Mythical Three Kingd

Three days passed, and Chen Xi finally understood the current situation. It was a broad interpretation of the Three Kingdoms period. The Yellow Turban Rebellion had just been put down, an era of heroic figures emerging. It was also an era that Chen Xi had fantasized about when he was bored in the past. After all, whether it was Zhao Zilong with his white horse and silver spear or Zhuge Kongming, whose wisdom was personified, the fans and detractors in later generations were endless. There's no way around it, there are too many Chinese people, so that's what he had to say.,"It's nothing, I don't need that horse anyway. By the way, bring all the books from my study to my room. I need to review them again." Chen Xi shook his head and said. He also knew the value of the horse, but compared to the life-saving grace, he felt it was worth it, at least he could feel at ease.,Over four hundred years of development, Qi and spiritual power can be said to have become widespread. Although most people don't master anything good, they are at least qualified to come into contact with these things. That is to say, this world's Han末 has all sorts of farmers who can throw hundreds of kilograms of boulders tens of meters away...。