"The Chosen One is selected. Dragon Kingdom has drawn an E-class trash!" At the lottery site, when the eyes of seven billion people were focused on him, Chen Mo let out a huge yawn and stretched in front of the global live broadcast.
"I, Chen Mo, was chosen by destiny, the son of fate!" The swordsman from the island country drew his sword: "I want you to pay with your blood!" Chen Mo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes due to yawning: "Then will you pay for my T-shirt?"
On the battlefield, he always "accidentally" falls, "happens" to dodge, and "happens" to counterattack at critical moments. Just when you thought he was relying entirely on luck, he led three thousand old troops to push away Tiandao's hometown. Netizens went crazy: "Boss, can you stop pretending?"
