"A rose is born to be arrogant, break its wings. It is not our toy yet." In the gorgeous dark palace, in a cage under the crystal lamp, Sudman sat in the middle of the seat, holding up red wine, and whispered to the noble next to him.
The imprisoned major general, the former star of the empire, was humiliated by everyone. At his most glorious age, he passed away in the darkness and fell into the embrace of the mother goddess. From this point on, the full text ends.
"Garbage articles, garbage authors are paid RMB. Dogecoin"
"Did you end up writing with your feet? How could the Ming Dynasty God of War fail so easily, you piece of trash?"
"One person's blood letter begs the author to give Ming a good ending" "+10086
"Author, your brain is underdeveloped. A person who dares to sacrifice himself for the country and the people is written in such a horrible way by you. Have you rarely experienced beatings from the city society? Do you want me to send you a box of blades?" "
"I hope that in this life I will eat instant noodles without a spoon and choke to death when drinking water."
Li Gan sat at the computer desk, reading the comments, and said nonchalantly, "Only tragedies can impress people, not necessarily all revolutions can win. If you think about it, at least Ming once was glorious."
Sizzling——sizzling——
"I'll go." Li Gan's eyesight went dark and he fell to the ground.
Wherever there is a cause, there must be an effect. Facts have proved that roses still need someone to take good care of them and water them carefully.
Intention: Believe it, there must be cause and effect, destiny is destined by God