White bones.

The weeds are lush.

There are no living people.

There are no wild dogs either.

Lin Feng chose this new projection of the heavens and entered it.

Just now, he was down-to-earth and had not seen anything, but he heard the crazy voices around him.

"The sky is dead!

Huang Tian should stand up!

The year is in Jiazi!

The world is lucky!"

Lin Feng wanted to speak, but his mouth was covered by his hands.

He didn't move because he realized that this person had no malice, and her hands were thin and fleshless and powerless.

This is someone who does not threaten him.

At this time, he saw that he was in an extremely poor place, with earthen walls, broken courtyards, and an old woman who was wearing clothes and unclothed clothes.

Her eyes were filled with horror, and she listened to the people walking past the door shouting slogans frantically.

After a moment.

These people left.

The old woman then let go of her hand and looked at the luxuriously dressed young man in front of her, she was a little embarrassed.

Lin Feng was recalling the words just now.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky.

Yellow Turban Army.

Now is the late Eastern Han Dynasty, during the reign of Emperor Ling!

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms were not yet open.

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Leave the palace
Chapter completed!