"Elm head, really elm head!"

Qin Chuan stood under the tree, his eyes spinning in circles anxiously.

Yan Xiaoer didn't notice it, but how could Qin Chuan not see through it?

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In this world, there is a country boy with a wooden sword coming out of the rivers and lakes, half a hundred Confucian scholars with clear intentions and Confucianism,... There are iron-blooded generals who kill and prove the Tao, and there are peerless counselors who decide the world. They all have the same identity, that is, the Son of the God of Shinto. 10 Two years later, when disaster struck as expected, Qin Chuan was in high spirits. 'May I ask if foreigners from outside the region dare to come to this world?'
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