Lan Hanqing accidentally entered a bandit's den as soon as he crossed over. The bandit's den did not say that he was a bandit's den, but that he was a noble who had fallen from the previous dynasty. He threatened to rebuild the country, regain the lost land, become the hero of this troubled time, and give the people of the world a stable home. They also forced him to express his position——
The nobles don't leave any freeloaders, and all the subordinates who join the army must contribute something. Go up the mountain to collect firewood and steal bird eggs, go down the river to fish for screws, or cook on the fire and fight with others. White knives go in and red knives go out... Whichever you choose!
Lan Hanqing looked at the 'hero' surrounded by the crowd.
The hero has a majestic head and horns, his handsome heart is trembling, his muscles are bursting with hormones, and his arms are thicker than his legs. When he was fished out of the mountain stream that day, his waist was almost broken. The hero thought he was too thin and handicapped, so he hunted a deer and roasted it whole for him to eat; he thought he was too weak and too slow to walk, so he carried him all the way back to the village; he thought his throat was too thin and couldn't eat coarse grains, so every day he either hunted tender animals or went out to fight for grain...
The world is just a huge grassroots team.
"I can only build roads... Okay?"
After these words, the fate of Longhu Village completely changed. There was a road to the peak, a bridge to the river, and a road to the city. From then on, the natural chasm became smooth, the rags turned into armored elite soldiers, the territory they conquered became a peach blossom garden, the battle became smoother and smoother, and more and more people took the initiative to surrender... What kind of precious egg did the Lord pick up!
We must guard against it! Don't let your opponent steal the precious eggs! Whenever the men in Longhu Village hear the horn, the first thing they do is to send the precious eggs to the lord's house, to the lord's horse, to the lord's arms... The head can be cut off and the blood can bleed, but the precious eggs cannot be thrown away!
"Damn - that old immortal in the west actually wants to trick the baby into a beauty trap! He's so evil! I'll intercept the beauty. My lord, you go sell some sex and stabilize the baby!"
"Fuck - that Zhuzi in the east wants to smash the baby egg with antiques and carved new things! The work is too expensive! I will take the things and sell them. My lord, you can find a way to stabilize the baby egg. You can do it for fun or rob that Zhuzi's city to make a gift!"
"Day - in the middle of the night during the storm, on a road that even mice may not be able to find, someone can sneak into the backyard and steal precious eggs? Come on, come on - grab that crown jade girdle, wearing a purple ribbon, his clothes are immodest, the collar is open to his abdominal muscles, it's like burning a cat in the middle of the night... Eh? Lord! Why are you here!"
The lord looked at the door that was close at hand but tightly closed, and the corners of his thin clothes were lifted up by the graceful night wind: "Didn't you ask me to kiss my precious balls?"
Ji Jianwen, a civil engineer and his scheming and shameless force are worthy of defeating the lord.
Concept: There is always a torch in the dark night