In the Song Dynasty, there was sour water on the street. Zhao Dabing wanted to jump into the river, but was thrown into the face by half a piece of sesame seed cake.
Hey! Now, I'm surviving on a deserted island, and I even got a Shaobing tattoo on my chest - this tattoo can actually practice cultivation!
Killing a rabbit is as strong as an ox, and tricking a teammate into being smart. Zhao Dabian slapped his forehead: "I understand, in this world, you need to be shameless to level up!"
He roped in three gangsters, deceived the natives, intimidated the refugees, and established the "Shaobing Country" (called the "Japanese Country" in disgust by outsiders) on the island.
There is only one law here: just be shameless!
Father and son swap wives? Bonus tax break! Stealing, abducting, and abducting? Award medals! In the national competition, who is more immoral? The stone of shame is mined more diligently than the mine.
Zhao Dabing was racing all the way, from "rotten cake" to "rotten cake". Every time he broke through a level, a line of blood appeared on the cake's tattoo, like a progress bar.
Just as he was about to reach the full level, the last eight bloody words popped out: "The merits are complete, please make a sacrifice."
——Good guy, it turns out that the end of cultivation is to use yourself as a sacrifice?
Just as he was cursing at the tattoo, the sea suddenly turned black.
The Dragon Kingdom fleet came to the city. The monks in white frowned and looked at the demons dancing on the island. They shook their heads and sighed: "How can a good person become so perverted?"
Zhao Dabian stood on the homemade throne and grinned: "Pervert? This is called professional!"
