A hoarse and sensuous voice came into Sima Yi's ears.

Sima Yi turned around and looked at him. It was his uncle Liu Bao who mocked him.

This uncle was a Hun or a Zuoxian King of the Huns.

Sima Yi had no good feelings for the alien race, and he also disliked Liu Bao.

He stood up, looked at Liu Bao coldly and said:

"What are you doing?"

Liu Bao grinned and showed a creepy smile to Sima Yi:

"Sima Zhenchuan is very forgetful.

As the master's direct disciple, my residence is naturally on Aoyue Peak.

If we count carefully, we are still neighbors."

"So you come to the top to see a joke?"

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand Sima Zhenzhi."

Liu Bao said with a smile:

"I learned about Sima Zhenchuan's injuries and came to visit him sincerely.

I have also heard about the battle in the upper valley.

It is said that the flames burned the sky at that time, and all the elite soldiers of the Han army were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Tsk tsk…it’s really miserable.”

If an ordinary person was mocked by Liu Bao like this, he would have been furious and fought with him long ago.

However, Sima Yi is well versed in the way of the divine turtle, and his patience is unmatched.

He said to Liu Bao with a blank expression:

"Is the uncle very disappointed if he was not burned to death by the fire?"

Liu Bao spread his hands and said:

"I just want to remind my junior brother that with the strong strength of Chu, Han is no match for it at all."

He licked his lips, his voice hoarse:

"So if Sima Zhenchuan wants to beat Yuan Shu, he has to find help.
Chapter completed!