Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, a maniac seeking death

The little school outside the big tent was dumbfounded.

Good boys.

This youngster is awesome!

The princes of the Eighteenth Road scolded him all over the place.

"This young player can really do it to death!".

"I'm afraid I'm tired of it?".

"I bet he won't make it out of the tent alive. "

When the small school outside the big tent was talking, Cao Anmin's heart blossomed.

More than a dozen prompts sounded, and Cao Anmin had already made a lot of money.

Cao Anmin was not in a hurry at all.

Stay in the tent a little longer, and you will be able to die more.

As soon as you die, the reward comes.

Host: Cao Anmin

Age: 16

Strength: Li Yuanba's divine power

Skills: Yuejia marksmanship, Dugu swordsmanship, marksmanship, 100 steps through Yang, shield technique, god-level horsemanship

Weapons: Liquan Divine Spear, Purple Electric Blue Frost

Mount: Ebony Horse

Book of War: Taiping Technique

Formation: Eight Golden Lock Formation

Comprehensive evaluation: The level of first-class fighters, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Cao Cao was angry enough.

"Cao Anmin, you madman! I, Cao Mengde, want to kill my relatives in righteousness!"

Cao Anmin offended the princes of the Eighteenth Road at once, and the people were angry.

If Cao Anmin is not punished, Cao Cao will be attacked by a group.

None of the eighteen princes was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Han Fu, and Ma Teng all covered their chests angrily, looking like they were having angina attacks.

Cao Mengde glanced at Cao Ren and said secretly in his heart.

Cao Ren, you have no eyesight.

You just watched my eldest nephew, your cousin squirting?

You don't take him away yet!

Cao Ren was also confused.

An Min, this kid is quite honest, why is he crazy today?

"Anmin, get out of here with me!".

"Uncle Ren, I'm afraid of wool, you give me a look. Look at me and make a contribution to killing that Huaxiong!".

Cao Anmin patted Cao Ren's shoulder, the feeling of a big hammer hitting his body.

Nima, who almost had her shoulder snapped.

"Cao Ren, stop the madman An Min!"

Cao Ren had a bitter face, big brother.

My mother's mother, if only I could stop it.

"Bold maniac, I'm going to stab you in seven or eight holes!".

"Zhang Fei, you still have the ability to go home and kill pigs and sell meat! Don't be embarrassed. "

"Ding, congratulations to the host for succeeding in scolding Zhang Fei, and his physique has increased by one percent. "

Eighteen black horses lined up outside the league commander's tent.

These eighteen people, like eighteen iron towers, are mighty and magnificent.

With only eighteen people, there are thousands of troops!

In front of these eighteen people, a black black horse.

The black horse is extraordinary, and there is a golden spear dipped in eight feet long hanging on the victory hook, and there are four words on the barrel of the spear!

Cao Anmin pressed the horse's back, his body flew into the air, and landed steadily on the back of the black horse.

"Yanyun eighteen horsemen, follow this general to kill the enemy!".

Eighteen war horses roared, like a torrent of iron horses, rushing out after Cao Anmin.

"Shhhh

This maniac is so proficient in riding, and the eighteen iron horsemen are actually so good!

Zhang Fei was stunned.

"An Min, hurry up and give your second uncle and I'll come back!".

Cao Cao scolded in the back with a loud voice, his eldest brother died long ago, leaving Cao Anmin as a nephew.

Usually a very honest child, introverted is not good.

Cao Cao took Cao Anmin out this time to see the world, and the special mother's, the world is to see it.

Nephew Cao Anmin is also crazy.

No, you have to stop him.

"Yuan Rang, go and stop An Min!".

"No!".

Xiahoudun jumped on his horse and chased out of the camp.

Hua Xiong has beheaded two generals in a row, holding a plate door knife and being proud.

A black whirlwind came out of the camp of the princes of the Eighteen Roads.

"You are Hua Xiong?".

Hua Xiong fixed his eyes and saw that a young general was carrying a gold gun eight feet long, with a clear face and beautiful eyes, handsome and extraordinary.

"Haha, another one to die. It's really boring, you go back and let the princes of the Eighteen Roads wash their necks. I, Huaxiong, want to cut off their heads one by one!"

"Huaxiong, it's not your fault that you're ugly. It's your fault to come out and be scary. "

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, die!".

"Ding, the host humiliates Hua Xiong's success, and rewards the flying knife stunt!".

Poof!

Hua Xiong looked at the spear that stabbed into his chest, and the entire spear pierced into his body.

"You killed me?".

"I guess so, don't be stingy when I ask you to borrow something. "

Hua Xiong's eyes were dull.

I was killed by you, and you still said so politely that you wanted to borrow something?

, you said you were here to borrow something.

I, Hua Xiong, am not a stingy person!

"You... What do you want?".

Cao Anmin sighed: "Your head, those pigs and monkeys, want your head." "

Hua Xiong: ....

This is the craziest person he has ever met in his life, and the most humble person.

I'm dead, and you're still so polite to me Huaxiong?

Take it, no thanks!

Hua Xiong couldn't say this anymore.

Cao Anmin casually pulled out the purple electric blue frost sword hanging from his waist.

The sword rises, and the frost falls.

Hua Xiong's head fell steadily on Cao Anmin's hand.

"An Min, come back quickly!".

"You killed Hua Xiong?".

"Uncle Yuanrang. I advise you not to stuff your mouth with food, but also to your eyes. You can't see such a big dead man in front of you?".

"Ding, the host succeeds in scolding Xiahoudun, and rewards Tiyun Zong!"