On the first day of time travel, the whole village forced me to adopt seven trash.
The dragon tribe sprays black smoke with its broken horn, the phoenix tribe is bald and cries into the puddle, the eagle tribe is chased by chickens, the fox tribe gets lost when going out, the snake tribe sleeps for nine months a year, and the bear tribe is not as strong as a chicken.
The only normal wolf - is a mute.
OK. Just treat it as poverty alleviation.
As a result, in the middle of planting, bullies came to steal the grain. The six losers were so frightened that they ran away. The mute stood up silently and punched the person ten meters away.
I:? ? ?
Later, a flash flood broke out, and the Broken-horned Dragon Clan summoned the sacred weapon; the fire burned the village, and the Bald Phoenix Clan was reborn; the day I fell off the cliff, the Eagle Clan who was afraid of heights was the first to rush down...
The six losers woke up one by one, knelt in front of the mute and shouted "King".
I looked down at the wolves who were squeezing my feet.
He wagged his tail, looking innocent.
... What kind of immortal am I raising?
One sentence summary:
Of the seven trash, six are pretending to be weak and one is really strong.
The strongest one was cheated by me using braised pork.
