Dilapidated Graveyard

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?

It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry.

Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human?

Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts!

Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

Mythical Three Kingdoms

"I'm not stupid either!" Qu Qi pointed to his own head, "The Northern Barbarians, huh? The previous wool dispute already caused many fractures within the Northern Huns and Xianbei tribes, and adding this..." While speaking, Qu Qi picked up a tuft of cotton, his eyes flashing coldly, clearly harboring no goodwill toward the Hu People.


"Stop~" Chen Xi stopped Qu Qi mid-sentence. He suddenly realized that Qu Qi seemed to have an issue with the Hu People. Most aristocratic families tended to use the Hu People, to educate and assimilate them. Why was Qu Qi's attitude similar to that of Gongsun Zan?


"Huff..." Qu Qi let out a long sigh, "I'm having a bit of trouble controlling myself, ha." A fierce smile appeared on Qu Qi's face.


"Hey, hey, hey, don't scare me," Chen Xi said, looking at Qu Qi's slightly strange expression. The current Qu Qi, unlike his normal self who was arrogant and fond of courting death, seemed completely different. What was going on?


Chapter 581: A Different Kind of Don't Bully the Young and Poor...