Dressed as the most useless bastard in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, Lin Zimo looked at his body that was knocked down by the wind and fell into deep thought.
While others practice martial arts, I practice my mouth, and when others do their best, I attack them.
Insulted by brother-in-law? I made him doubt his life with a few words.
Assassination by Beihuang master? I squinted and took a look - oh, there were all flaws.
The prince poisoned you? I grinned: "You are calling lighting a lamp in the toilet - seeking death."
They all say that my body is useless and it is the disgrace of the Hou family.
But they don't know that I can see through the world's martial arts with my eyes open, and I can discern murderous intentions thousands of miles away with my eyes closed.
As strong as his mental strength was, the Sword Immortal had to kneel down and call him daddy.
Until that day, the Northern Wilderness army pressed the territory, and the Grand Master besieged the Hou Mansion.
The prince was seriously injured, the marquis was trapped, and the whole city was in despair.
I squatted on the wall, finished my last bite of noodles, and stood up slowly.
"Everyone give in, it's my energetic guy's turn to play."
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