You Don't Want To Give Me Face, You Must Come Over To Die, Right?_1
The next morning.
A group of students woke up from their sleep.
After tidying up their personal hygiene, they began to prepare to gather outside the Great Zhou Cultivator Academy.
Wang Ziwei woke up very punctually.
From his expression alone, Wang Ziwei was as usual, as if the story he told last night had never happened.
In fact, this was only considered a basic operation.
If Wang Ziwei didn't even have such shrewdness, then it would be a joke for him to want to overthrow the Zhou Dynasty.
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At the same time.
Li Yueming thought about it for half a night last night.
First of all, he had to complete this hidden mission.
There was no doubt about this.
However, the Zhou Dynasty had been established for more than ten thousand years. Although it was not at its peak, it was not at its peak yet.
In addition, the experts in this fantasy world also had the ability to penetrate the heavens and earth.