Luoyang, the Prime Minister's Mansion in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Cao Cao slowly bowed his body, lowered his head, and was extremely humble and respectful.

He is ready for both.

If Dong Zhuo did not notice it, he would use a knife and kill the opponent with thunder.

If Dong Zhuo noticed his motive, he would kneel down and say that he was offering a knife to the other party.

He didn't dare to move at all. If he miscalculated the opportunity, it would be a waste of his life.

"Dingdeng..."

Just then, a slight sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

Cao Cao's heart moved, he knew that this was Lu Bu's son who was back.

At most no more than thirty breaths, he will miss this great opportunity.

At this moment, Cao Cao's heartbeat accelerated.

As if he noticed Cao Cao's murderous intent, Dong Zhuo on the couch suddenly moved.

Immediately afterwards, the sudden snoring continued.

It's like a normal person snoring and then his breathing is stuck.

He lay on his side, breathing from time to time, as if he had almost killed his life just now.

When Cao Cao discovered this scene, he almost exhausted.

That moment, Cao Cao almost scared to death.

He almost thought that Dong Zhuo had discovered his motivation.

"call!"

After breathing a light breath, Cao Cao closed his eyes and touched the knife again with his right hand.

At this moment, the screen changes.

His eyes were drawn to Dong Zhuo.

From a different perspective, it can be clearly seen that Dong Zhuo was not sleeping as soundly as Cao Cao expected.

He stared at the front with a pair of bull eyes.

In front, there is a bronze mirror, and Cao Cao's figure is clearly revealed on it.

On the bronze mirror, Cao Cao was constantly tempting and approaching, with murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, he was no longer a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Instead, it is more like a lion waiting for the hyena to come to the door to die.

At this moment, the positions of the hunter and prey were instantly exchanged.

Looking at the figure that was constantly approaching in the bronze mirror, Dong Zhuo's eyes narrowed, revealing a cold light.

Although he still snored loudly, his muscles were slightly closed.

Looking from behind, it seemed that there was no defense at all, and the flaws were wide open, like fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

In fact, he had noticed the person behind the screen early and was also guarding against each other's every move.

How can a treacherous minister with great power be without any precaution?

"Dingdeng..."

The sound of horse hooves gradually approaching, and Dong Zhuo's heart moved. He knew that his adopted son Lu Bu was about to arrive.

The murderer behind him is obviously about to take action.

Behind the screen, Cao Cao had decided not to wait any longer and should take action immediately.

He knew that when Lu Bu came, he would never have a chance to take action again.

He slowly pulled out the sword, one inch, two inches.

At this time, he had already walked less than three steps away from Dong Zhuo.

Looking at the fat pig on the couch, Cao Cao's intentions were everywhere.

Dong Zhuo was in chaos and destroyed the Han Dynasty. His heart could be punished and his person could be killed!

Today, I, Mr. Cao, want to eliminate harm for the people!

Cao Cao's face was tense and his eyes were beating wildly.

The sword has been completely unsheathed.

He turned slightly and could hear the footsteps of Lu Bu outside.

Cao Cao gritted his teeth, raised the seven-star sword in his hand, and was about to cut Dong Zhuo's dog head with one knife.

At this moment, Dong Zhuo suddenly turned around and looked at him.

The two people face each other, only a distance of less than three feet apart.

The atmosphere froze directly.

Cao Cao didn't have time to put down his knife, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not hidden.

The same was true for Dong Zhuo on the opposite side, showing murderous intent.

Dong Zhuo has been in a military life and has experienced many battles, but he is not as vulnerable as he looks on his face.

If the two really fight, Cao Cao may not be his opponent.

The fat on Dong Zhuo's face shook, his eyes narrowed, and a sharp murderous intent burst out.

Cao Cao held up his knife and had no time to react.

He was already trembling all over by fear.

While frightened, he was still thinking about whether to cut down this knife.

If you chop down, can you kill Dong Zhuo’s old dog before Lu Bu comes in?

He was unwilling to give up such a great opportunity if he didn't cut it down and gave up such a great opportunity!

At this moment, Cao Cao's thoughts were changing.

"Entertainment Father!"

Just then, Lu Bu's voice came from outside the door.

Cao Cao was shocked, it was too late.

However, he keenly realized that just as Lu Bu's voice came, Dong Zhuo on the opposite side not only did not relax, but became more cautious.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

Cao Cao immediately realized in his heart and said in his heart that God really helped me!

He was calm on the surface, but instead knelt down on one knee with expressionless face.

Then, in front of Dong Zhuo, he put away the sword, held it in both hands, and raised it over his head.

He said to Dong Zhuo: "I have a precious sword, but I can't sleep at night after I get the sword. I'm here to present it to the Prime Minister. I hope the Prime Minister will accept the precious sword!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and said nothing.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a strong man with eight feet long, handsome face and extraordinary appearance walked in.

Hearing the footsteps, the big stone in Cao Cao's heart finally landed on the ground.

Sitting on the couch, Dong Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, making people unable to see his expression.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Lu Bu who was walking in.

But he didn't let go of his guard, but instead he was tense.

"Ha ha!"

After a while, Dong Zhuo suddenly laughed, took the sword from Cao Cao's hand, and stood up from the couch.

He held the sword and weighed it in his hand, and said, "It's indeed a good knife. Meng De is intent!"

"My son, please accept it for me!"

After saying that, he handed the sword to Lu Bu who had just walked in.

"Yes, adoptive father!"

Lu Bu did not notice that the atmosphere in the hall was not right, so he took the sword casually.

Not only that, he pulled out the sword and looked over.

But I saw that the Seven-Star Sword was indeed full of cold light and couldn't help but praise it loudly.

"Entertainment Father, it's really a good knife. Look, it's so sharp!"

"Wouldn't chopping people's heads be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables?"
To be continued...