r the weak to defeat the strong and kill Zhang Wu.In the midst of deep contemplation, Cao Ye suddenly turned his head towards a certain direction and bellowed in a low voice: "Who is there!"As his voi..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>ntributed 520 points of merit to me.While I was filled with excitement, I also became more cautious.When matters involve military merit, they rarely ever become simple.The cultivators on the Yunhe Bat...