Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie and his **** Desheng were captured.

Yuan Tan felt relaxed when he saw this situation. Obviously, Emperor Xian of Han had just hid the jade seal.

In other words, it's just a little too close, and it will be missed.

This is fate.

If Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie hadn't met Yuan Tan to touch Yuxi, he might have escaped from the palace.

And now, Yuxi is gone, and the person has been arrested.

Is this fate? Liu Xie looked at the large moon in the sky blankly, feeling extremely dark.

"Which one are you from?"

The incoming Dong Zhuojun soldiers also discovered Yuan Tan.

But Yuan Tan didn't panic. Instead, he walked over with someone and said: "We are General Li Su's tribe and are ordered to guard the entrance of the palace. I have nothing to do, and I haven't visited the palace yet. Come in and have a look."

"It turned out to be like this, you can watch it, my lord."

The headed officer was inferior to Yuan Tan. When he spoke, he arrested Emperor Han Xian, "Look, this is the emperor of the Emperor."

He also brought a torch to light up the pale face of Emperor Han Xian.

Emperor Xian of Han was weak at this moment. He wanted to see Yuan Tan's face clearly, but the torch was in front of him and he couldn't see clearly. But it was this person who crushed his last tenacity.

"Your Majesty, I don't have to pay a salute when seeing Master Du Lie here." The officer laughed.

"I am the emperor! You rebels! Sooner or later I will punish your nine races! Kill all of them, not one left!"

Emperor Xian of the Han roared. At this moment, the 400-year imperial prestige of the Han Dynasty blessed him, even if he died, he would not be embarrassed.

The officer was stunned for a moment, and instantly furious, he punched Emperor Han Xian in the stomach, "You're just a fart, you laughed, Lord Lieutenant."

The emperor was wailing and was severely beaten by a grassroots officer.

Looking at all this, Yuan Tan also saw that the battle for hegemony had begun.

Fortunately, the Han Dynasty is still a nominal co-owner, and it is still useful. In addition, there are still a lot of heroes, and no one wants to lose the reputation of killing the master, otherwise, they would have been killed long ago.

The officer did not continue to beat Han Xian emperor severely, "Lord Duwei, we are a tribe of General Fan Chou. Do you know the Yuan family of the fourth generation and the third master? Our general has copied it all away."

This officer is not without pride. Obviously, the status of the fourth world and the third master is no less than the emperor in his hand. He can live and kill, and he is very satisfied.

Yuan Tan was really surprised when he got the news.

His grandfather and uncle were about to be killed, and there were countless deaths with his seven aunts and eight aunts, cousin cousin, cousin cousin, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, little niece, wife, and younger siblings.

He had traveled here, and after being reminded, he remembered that there are still so many people in the family waiting for him to take care of him.

This can't help but save.

...

After half an hour.

The most luxurious mansion in Luoyang City: Yuan Mansion.

The corpses were all over the field, and all the servants were killed.

There were more than 300 people from the nine families of the Yuan family, all kneeling on top of a pool of blood.

The world is full of crying sounds.

As one of Dong Zhuo's confidant generals, Fan Chou is now sitting on the Yuan family who has been inherited for more than 100 years.

He looked at the two white-bearded old men in front of him, "Master Tai Fu, Master Sikong, Yuan Family, Fourth Generation and San Gong, who have been in charge of the bull ears for more than 100 years, can survive the chaos of the Queen Mother and the evil of the Party. Is there such a day?"

Yuan Kui was slightly fatter, Yuan Tan's uncle. Although he was caught at the moment, he was still filled with anger, "Fan Chou, you will not end well, Dong Zhuo will not end well. Now my nephew Yuan Shaowei Leader, the army of hundreds of thousands is coming soon..."

Fan Chou interrupted the remarks with a big laugh, "The Eighteenth Route princes are nothing more than mobs. My Xiliang Army will come and leave as long as I want. Who can do it?"

Yuan Feng struggled to stand up and glared, "Second brother, don't talk nonsense with him. All of my Yuan family today will be Dong Zhuo's end in the future! Fan Chou, if you insult my Yuan family in this way, you are not a hero. !"

"Okay!" Fan Chou started filming the case, "It is worthy of being the father of the leader of Yuan League. Speaking of which this general has a lot to do, I am too lazy to spend time here with you. All soldiers follow the order and execute!"

Before the words were over, the executioners stepped forward together.

After dragging Yuan Feng, Yuan Wei, and ten other elderly people out of the crowd, they fell to the ground and raised the sword.

They were the first to be beheaded.

For a time, the cry of men, women and children broke out loudly. Especially Yuan Tan's sister-in-law and cousin cry most sadly.

Fan Chou laughed loudly. He had never enjoyed it like he is today. Knowing that he came to kill a family of the Yuan family level, he must have stayed forever.

Even if he knew it was infamy, he was even more proud.

"cut……!"

Waved.

"Leave someone with a knife to Laozi!"

There was a sharp shout in the distance.

"Who, who shouted to keep people under the knife!" Fan Chouqi exploded his lungs.

Looking at the famous famous through the ages, there is a spoiler, just like an Olympic athlete who has been unreasonably taken away from the gold medal.

"Cut me!" Fan Chou shouted sharply. At this moment, it was the Heavenly King Lao Tzu who was here, and he couldn't stop his name from going down in history.

Yuan Tan is here.

Along with him, there were twelve golden streamers.

In the sound of 咻咻 breaking through the air, these streamers accurately hit twelve executioners.

Amid the screams, these executioners fell to the ground and died.

After Dian Wei threw out the halberd, he immediately drew out the double iron halberd, "Fan Chou, Dian Wei is here, take his life!"

Behind Yuan Tan, another flying arrow appeared.

These flying arrows accurately hit the surrounding enemies.

Although he only brought a hundred people, he was all elites, and there was no problem in starting a war, let alone paying off two or three hundred people.

In an instant, more than a hundred enemies were gone.

Fan Chou and his tribe couldn't get together and were confused.

"Who is Dianwei?" Although Fan Chou was a little messy, he was also a ruthless person, and he was not afraid, so he backhanded out the ring head knife. Suddenly his expression changed, "Are you the one who killed Huaxiong?"

He was a little panicked now, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Facing the iron halberd that came over, one could only use a knife to block it.

Screamed.

Puff~

The knife broke.

Fan Chou looked at his collapsed sternum, blinked his unbelievable eyes, and fell forever.

With his death, his tribe was completely confused.

The members of the Yuan family stared at all this, and they held their breath.

Yuan Tan killed an enemy.

He was very careful against the enemy, after all, he hadn't practiced good martial arts in his previous life. After he inherited, although he has been practicing desperately, his force has not exceeded 70.

If 90 is first-rate, 80 is second-rate, and 70 is third-rate.

He is still not into the stream.

The desire for a strong heart becomes more urgent.

"Report~www.NovelMTL.com~Grand Prince, all the enemies who absconded were killed by my secret whistle." Er Gouzi rushed to report.

Yuan Tan said immediately: "You immediately take fifty people and guard the gate of the mansion. You can take this Li Zhang's seal. No one can enter."

"Here!" Er Gouzi was ordered to leave.

Yuan Tan looked at the brilliant Yuan's lobby.

The palace next to it is the core of the world.

And outside the palace, here is also a core.

The fourth generation and the third gong came from here, and the power was in the hands of the opposition for more than a hundred years.

In the long history of China's thousand-year history, no family can do what the Yuan family does.

Hundreds of people in the Yuan family looked at Yuan Tan in awe for the rest of their lives.

"who are you."

Yuan Feng asked in anxiety.