The First Succubus in the Late Han Dynasty

The sky has... Forget it, Zhang Jiao has been in the cold for seven or eight years, what way can the remnants of the Yellow Turbans find a way out? Qingzhou Yellow Turban? This brother who can do it will follow Boss Cao from now on, eating, sleeping and slaughtering an entire city. It will be a pleasure. Being a succubus? Isn't that Dabaobei's raising his head? I don't think so. What if one day Lao Cao invites me to drink plum wine and gets too drunk and starts talking about the world's heroes, but no one else is enough to appreciate it, and it has to be us two, then I'll have to drink with Zhang Jiao for the next meal. Wait, why am I so embarrassed when I speak? We haven't reached Yanzhou yet! Come on, I want to be a succubus again, for no other reason than to escape from my comfort zone. Budin looked at the newly captured officers and soldiers: "Ahem, I'm embarrassed to say it. Are you willing to join Taiping Dao?" "The dog moth thief has such a wishful thinking! It's up to you to kill or cut him into pieces!" Pu Ding threw a charm command: "I really want you to join." "Um... Thank you for your kindness, Ming Gong, but after all, we have to live in a world where we are rich and poor..." Puding made another charm order with his backhand: "But I really want you to join." All the officers and soldiers looked at each other and tied yellow scarves on their heads. "The sky is dead, Huang Tian must stand!" "Your Majesty, please accept my homage!" "Come into the capital and seize the emperor's throne!" "..." Pu Ding: "I'm sorry, Bei Bei, just take the title of the number one succubus in the late Han Dynasty!"