Ninety-three thousand and five hundred years have passed since the beginning of time. War smoke has risen, the world is in chaos, the edifice of the Wuling Holy Dynasty will collapse, and the princes from all over the world will tear apart the earth and become kings.
In the world of chaos and strife, who can bring peace to the world?
int in in on the fallen county king, ―Me!
In front of the table.
A certain county prince frowned and said, "Daughter-in-law, why are you eating tofu again today? We are all rough people who practice martial arts, so we should be big fish and meat."
A certain prince suppressed a smile while drinking wine, "Your Highness, didn't you notice? You are fat again."
"Impossible!" Ji Gengyuan looked shocked. You can call him a dandy, but you can't call him fat. "Not fat, not fat, I'm not fat, I'm strong!"
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The lucky fat man smiled slightly and tricked people online.