Minecraft

Mini maggot, I see that you are handsome, graceful, graceful, loved by everyone, and bloom like a flower. I think you must be the best among scum and the best among beasts. I think you must have lacked calcium since you were a child, lacked love when you grew up, your grandma doesn't love you, your uncle doesn't love you, your left cheek needs to be slapped, your right cheek needs to be kicked, donkeys are kicked by donkeys, and pigs are stepped on by pigs. You are so creative and live a courageous life. Being ugly is not your intention, but God is angry. Throw you into a pit of shit, and you'll be able to vomit in the pit; throw you into a crack in time and space, and the crack in time and space will explode on its own. You said you asked me to teach you Kung Fu, and I taught you how to practice swordsmanship, but you insisted on practicing swordsmanship. You didn't practice the upper sword, you practiced the lower sword, you didn't practice the gold sword, you practiced the silver sword, and finally you became the most obscene sword. I gave you the Sword God, but you didn't do it. I gave you the Sword God, but you didn't do it right. You just cried and shouted shamelessly to be a swordsman. You are really wasting air when you are alive, you are wasting land when you are dead, and you are wasting gold coins when you are half-dead. It's better to drown yourself by peeing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.