks through the air and can kill gods and ghosts.

"Fengxian?" Suddenly, hearing the cry came into my ears. Lu Bu was as stiff as he was struck by lightning.

"Madam." It is Mrs. Yan.

Seeing that Mrs. Yan was dressed neatly and did not change her makeup, Lu Bu was at last relieved.

"The Prime Minister treats each other with courtesy, why does Fengxian offend?" Mrs. Yan advised her softly.

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo's eyes gradually faded, and he threw his sword under his seat.

"Qiangbo treats guests, please take your wife to the seat."

Pang Shu grabbed the knife in a quiet voice and wanted to perform a caesarean section again.

"Stop!" Lu Bu stopped shouting.

Pang Shu paused and approached him again.

"Please give me kindness from the Prime Minister and let my pregnant mother and son go." Lu Bu asked with fists.

"This woman and Fengxian were 'no relatives and no reason'. Why did she plead for mercy?" Dong Zhuo asked knowingly.

"I often hear that my sins are not as good as my wife. Killing my mother and eating my son is worse than beasts." Lu Bu replied gritting his teeth.

"It's better than a beast." Dong Zhuo also pointed out: "Fengxian is disrespectful to elders and ignores his superiors and inferiors. He is rude to see his superiors and is rude to catch swords and weapons and plots against rebellion. What crime should he be punished?"

"Lu Bu is willing to apologize for his death. He only asks the Prime Minister to let my wife go and this woman."

Dong Zhuo's eyes were too long and he shook his head slowly: "No."

Hearing this, Pang Shu swung his sword hard.

"Entertainment Father!"

“Let’s wait.”

The tip of the knife barely cut through the belly. The blood marks were red and shocking.

"Where is Fengxian calling?"

"The adoptive father is above, please accept Lu Bu's bow." The nine-foot tiger's body knelt on the ground with a bang.

Dong Zhuo was proud of himself on the bed. Mrs. Yan was already in tears.

“Wowhahaha…”
Chapter completed!