When I opened my eyes, I became Li Cunxiao, the most powerful man of the Five Dynasties. The kind who can carry a cauldron and dare to invade Chang'an with eighteen riders. Unfortunately, it is written in black and white in the history books: Three years later, he was jealous of his foster father and cut into pieces.
Me: "Can I run away now?"
The system said coldly: "Host, there are still 1095 days until the body is dismembered. Suggested plan: Conquer everyone, and no one will dare to dismember you."
I looked at my thick arms, and then at the so-called "famous generals" on the school field.
It seems... Makes sense?
So, when Li Cunxin made slanderous remarks again, I hung him up on the flagpole with my backhand.
When Zhu and Wen's 100,000 troops pressed into the territory, I rode alone and kicked the camp and took him out of bed.
"Don't you like dismembering corpses?" I threw the hemp rope in front of Zhu Wen and smiled, "Today, you choose your own position."
