An arm weighing a thousand kilograms can overwhelm the heroes, and a hundred taels of silver block the way. Zhou Song endures humiliation and saves money just for the Dingqiao Pill, but his brother died tragically at the hands of the villain for the mountain ginseng!
For the first seven nights, the filial piety was stained with blood, the simple sword drank hatred, and the whole palace was washed with blood!
Tolerate? Will you bear it until your brother dies in vain?
Let? Let the world deceive others?
This rotten world, this corrupted world, it is up to me, Zhou Song, to break the situation today!
A thought of the blood of mountains and rivers, a sword of ghosts and gods weeping, and the killing and calamity started, the heaven and the earth bowed their heads!
