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In 200 AD, the Han Dynasty declined and the heroes separated themselves. Cao Cao served the emperor to win over his subordinates, and the emperor Liu Xie was nothing more than a puppet. Especially after the "Belt Edict" incident, Cao Cao killed all the "royalists" headed by Dong Cheng and replaced all the guards in the palace. From then on, Liu Xie could only sit in the palace and be a stamped tool. On this day, Liu Bohe came, and he came with the system. With no soldiers, no money, no territory, and the title of emperor, how should Liu Bohe find a way out of the cracks? System: Please host to work hard and upgrade as soon as possible, otherwise we will all be struck by lightning. Looking at the blood-red lifespan countdown on the notification panel, Liu Bohe said: ... Okay, if you don't cause trouble, you will die. You can't be a salted fish. Cao Mengde, I'm sorry for slapping you. Uncle Liu Huang, I'm sorry for cutting you off. Liu Zhang, Liu Biao, our surname is Liu, I took yours, I'm... I'm not sorry. Where is Yuan Shao? Oh, he's dead. What a pity, do you still have two prodigal sons? Don't worry, I'll clean it up for you.

Thousands of things are born out of nothing, and all dharmas are brought together to form nine states. Looking for traces in famous mountains and rivers, searching for immortals and asking questions, forgetting to be granted the title of marquis. Drinking in the small building against the moon at dusk, the cool breeze makes me laugh at my child's wine. The world of monsters suddenly seems like a dream, and a piece of hair describes the Spring and Autumn Period. Aiming at the difficulty of heaven and earth, Guanshan is green and cold, and the moon is like a hook. Flying together on the top of the sycamore tree, the white phoenix sings and makes many people sad. The heroes from all over the world gathered at Zhongshan, and there was a fight in Wanxuan Palace. The seven sages gathered in the high hall, and everything stopped when they saw the candle dragon. For thousands of years, Nuwa, the immortal, has a good reputation for correcting people and supporting the Tao. Year after year, I dare not forget that the Five Immortals guard the Demon City. Looking back and smiling, the Queen of Qingqiu is as soft as water. Looking through the thousand-year dream of autumn water, a red sticker is sent to Xianzhou. The Eight Immortals in Yunmeng meet in the Heavenly Pavilion, with green mountains and clear water and willows hanging in the clouds. Loose immortals don't talk about the affairs of the world, and travel around freely. The wind passes by Penglai Island in Dongshan, and the thirty-six holes all plot against each other. Let's eliminate all suspicions and grievances on a day of unity, and let go of grudges with a smile when we meet.

I only love the Seven-foot Sword in my life, and I only love killing me all my life. The moon waxes and wanes, but I want that inch of time.