In a world where meat is eaten by force, who will have the last laugh?
Small theater
some day
A certain man: I'm hungry
A certain woman touched a certain man's head: I will make you your favorite Kung Pao Chicken.
A certain man: I'm thirsty
A certain woman pinched a certain man's face: I will make you the snow tea given by the emperor.
A certain man: I'm sleepy
A certain girl: I'll give you a squeeze
A certain man: I'm tired
A certain girl: Lie in my arms and sleep for a while
Another day
A certain guard: I heard that Mr. Xia was stopped by the emperor after he went to court.
A certain man: Yeah
A certain guard: I heard that the emperor and Mr. Xia went to the emperor's harem.
A certain man: Yeah
A certain guard: I heard that the emperor wants to make Master Xia his queen.
A certain guard only felt his eyes blurred. When he reacted, a certain man was already holding a Meteor Moon Knife in his hand, standing at the entrance of the palace, holding the knife in his hand.
A certain guard: Hey, how come it's so fast! I'm not done yet! Mr. Xia is just helping the emperor investigate the case!
Strong women pretend to be slaves to men. The man was wearing a black dragon-playing bead official uniform and holding the Dragon-Eating God Sword in his hand. Standing on the top of his power, he turned his hands to make clouds and turned his hands to make rain. "For you, I am willing to meet gods and kill gods, and meet Buddhas to kill Buddhas!"
The golden feathers and colorful wings are spread out, and the song is stunning, and the world is gorgeous. All birds are jealous of the immortal appearance, not knowing that the white robe is stained with blood
The sword is cold, the eyebrows are angry, and a strange luan sings, majestic in the desert. Love is loved by a loved one, so what if the river is picturesque?