After Zhou Ke lost his memory, he worked two jobs in a small border town to support himself.
Serving haggis soup during the day and rolling dice at night, my life was very smooth.
Until three border soldiers came to stir up trouble, he casually hid and was stared at by a passing girl in green.
Strange things happened from then on:
The assassin rankings were announced on the gold list. He glanced at the tenth-ranked Salamander and felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart;
The sword demon came to drink soup with a coffin on his back, and his eyes glowed with gold when he saw him;
One hundred thousand Qin troops suddenly besieged the city, just to capture the girl next to him.
The girl cried that he was pregnant with his child.
Zhou Ke held up the seven-section scissors with a look of despair on his face: "I'm really just a haggis cooker!"
No one believed him.
It wasn't until Zhao Gao strangled his neck that the murderous aura in his body could no longer be suppressed.
Zhou Ke sighed: The stalls have been smashed, so today I will let you try the "exclusive secret recipe" for making haggis.
