Li Shu waded through the sea of blood and corpse mountains and pulled the coffin into Xijing City with firecrackers blaring all the way. Passersby swallowed their saliva and shook their heads: "The little lady is beautiful, I'm afraid we won't be able to digest it if we don't have the blessing..." He was cruel and ruthless.
In the Hongluan tent, his clothes were half-opened, looming... Li Shu looked away, this man was too lecherous and she was afraid that she would be too soft-hearted to do anything.
"Last time, what did you mean when you said that I was done in the time it took me to drink tea, burp, and fart?" Mu Yunting removed the sharp blade from her palm and put it against his white porcelain neck. She remembered what she had said when she killed him: "Don't worry, I'll strike quickly, it won't hurt!"
The weak and boneless body climbed up like a poisonous snake, carrying the cold breath of death, and a soft voice rang from his ears: "It's just a joke, why does the prince take it seriously?"
A joke?
She said that the emperor's brother was not worthy of the throne, and then... The emperor's brother was punished to guard the imperial mausoleum.
She said that the bitter cold of Hanbei for hundreds of years needed to change at the right time, and then... The four tribes in Hanbei rebelled one after another.
She said that her father was foolish and ignorant, and then... The country changed hands.
Is your little mouth probably opened by the King of Hell? !
Li Shu smiled coldly, "The one who can be the master of the world will be the master of the world. A woman can also gallop across the country and command the heroes. She also wants to be the master of the world with thousands of people on their knees!"
Intention: Use tattered clothes to block the wall of fate.
