[Exciting writing, crushing, lighthearted and funny, decisive in killing, not indecisive]
'Old man, you are good at fighting, right? '
'I waved my hand and you turned into powder in an instant. Are you so unafraid of death? '
Lu An lowered his head slightly and pointed at his neck:
'Come, come this way'
'Young man, look at me, Yang Yang... Huh? '
The system is stuck, and even this world is stuck. I have completely become a bug. I don't need to practice or upgrade, but I can still rub the secrets of exercises with my hands?
Doesn't that mean we have the power of the Creator?
But the good times did not last long, and they could not escape the fate of the cows and horses.
