At this time, Huaxiong also hugged Lu Bu and said, "All the supervisors have seen Lieutenant Lu Du."

Lu Bo glanced at him and coldly hummed, “Hua Xiong, what are you doing?”

"This..." Hua Xiong's face rose red, did not dare to say that he came to recruit Zhang Liao soldiers and horses privately, and looked at Zhang Liao, fearing that he would sue.

Zhang Liao's face was expressionless, even if Huaxiong deceived too much, the situation was really dangerous, but he also did not disdain the complaint, his own shame, but also to get back!

Lu Bu looked at Hua Xiong disdainfully and rebuked: “It is not quick to recede!”

Hua Xiong's face is purple, and there is some unwillingness.He and Lu Bu are not a faction, but also do not dare to offend the same as the day of Lu Bu, that is, his boss's boss Hu Xuan in the face to give Lu Bu three points, he can take Lu Bu how?

It is a shame to be cursed and cursed at this time.

“Huh?”Lu Bu looked at Huaxiong hesitantly, not by cold snoring, a big red brocade, a wave of square Tian's paintings.

Huaxiong's face became white when he stood, and the color of fear was revealed in his eyes, Lu Bu's martial arts, he knew, it was not an opponent, and he hurried back to his horse and left.

Lu Bu looked at Huaxiong's back and laughed: "This kind of goods, but also dare to bully Wenyuan!"Looking at Zhang Liao again, he said, “Wenyuan is too cautious, as long as you do it, how can this be well under Wenyuan!”

Zhang Liao shook his head and did not speak, and Lu Bu's force was indeed a great deterrent, so that Huaxiong, who was still in the arms, did not dare to say more.If he had such force and reputation, Huaxiong would dare to cheat on his head.

Looking at the back of Hua Xiong's departure, Zhang Liao temporarily pressed the hatred in his heart.However, it is only temporarily pressed down, his character has always been revenge, this revenge can not be reported, sooner or later to let Huaxiong double back!

At the same time, he also had some understanding in his heart, but Zhang Liao, who was in the original history, was because of the gushing of Qiang Hu soldiers under Dong Zhuo, so he was mediocre for a period of time.

On the other hand, Zhang Jian and Song Chao followed Zhang Liao in the state, naturally recognized Lu Bu, busy with the military salute, and went to train the soldiers.

Hua Xiong's problem was temporarily solved, Zhang Liao looked at Lu Bu, blinked, and greatly grinning personality prevailed.

He looked at Lu Bu's hand of the long square sky painting, not by the eyes, holding in his hand is really powerful and windy bag, look at the iron spear in his hand, suddenly not happy, dark: no yellow dragon hook scalp, big hamburgers can also ah, how to their own hands is this broken iron spear, too blind, with their own strength, with their own strength, with the sky painting is not too good to match, this iron spear is not too good to play ah...It should be no problem, except for the head and Lu Bu, the other point is not bad.

In fact, Zhang Liao's more eager weapons are hustle, he has collected a past tenuous battle in his previous life, with a length of half a meter, with obvious broken armor, the general armor can be broken.

It is a high-class weapon in the riding war, but the production process of a good curvature is too cumbersome, leaving aside half a meter long ginger, especially the silhouette, unlike the ordinary gun and spear used in the wood pole, but the main trunk of the euphemum, peeling into a thick and thin uniform sedation, the smear with oil is repeatedly soaked, the process took nearly a year, until the first step is not deformed, no longer cracked.

After a year, the slander strip is removed, dried in the shade for several months, and then glued it with a high glue paint into a coarse rod, eight long, the outer layer is wrapped around the hemp rope, the rope is dry, coated with raw paint, wrapped in garb, the coat is coated with raw paint, dried a layer of wrap, until the knife is cut up, the curves emit a metal sound, but it does not crack, so that the worm is qualified.

Then go to the end of the end, the silhouette is cut short to about six, the front of the thorn, the rear decoration, constantly adjust, the qualified standard is hung at two feet with a hemp rope, the entire octagon can be in mid-air like a scale at both ends without falling.In this way, the warrior rides on the horse, so as to keep the tip forward without the slightest effort.

The whole quilt takes three years to make, and the success rate is only 40%, the cost is amazing, so for Zhang Liao at that time, it is a luxury.

And the more test is the skill, for the strength is not too much play, or Lu Bu this kind of heavy weapons ah, can play their own strength, waiting for their future martial arts to exercise superb, and then use it late.

Oh! hey!Zhang Liao found himself thinking of a good weapon and wanted to go crazy, and even Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting was looked at.

“The good brother is still there.”

Lu Bu did not find that Zhang Liao was secretly coveting his Fang Tian painting, looking at Zhang Liao, so friends met, the big red robe, the look was quite cheerful.

Zhang Liao laughed and said, “First of all, it is more refreshing, and the future looks like a good one.”

The two people said a few words, Lu Bu suddenly stood, retreated a few steps, Fang Tian painted a cross, a long smile: "Haha, Wenyuan, do not say anything else, first with the brother after two tricks, let the brother see if you have grown up."

Say, Lu Bu's arm shook, and the sky was whistling with a thorn.

“Look at the yoke!”

I'll go!Zhang Liao was too late to react, and the sky was like a rainbow, and the moment was already in sight!His iron spear was too late to mention it, so he was killed and locked, suddenly cold, and his mind was blank!

With his current skills, fighting with Huaxiong is very little chance of winning, not to mention the battle of Lu Bu, the first master in the world!

The tip of the garret is broken, and in an instant, it is in front of the throat, killing the air, and the cold and sharpness of Zhang Liao!

Compared with Lu Bu's shooting speed, strength and momentum at this time, Huaxiong is a scumbag, no wonder Hua Xiong has retreated!

Oh, don't die in Huaxiong's hands, but die in the hands of Lu Bo.What is this?Oh my god, is this playing with me?

Have you just come through and hang up like this?

Zhang Liao couldn't help but hit a spirit, the mind was instantly transparent, and he shouted: "Shut up, slow!"

Oh!The painting trembled, making a whistling sound, and excite the pain of Zhang Liao's eardrums.

The tip of Zhang Liao settled an inch in front of Zhang Liao's throat, motionless, glare, sharp, cold killing almost let Zhang Liao almost suffocated!

At this moment, Zhang Liao was only one inch away from death!Until this moment, he deeply realized that his past life hanging the brutalists are all a joke!

He is also fortunate that he did not have to do with Huaxiong, otherwise the odds are probably lower than he expected, and 90% is a dismal ending.The top fight will not be so simple.

Brush!Lu Bu took back the painting of Fang Tian, and his face was strange: "Wen far, what happened?"