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Two hundred and ninetieth chapters that moment

This is a surprise attack without warning, and it is also...an expected meeting again!

When Wang Yao noticed something strange and turned around again, he only saw Zhao Yun kneeling slowly on the ground with the power of the master, with one knee in one knee. A large amount of blood was flowing down his chest, and in just a moment, the ground under him dyed all the blood-red.

Although Wang Yao did not turn on the heroic form at this time, he also knew from the feeling that Zhao Yun's blood volume had completely come to an end!

That's right. First, he was tied up with Luo Shen in the middle lane, but as soon as he arrived at the top lane, he was blown up by Sun Shangxiang. In the end, he was injured and destroyed Xiahou. After such a long battle, even if Cangtian Xianglong's passive [Long Ming] is strong, he cannot stop this raid beyond his ability!

But Wang Yao's performance was unexpectedly calm when he changed suddenly.

Because under normal circumstances, the so-called separation of life and death is meaningless to the special existence of heroes. Heroes can be resurrected without limits after getting the favor of heaven, but the length of time is just that Wang Yao did not have much emotional fluctuation. He just watched Zhao Yun's figure slowly turn into bright light and disappear between heaven and earth, and a hint of worry arose in his heart...

Zhao Yun was killed on the spot, which was almost equivalent to breaking his right-hand arm, but what made Wang Yao even more worried was that because of his previous negligence, he did not know how long Zhao Yun's next resurrection will last, and he did not know where the resurrection site was! In other words, in the worst case, in the future, he would likely need to fight on one-line basis!

Of course, these worries did not bother Wang Yao for too long, because all Wang Yao's attention at this time had already been focused on the man in the long gown.

This man who was once the most familiar to Wang Yao but the strangest at this time; he has changed a lot, his hair has grown longer, and there are more white hairs on his hair. If it weren't for the expressionless face that still had a bit of familiarity in memory, Wang Yao might have no longer recognized this robe that had been born and died with him...

On the other side, Sun Shangxiang looked at the strange man with the mysterious skills of the gods and ghosts who suddenly joined the battlefield. His snow-white face was solemn, and he had a proud smile like a princess: "Hmph, it seems that he is an opponent worth the missed fire!"

While speaking, he bent his knees slightly and made a start move of the first skill [Roll Raid].

But Wang Yao stopped Sun Shangxiang: "Sir, can you please stop attacking this person?"

"Ha? Don't take action? Are you right? This enemy has just killed your companion!" Sun Shangxiang held the cannon crossbow in Xian's hand, looking at Wang Yao in disbelief, feeling that he really couldn't understand this soldier anymore.

Does this person understand the situation?

"No matter what, please be sure to intervene." Wang Yao did not explain too much. After saying it lightly, he walked alone to the man who was wearing ink and painting in the distance.

Two pairs of equally sharp eyes stared at each other and approached each other step by step.

All encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation!

After stopping about five meters away from the man, Wang Yao had been brewing for a long time, but he had not spoken. He had always been eloquent, but only then did he realize that even though he had thousands of words in his heart, he didn't know where to start.

Finally, when the words finally reached the mouth, only one sentence was left: "Long time... I haven't seen you."

"Yes." The man's mood seemed to be the same as Wang Yao. After a while, he asked again: "How are you still... OK?"

"I'm pretty good, where are you?"

"I'm pretty good, too."

“…”

“…”

The breeze blew, shaking the hair and clothes of the two, and they were speechless.

Things change in the world, and things change in the blink of an eye, but all the past is still vivid in my mind! From knowing each other, knowing each other, fighting side by side, sharing life and death, and finally, it is a defection of deviating from beliefs...

In fact, before entering the canyon, Wang Yao had already learned from Zhuge Liang that the man was promoted to a hero, so Wang Yao was not surprised to meet him on the canyon battlefield.

only

Wang Yao has fantasized about the scene of their reunion countless times, but none of them fits the scene in front of him.

Even with different positions, Wang Yao felt that with their relationship, the atmosphere would not be as cold and unfamiliar as it is now; but the fact is that they really can't find a common topic with each other.

Are you greeting the recent situation of the soldiers who have fought together? Those who can greet them have died in battle.

Have you asked each other about their lives over the past period of time? I have asked before, and they are all pretty good.

In fact, those who have experienced ups and downs will not mention the hardships of life too much, because for such people, lament and regret are always the most useless things in the world!

That's why the two of them have nothing to say.

The companions who used to be with each other day and night, and the robes of life and death have now fallen to the point where there is no intersection of topics, like passers-by, and they know the taste and warmth.

Wang Yao doesn't like such a reunion. He is still looking forward to everything being able to start over and try to change some established facts...

So after a moment of silence, Wang Yao took the initiative to ask: "Are you still 2D now?"

"You should call me my real name, Zhongda, Sima Zhongda." The former two, and now Sima Yi replied.

"Okay." Wang Yao took a deep breath and then said solemnly: "Thank you."

Sima Yi was stunned for a moment, but did not speak. He had deep phoenix eyes, but looked at Wang Yao in front of him with complex emotions.

Wang Yaomu stared at Sima Yi's eyes without turning around and said slowly: "Thank you for giving me this opportunity to avenge my former companions."

Sima Yi was still silent.

"You deliberately arranged Xiahou and Lu Bu on the road, right?" Wang Yaoze continued: "Now you are already a military advisor of Wei, so you are not good at doing it yourself, so in order to give me the opportunity to avenge my former companions, I deliberately arranged them to come on the road," he said.

Sima Yi lowered his eyes gently, and something flashed in his eyes that could no longer see through the depth: "You are thinking too much."

"I'm still stubborn? If that's not the case, why didn't you tell Xiahou that there was Zhao Si around me? You are the person who knows me the most, and we are all soldiers from the top legion, so you naturally know that I will habitually walk the line of the top leg, and you know that there is a right-hand assistant around me. But until the end, Xiahou didn't know Zhao Si's existence. Why? Since the ambush on the top was planned and arranged by you, how could you forget to remind Xiahou? This is not in common sense. I can only say that this ambush, you are not targeting me, but want to use my hand to kill Lu Bu Xiahou openly!"

After a pause, Wang Yao, who began to see a trace of his former companion from Sima Yi, finally smiled: "You have been a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is a disagreement from the outside. This will not change no matter how long it has been."
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