Time traveled to Zhao Huan, the most foolish king of the Song Dynasty, and the Jin army was preparing to besiege the city and demand ransom?
Bite! The divine national luck lottery system has been bound!
[Using one year of life to draw a single draw, congratulations on getting: Bai Qihun, the God of Killing, and the One Hundred Thousand Snow Dragon Rider!
Zhao Huan: Life span? I have plenty! Give me a continuous pump!
Bite! Congratulations on getting: Nation-Destroying Curse, target - Xixia!
[Ding! Feedback: Meteorites fell from the sky in Xixia, the royal family was cut off, and the whole country surrendered!
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty said: Officials, please stop, our territory is almost reaching Europe!
Zhao Huan (sneering): I haven't drawn a nuclear bomb yet, why are you anxious?
Everyone: "..."
From then on, Qiuhe was insulated from the Song Dynasty. Zhao Huan: I want there to be only one voice in this world!
