小人作祟!

        小人作祟!

        获悉函谷关危在旦夕，张墨丰轻声呢喃，背部冷汗打湿衣衫，簌簌夜风吹来，忍不住打颤.

        惊骇，面容苍白如纸，紧抓兵戈，踉踉跄跄冲下台阶.

        抵达关墙时，借助关墙燃烧的火把，张墨丰目睹关墙走道内血腥场面，越发惊慌!

        嘶!

        张墨丰长长喘口气!

        他帐下守军死了!

        七七八八全死了，躺在血泊，纹丝不动!

        甚至有兵卒神态安详，分明还在睡熟，被遭遇利器击杀!

        “何人?“

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