C394 Kill Liu Bao
Yu Fu Luo had been in the Central Plains for many years, and he could already understand the language of the Han. Because he was not feeling well, he was sitting on the carriage. If he was not feeling well, he could still lie down.
After all, he was already at the end of his life.
After a night of autumn rain, the temperature had dropped by a lot. Yu Fu Luo felt a bone-chilling coldness