"Swoosh"

A sound of breaking through the air came, and an arrow flew past his shoulders in the early morning.

"I'm so scared!" The arrow was so scared that he was sweating profusely. Not far away, several soldiers wearing armor actually ran towards him with weapons.

"Retreat!" In the early morning, the weapons in the soldiers were shining with cold light, and some of them were stained with red blood. They immediately stepped on their feet, turned the direction of the BMW, kicked hard with both feet, and rode towards the distance.

Now he didn't dare to stay, and his whole body stood up and rode a bicycle.

Those soldiers saw a man in a strange suit speeding on a strange thing. What was that? They had never seen a person run so fast?

"Oh my God, the Yellow Turban Fairy!" A soldier was so scared that he collapsed to the ground when he saw Lingchen's feet rushing and riding a thing with only two wheels.

The other soldiers looked at me and I couldn't help but shrink their necks. The man must be a magic trick, maybe sent by the Yellow Turban Army. He didn't go to chase the early morning and returned to his own battlefield as if he ran away.

In the early morning, I was speeding with all my strength today. The bicycle under my body was already ripped by him. This is a matter of life and it would not work without force.

After speeding for a while, he looked back and saw where could he see the soldiers? He quickly braked the car and stopped.

Today was really thrilling and almost lost his life.

In the early morning, I threw my bicycle aside and lay on the ground and gasped. Now I seem to have traveled through time, why does this happen to me?

After calming down, he began to think, and all this was not logical. He was originally an atheist, and the fact that he had happened to himself now is too weird.

"No!" Suddenly, he sat up early in the morning and flipped his shoulder bag.

"Finished!" Ling Chen took out the ancient mirror from his bag with a strange look on his face, and the mirror was faintly emitting a green light. He slowly fell into memories.

During a trip, I encountered a car accident in the early morning, but the person driving was an old man. When the old man saw that he had hit someone, he hurriedly drove away. Fortunately, the treatment of that era did not require money, otherwise he would have to throw the body into the wilderness in the early morning.

In the early morning, I heard the old man muttering something in his ear, and then gave the ancient mirror to Xingchen and drove away in his magnetic levitation car!

"Child, I'm just a novice in driving. This mirror was from Taobao. I heard from the vendor that he could bring back his life, know the past and the future." Then the old man stuffed the mirror into his hand in the early morning and drove away.

This was when I heard the old man's words in the early morning, I tilted my head and fell into a coma on the side of the road. When I woke up, I found myself staying in the hospital.

Damn, no, this old man really has the ability to travel through time and space?

What’s strange about the early morning is not this mirror, but myself. When I touched the mirror, I actually felt like flesh and blood was connected, as if this thing was a piece of meat that fell from my body.

"Oh my God!" Lingchen threw the mirror next to him, and a feeling of reluctance suddenly arose in his heart.

"No, can I establish a relationship with this mirror?" Lingchen couldn't laugh or cry, and then his face turned into a pig's liver: "Why am I so unlucky? You said you don't have a girl pledge, but now your heart is filled with this mirror."

"What kind of evil am I doing?" Ling Chen looked miserable, and his happy future was strangled by this mirror. Suddenly he raised his middle finger to the sky and cursed: "God, what did I do wrong? Didn't I just cheat some living expenses? Do you need to target me like this?"

"Tu tuk"

A sound of horse hooves suddenly came from a distance. When I heard this in the early morning, I felt something was wrong. I immediately got up and helped the little Maofu lying on the side and rode up.

A figure riding a white horse, wearing a white robe, and carrying a spear quickly appeared in front of him. It was only in the early morning that he could see his appearance clearly.

This life is so beautiful, with clear eyes full of clearness. At first glance, it looks like the same size as you. The first feeling makes the morning feel very comfortable.

"Wait"

When the man in white robe arrived in front of him in the early morning, he suddenly strangled the reins of the horse, and the horse's hooves clattered on the ground, and dust flew.

"What a sharp brake!" Looking at the young man in the white robe strangled the horse, she thought to herself: "Oh, it would be fine if I drifted. I have never seen the horse drift yet!"

"Wearing strange clothes, you must be from the Yellow Turban Army!" The young man in white robe suddenly pulled out the spear behind him and pointed it straight at Lingchen, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"No, no, brother, you're wrong." Xingchen looked at the spear and pointed at him, and his legs were so scared that he was weak. Brother, don't play like this, you have a murderous weapon in your hand, don't scare me.

"Brother, I'm not the Yellow Turban Army!" Lingchen's face turned pale, his legs trembled, and his expression was full of anxiety: "Look at me, I don't have a weapon on my body, how could I be the kind of Yellow Turban Army that makes trouble?"

Yellow Turban Army? Yellow Turban Army! Have I traveled to the Three Kingdoms? Oh my god, this is so sad.

"Yes, I have no power to tie a chicken, and I am as timid as a mouse, and I can't even deserve a soldier!" The young man in white robe put away his spear, pulled the reins of the horse, and wanted to leave.

"Heroic, what era is it now?" After finally seeing someone in the early morning, he asked hurriedly. Others traveling through time are all kinds of plug-ins, and they have nothing to travel through time. They are stupid and sweet. They still don't know what era they are in. If you don't ask carefully, how could you let him leave?

"Haha, I don't even know what era I am in!" The young man in white robe laughed, and then his face darkened: "This is all a sin in troubled times!"

"The Han Dynasty's court is corrupt, ah." The young man in white robe murmured: "The world is in trouble, what he does in troubled times! As a seven-foot man, I must save thousands of people from dire straits."

"The late Eastern Han Dynasty!" Ling Chen knew the answer in his heart, and indeed traveled to the Three Kingdoms and couldn't help but sigh: "Die before he succeeded, and the heroes were full of tears."

"Die before he succeeds in his army, which makes the hero cry?" The young man in white robe murmured softly: "Haha, I didn't expect to meet such a talented person here, but I'm rude." The young man in white robe held his fists and saluted in the morning.

"In Xiachangshan County, Zhao Yun, whose courtesy name is Zilong, was in chaos not far ahead. I was enthusiastic to calm down. Even if I died before I succeeded, I would not regret it!" The young man in white robe looked at the thick dust rising in the distance and said firmly.

What? Zhao Zilong? Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms period? God blessed me? He made me meet Zhao Yun? Oh my god, I'm sorry, I just rude, I shouldn't have raised my middle finger to you. Sorry, sorry!

"It turns out that the general is the famous Zhao Zilong of Changshan! He has long been admired!" Lingchen looked at the young man in white robe in front of him with his eyes radiating, full of enthusiasm.

The characters who have always dreamed of the Three Kingdoms in the past, but I didn’t expect that I finally saw the real person today. I was so excited. Lingchen’s face turned red in an instant.

The Battle of Bowangpo, the Battle of Changbanpo, the Battle of Pacification in Jiangnan, the Battle of Entering Sichuan, the Battle of Hanshui, and the Battle of Jigu... Zhao Yun was full of courage, and he was the Three Kingdoms figure who gathered all kinds of legends.

Zhao Yun is his favorite general of the Three Kingdoms. If such a powerful general is held on his thigh, he will no longer have to worry about being afraid.

"No general is there? I'm afraid you've admitted your mistake. Okay, I'll say goodbye first!" Zhao Zilong ran out with his legs and left a confused look on his face.
Chapter completed!