In a foreign land, the nobles have wine pools and meat forests, and the common people are poor and barbaric.
Professional people are like the stars in the sky, noble and shining.
Those without professions are like maggots in the ground, lowly and humble.
Yimo, who was born in the sunshine and grew up under the red flag, decided to do something with them!
The orc collapsed and cried: "Just kill people if you kill them. What the hell are you singing?!"
The God of Magic covered his head in pain: "What the hell, you are holding a staff and using magic! What do you mean by singing and hitting my head with a staff?!"
The sword god turned around and ran away with his long sword in hand: "What kind of song is "Xia Ke Xing"? Why did your swordsmanship suddenly become so good?!"
Julong looked at the labor contract on the table and said indignantly: "If you have the ability, don't sing. It's up to you whether I'll jerk you off or not!"
Faced with the accusations from everyone, Yi Mo smiled ferociously and said: "I am a singer. Isn't it too much to sing a song during a fight?!"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
