The moment the knife fell, I thought I was dead.
One second ago, I was crying in front of the TV in the rental house - Zhuge Liang vomited blood and died in the autumn wind. Thousands of barrages flooded the screen: "Prime Minister, take care." I cried and typed out the next line: "If I can return to the Three Kingdoms, I will definitely save him."
The next second, white light exploded, and I was dragged into the screen.
When I opened my eyes again, I was kneeling on the execution ground, and the executioner's sword had already struck down.
Identity as a deserter, shackles of death row, wanted all over the city. Li Yan wanted to kill me, but the pursuers were behind me and wouldn't let go.
And I, penniless and unarmed, couldn't even name this body.
But I have the entire Romance of the Three Kingdoms in my head.
I knew that the street pavilion would fall, that the empty city plan was a dangerous move, and that the heavy rain in Shangfang Valley would extinguish the Shu Han's last hope.
I know better - Zhuge Liang only has less than three years left to live.
The torches of the pursuers lit up the night sky. I clutched the dagger I snatched from the jailer and ran wildly in the darkness.
Behind him is the sword of Shu Han, and in front of him is an unknown road.
And what I want to do is to see Zhuge Liang alive, and then——
Change your fate against the will of heaven.
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I am also willing to save the Prime Minister with my life.
I am also willing to save the Prime Minister with my life.