One person, one sword, one world, and some people realize the supreme sword intention.
The emperor guards the gate of the country and forms a formation to the north, where the Mohe River is boundless.
He An looked autistic, bragging about himself and doing it all were done by others. From time to time, someone would come out and want to press his face to the ground and rub it.
"An Thief, I'm standing in front of you. You see me a bit like before..."
"Wait, what did I say to you when I was a kid?"
"There is no woman in my heart. I am a natural god when I draw a sword. I have been abstinent for thirty years, and my sword skills have become divine..."
"..."
['If you can't beat him, join him' system is awakened. If you can't beat him, join him.
