Welcome, my master, you can call me Dabaojian!
This name doesn't sound good. From now on, you can call me Sword Girl.
Master, please don't talk about Ji Ji. Civilize you, me and him...
In the twenty-fourth year of Shaoxing, a banner of resistance to gold appeared among the people. At this moment, Fang Han traveled through time!
What? I've become Fang La's great-grandson? Then you must go to Liangshan Mountain to sing a heroic song and bring back face for your ancestors!
You said Geng Jing is short of food? As long as I'm here, you can get as much food as you want! With food in hand and no panic in mind, he was not allowed to submit to the Song Dynasty!
You An, let's go, I'll ask you to wash your feet!
What? Qin Hui is dying? Don't give him any advantage, tie him up and chop him alive!
Are you Grandpa-in-law's granddaughter? That's it, I'll call him grandpa, how about we become sworn friends first?
No, you said your name is Wang Chongyang?
Follow me and kill the golden dog! We will not give up until we return to the Central Plains!
Oh! Song Ting still wants us to surrender? I have rebelled against him, brothers, follow me south to vindicate him!
Medicine Master, what do you think of me slapping Zhao Gou a few times?
Crisp, loud, and relieving, the old Zhao family calls themselves the True Dragon Emperor. I think these ten slaps of Master Fang can be called the ten subduing dragon slaps!
Reader comments
Reading Persimmon's book makes me feel relaxed and comfortable. There are feelings, there are laughter, there are also tears.
Reading Persimmon's book makes me feel relaxed and comfortable. There are feelings, there are laughter, there are also tears.