Su Chen traveled through time and became the youngest son of a marquis in the Yan Kingdom. With the enshrined tablets of Chinese emperors, he attracted the help of those once all-powerful emperors and their fierce generals.
"I started with a broken bowl. Compared with me, you are like standing in the clouds!" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the unsatisfactory Su Chen and shook his head.
Liu Bang stared at the chair under Su Chen's butt without blinking.
"You want Ji to have another good time, this Red Sky Sword is given to you. Han Xin and Fan Kuai will lend it to you!"
"Is there an elixir of longevity in this world?" Ying Zheng looked at the huge Kantu map, his eyes gradually brightening: "In this world, with so many countries, when will they be able to drive on the same track and write on the same text?" He waved his hand: "Unification. !”
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