Be pitted from the emperor

Watching the game, there is food and dessert, although it is a bit more expensive, but this life, it is extremely enjoyable.

Looking at this era, it is impossible for anyone to experience this kind of otaku life.

After buying desserts and getting a big deal, Luo Xiang finally had the heart and set his sights on the playing field.

In the arena, Xue Lilu Bu and the two were at the end of the battle.

You know, if you have played thousands of rounds at least, there are three hundred of them.

If it weren't for the weather now, the two would fall to the ground because of dehydration.

No, the head is lack of oxygen, and the figures in the eyes of the two people are beginning to overlap, and the moves in their hands are not flexible, and they are obviously heavy.

But just like that, the two still tried their best.

If you have no strength, do not seek change, then you will get a tie at most until the end.

"No, we must win, otherwise the emperor will not be able to speak, and Boer will be unhappy."

Lu Bu said to himself, Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand once again, and that was a little bit of surplus energy. It seemed that he wanted to surprise and suppress.

In the face of this scene, Xue Li didn't know if he was unprepared, or if he really had no strength, and he was in danger of being beaten.

The sudden change, and the drowsy people who looked at it, was a moment of refreshment, ready to watch this final scene.

After playing for so long, there is finally hope of winning, how could Lu Bu let go of this opportunity, that is to quickly use the bottom of the pressure box.

"Succumb to death, the gods and demons dance wildly and kill everything!"

Lü Bu let out a low roar, and the whole charge flew into the air. Fang Tian dazzled with his halberd swing, making it hard to see the direction of the attack, and then quickly fell heavily.

Xue Li's originally godless eyes suddenly flashed when he saw this scene, changing his previously suppressed posture.

"Hahaha!"

"The master said that in the rest of your life, the gods and demons will break the dance."

"Today, let me, Xue Li, break it first!"

With his legs squatting down, Fang Tian painted the halberd dance tightly, wrapping his whole body inside, leaving no flaws.

Hearing that, Lu Bu originally had some fears, after all, Xue Li's behavior just now was entirely to induce himself to do his best.

But seeing that it was just a defense right now, he was relieved.

It is impossible to break the gods and demons in a flurry. This is the confidence of the soul.

"Go to hell, crazy..."

The phantom returned, Fang Tian painted a halberd and attacked Xue Li's head, wanting to bloom in the center.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the weapons of the two sides came into contact, Xue Li actually retreated and greeted him.

"Ding!"

The two Fangtian painted halberds face each other with their sharp blades. Xue Li has squatted long ago, and the bottom plate is as solid as a rock, which has no effect.

But Lu Bu, it was mid-air, and there was nowhere to vent his strength. Naturally, it was difficult to control the balance. It was all the flaws in his body.

The opportunity is rare in a lifetime. Upon receiving this blow, Xue Li jumped directly, Fang Tian swept away with a halberd, and hit Lu Bu hard.

"boom!"

Lü Bu ate the blow abruptly and flew out in mid-air.

"thump!"

Lu Bu landed heavily. Although he didn't feel any pain, he fainted with a breath of air in his heart.

Oh, this result, in everyone's hearts, there is actually nothing, because they have guessed a bit long ago.

If Lu Bu could win, he would have won it long ago.

However... life often has unexpected turnarounds, this is not to the end, still can not be in vain.

Luo Xiang reacted the fastest. Before everyone came over, he stood up and shouted: "Xue Lisheng, General Marshal, belong to Xue Li, and command all the soldiers and horses of Chen Guo!"

What is fame in World War I, and what is fame and fortune in World War I, at this moment, is a perfect verification.

The emperor personally promised that Xue Li, the General Marshal, deserves his name.

As for whether or not to command all the troops and horses of Chen Guo, this may be difficult, but for the imperial generals, there should be no problem.

At this moment, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd. It is reasonable to be able to witness this feast in the rest of your life.

"Boss Xue Li, take me, I'm very easy to take!"

"Xue Li Xue Li, I will be your apprentice!"

"Xue Li Xue Li, do you want to take a shower and rub your back, I'm free!"

...

Most of the propaganda, it is to get a little relationship.

Although Xue Li was vacillating in front of him, the emperor didn't care about so much now, but actually hammered his identity.

This shows that the emperor didn't care at all, maybe he was a member of the court.

To become a rich man, even if Mao doesn't have the skills, he still has vision. It is natural to see more.

Compared with Xue Li's glory, Lu Bu, who fell to the ground without any attention, was indeed embarrassed a lot, but this is the reality. Only the winner will be paid attention to, and the loser is doomed to unknown.

Listening to the roaring call, Luo Xiang rolled his eyes, who knows who his mother is.

Since you want to build relationships so much, well, why not give them a chance.

With a plan in mind, he waved his hand, and the semaphore soldier next to him immediately waved the ban semaphore. The forbidden army in charge of discipline quickly stepped forward to maintain the scene.

The noise of the excitement was gradually suppressed, Luo Xiang said: "I would like to ask General Xue to come to power, I want to ask about his life story."

The emperor asked, it was a major event, at least in this kind of situation, but no one dared to neglect, Xue Li was brought in soon.

When Xue Li arrived, Luo Xiang was very polite. He served the white fungus soup and greeted him with a handshake to show his approachable image.

After some pretentiousness, he said: "Marshal Xue, I won today, what do you want to say, say it out loud?"

Xue Li was so moved that he was so concerned, but when the emperor spoke, he didn't dare to neglect.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He saluted and said, then turned slightly, and said to the public: "Xue Linai was born in the countryside and became ill when he was a child. Parents and parents went early."

What the hell, when you speak, you are sick, and your parents have died prematurely, an orphan, eldest brother, Lao Tzu is asking you to say that you won the first prize, not to buy miserables.

When Luo Xiang heard this, he couldn't help but complain. He used to watch too much TV in this situation, but it was still rude to interrupt at this time.

"The leader that can be taken today becomes the Marshal of Chen Guobing and Ma. For all this, first of all, thank my emperor."

"If your Majesty had not been diligent and diligent to open up the qualifications for the competition, even if Xue Li had all the skills, he would not have today."

Nima, what this said, the emperor was praised.

When the other few Lu Yiwang heard this, his expression changed.

A few days ago, they gave a lot of gifts. I didn't expect to turn my face ruthlessly now, and I would not recognize people when I lift my pants and pull the bird.

This and that can be tolerated, if it weren't for the crowds now, I'm afraid Jilu Yiwang would have been fighting in groups long ago.

"Next, Xue Li would like to thank the great kings. Xue Li has no relatives and no reason in Yan. If it weren't for the great kings who had been caring and sent many needs for life, Xue Li would have nowhere to be today.