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Lu Xiaobu's soul traveled to the Eastern Han Dynasty. In this era when people were in dire straits and wars broke out, he looked confused. Others started either Dian Wei, Xu Chu, or Zhao Zilong. Why did Mao come to my place to be Gou An, Wang Situ, or especially Xing Daorong? What the hell? Dong Zhuo can be beheaded by anyone he likes, and it has nothing to do with me. I really just want to farm! Boss Cao, Boss Liu, you should fight for territory, fight for territory, I don't care if the dog's brains are smashed out. I, Lu Xiaobu, am just a fool, don't mess with me, don't make me beat you up! Lu Xiaobu held the Fangtian Halberd in his hand, stepped on the 28th Bar, and shouted with a copycat version of Honghe in his mouth: Who else...