Fantasy Three Kingdoms

On the first day of traveling through the Three Kingdoms, Wei Dao hugged him from left to right, intoxicated by the fragrance of rouge. Just as he was about to put his hand into the skirt of the beauty's clothes, the door was kicked open. A man stood at the door holding a knife, black liquid dripping from the tip. "Follow me." Wei Dao was dragged out of the brothel without lifting his pants, and faced the gray-yellow sky and the demons on the ground. From brothel rouge to red cliff fire. Heaven is not dead. The yellow sky has not yet stood. The story begins.