The God of Killing in the North, the Two Empresses Are Jealous of Me

The Empress of the Southern Dynasty, Zhu Bi, rated him as nine thousand years old, and the Empress of the Northern Dynasty, Jin, conferred on him the title of King Side by Side. The two kingdoms of the north and the south were handed into the hands of Tuesday Dog at the same time, and he only replied one thing: Put down the knife and go into seclusion with your beauty... No one believes that the God of Killing will get tired. No one believes that the mountain of 300,000 corpses in the north, the burning of the city by crude oil in Anbei, the shackles on the execution platform in Xijing, the brother hanging upside down from the building, the sister piercing the chest with an arrow - people who have experienced these things will eventually give up their fame and glory. But he was really tired. He should have left the year Mr. Wen died, and held on until the imperial gate of Yingdu exploded, the big cow bowed his head, and the little grass became a monk, and the life debt he owed in this life was paid off. Nine thousand years old, he doesn't want to sit side by side, the two empresses of the north and the south reach out across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains - he doesn't hold hands with anyone, he just wants to cut off the worldly ties. Let's start from the beginning: A ruthless man came back from the army with a pistol with only five bullets in his waist. He started with one shot of a tiger in the back hill of Zhoujia Village and fought until both the kings and the kings knelt down and surrendered. But he chose the third way.