I Once Remembered That the Three Kingdoms Came into My Dream

(Disclaimer: This article is expected to be long and is a slow-burning drama) She was a student at a prestigious university in the 21st century, but she died in a car accident one month after entering university; When he woke up, he was already a baby, but his soul returned to the Three Kingdoms where war was raging and the world was about to be in chaos. "Soldiers!" Liu Jinqing's high-pitched and slightly angry voice sounded on the training ground, "Now the enemy's 70,000-strong army has arrived at the city, waiting to break through the city and destroy our homes and relatives. Your families are all on your own to protect. Are you going to watch helplessly as the 70,000-strong army of tigers and wolves invade our Qu'a?" The soldiers who were frightened by the strength of the incoming army raised their heads and looked at the girl dressed in men's clothing in front of them. They saw her weak figure standing in the wind, her white robe being blown up by the hunter. "I, Liu Jin, swear here to the bright sky," his voice became more firm and high-spirited, "I will be one with the fate of Quacheng until my death. If the city survives, I will survive. When the city is destroyed, I will die!" After saying this, he waved the long sword with his right hand, and there was a wound on his left hand, and blood dripped on his white clothes. The man's red lips curled up, and an evil light flashed in his eyes: "You are a woman. Although you can deceive everyone by wearing men's clothing, you can't deceive my eyes alone." "What do you want?" Liu Jin stared closely at the half-monster man in front of her and asked in a deep voice. The man smiled charmingly again: "It's a beautiful time to go to the West Tower this month, and you will be accompanied by a beautiful and intelligent woman like the girl." He leaned towards Liu Jin and opened and closed his lips in her ear, "What do you think I want?" Zhuge Kongming looked quietly at the veiled woman in white in front of him. Her grace was still the same, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes of life and indifference. The firm fighting spirit and self-confidence of his youth were gone at all. "You still hate me, right?" After a long time, he spoke with difficulty. "Do you hate it?" She smiled softly, but a little sparkle appeared in her eyes. Once upon a time, she fought in the world with her sword and iron horse, turned her hands to make clouds and rain, danced with her sword and sang songs to laugh at the heroes of the world. But when she encounters a calamity in her life, when the person she loves deeply hurts her, when everyone around her leaves one by one, and when she falls from the sky and is smashed to pieces, what should she do after she has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world... Wearing white clothes, a silver sword, and three thousand green hairs wrapped in snow, she just sighed softly. Let's talk about heroes over wine and make jokes about many things in ancient and modern times. I once remembered the Three Kingdoms in my dream, and saw how the women who traveled to the Three Kingdoms fought fiercely and conspired to live a life full of endless love. Please pour a pot of wine and listen to a certain smoke talk to you in detail.