
This Ming Dynasty Has Been Ruined by You
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Xie Anzhi traveled to the Ming Dynasty. There's just something wrong with this Dali. This is the Ming Dynasty. Jiajing lived in Xiyuan, and the exploitation was even worse, but he had just passed his 100th birthday. Yan Song lay high on the pavilion and drank out the drink, turning the blue sky over three thousand miles into blue. Shaobao from the southeast, patting the scabbard lightly, there is no wind or wave in the sea thousands of miles away. The Li family of Liaodong, with magic machine and iron armor, seven hundred border commanders only dared to listen to the announcement outside the tent... But that's on the electronic reward card. The blond man transformed into a nine-tailed demon fox and breathed fierce flames, burning Jinling City into purgatory. The three-meter-long man carried a nine-tooth rake upside down, played with the flying fish guards, and shoveled the governor of the province under the rake. The scarred man with green eyes swung his wooden stick and cursed the twelve cities, allowing the grain merchant to open the door for convenience. Crazy monk punched and kicked the main hall angrily, teaching those wood and clay sculptures to see this world. Xie Anzhi stood up angrily. Okay, okay, you all play like this, right? The poster in my arms quietly fell to the ground. There is a beautiful woman waving her jade hand with several Chinese characters in capital letters. "Do you want to be my son?"
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