What is the story of Diao Chan in Glory of Kings? Many players are still unclear about the background story of this hero. Here, Deep Sky Gaowan will introduce it to you

The Story of Diao Chan in Honor of Kings

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The Story of King of Glory Diao Chan

Can you dance?

Dancing gracefully in the rain of flowers. Countless eyes stared intently.

Keep dancing

"In this troubled world, your existence is a dream. Just let the men dream, and they will all succumb to your dance skirt. ”

In the dream, the only person awake is yourself.

Be sober in order to survive.

She poured wine for the victor. The man had a tall crown and long feathers, and a dignified appearance. He was full of alcohol and held her wrist tightly. "Diao Chan, wait. Once tomorrow is over, I will present the world to you."

Is the God of War Lu Bu showing his sincerity? Her eyes were full of admiration and emotion, and it was so true that even she would be deceived. When it comes to fighting for the chance to live, sincerity is so insignificant.

Fang Tian’s painted halberd scratched the God of War’s hand, and a trace of blood flowed into the wine glass.

Deep in the shadow of the curtain, the dragon took the wine glass.

"With this secret method of magic, even the God of War cannot resist it. Diao Chan, wait. Tomorrow"

The sun rises and sets.

The faint fragrance floats on the battlefield, and the figure sways in the wind like a dance.

It is not the dancing girl Diao Chan, but the scout Diao Chan, facing the scattered deserters looking for a familiar figure.

Dead?

Are they all dead?

Is the God of War, Lu Bu, really invincible? In the face of absolute strength, all unseemly tactics are vain.

But I know you are here, here.

I dance in the light, you are the shadow of my candle. You fight in the dark, I am your moon shadow.

The breeze blew over the hills, and the man carrying the dragon gun looked back at the battlefield.

There were dead bodies everywhere and blood was everywhere. This familiar smell was just like the place where we first met.

But the shadow is dead.

Diao Chan searched anxiously. Little did he know that they were getting farther and farther away.

The phantom-like dancer sneaked into the camp. There sat the new victor, the tyrant who took advantage of the situation. And the tears that fell to the ground silently flowed down his cheeks.

"Who?" Xiong Xiong noticed something.

"It's an old friend." Long stood up and stretched out his hand.

Diao Chan stepped into the camp with a smile, no trace of tears. The body is like a shadow but the appearance is perfect, the heart is sad but the beauty is unparalleled. wide awake. Sobriety is to survive. Live to meet again.

It’s easy to do this, just weave a sweet dream.

The day when the flowers bloom again, people will have a moment to meet again.

"Don't fall in love with me!"