C789 The ultra of tyrant and the moral practice

It was the third day of November, the year of China's second year.

It was snowing heavily that day, and the snowflakes covering the sky were swirling without any signs of stopping.

After returning to the Luoyang for two hours, Cao Cao entered the palace to see his.

"It's been hard for Meng De to fight for thousands of miles!" I personally went down the stairs and brought Cao Cao into the study