216 born slave, hard fart
The first paragraph is not counted as a word. I quarreled with my father yesterday. He felt that it was so hard for me to write a book. Three or four hours a day, only 500 a month is too worthless. I think this book is what I personally want to write. I have to write without money, so I quarreled with him! I calm down afterwards. My father is also for my own good. Let's open a new book! However, this book will definitely give you an explanation, but this book is so miserable that it is hard to say whether the new book can be signed or not.
Cromwell spit out the golden blood of the bleeding emperor, and then chanted an unknown blood clan spell. Zhu Youjian just suffered a big loss from Cromwell and did not dare to attack again, so he could only wait and see what would change. The golden blood of the Cromwell blood emperor turned into a blood-colored mirror with the unknown blood spell, but a person rolled out of it!
The man was dressed as a Confucian and seemed to be kowtodding his greetings. He muttered to himself, "I, Zeng Guofan, thanked the emperor for raising the flag, and finally, can not be a cheap Han man. His Majesty's kindness to Zeng Guofan, a slave, is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! Your Majesty, you must let the slave Zeng Guofan kowtow for three days and three nights to enjoy yourself! Ah? Why did you summon me! The filial son Zeng Guofan met his father Cromwell and said goodwill to his father! The flesh and blood of his son Zeng Guofan are all foreign father Cromwell, and foreign father Cromwell asked me to go through fire and water..."
Cronwell, the foreign father, gently spit out the golden blood of the blood of the blood emperor, the filial son Zeng Guofan, who was kowtowed to him on the ground. His filial son Zeng Guofan was immediately happy. His original magic power came from the golden blood of the blood emperor rewarded by the foreign father Cromwell! If it hadn't been for the filial son Zeng Guofan, who was a blood clan, he would have been killed by the kings of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom several times! Now his father Cromwell has rewarded himself with the golden blood of the blood emperor. How can his filial son Zeng Guofan not be happy?
It was just a sudden change. Cromwell vomited the golden blood of the blood emperor and came into contact with his filial son Zeng Guofan, but his body gradually melted. His filial son Zeng Guofan did not understand why the golden blood of the emperor became his life charm. Although his skin had melted, he still knelt down. He kowtowed continuously and dared not resist. He wanted his father Cromwell to show mercy:
"Foreign father Cromwell, his filial son Zeng Guofan did not disobey you! Those shameless things in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom refused to give the south of the Yangtze River to the British Empire, and I were sucked dry! Foreign father Cromwell, please let go of his filial son Zeng Guofan! I am willing to do anything! Ah! Spare my life!"
Cronwell has a ferocious smile on his face: "filial son Zeng Guofan? You deserve it too!? A traitor, a traitor of his own nation! You are just my dog! Your flesh and blood are all given by foreign father Cromwell! So this time, foreign father Cromwell wants your flesh and blood, so you can return everything to foreign father Cromwell!"
Zeng Guofan, the son of filial piety, knelt on the ground, wailed, and finally turned into a dark red blood. He was worthy of Zeng Guofan, the filial son of foreign father Cromwell. He suffered blood sacrifice, which was more painful than cramps and skinning. He not only did not resist, but also refused to scold a word! On the contrary, I have been a slave for a lifetime and have been a good slave from beginning to end! He fulfilled his wish to be a good slave! It's the right place to die!
Cromwell once again spit out the golden blood of the emperor of the bleeding clan and his filial son Zeng Guofan turned into the dark red blood fusion, and the dark red blood quickly expanded into a dark red blood lake!
Mary's next door! Zhu Youjian was shocked: What kind of trick is Cromwell? The dark red blood lake that sacrificed Zeng Guofan actually felt that there was no breath, but emitted a breath similar to the humanity!
Cromwell sneered: "Zhu Youjian, if you dare to disbey the way that the Chinese people have been killed for 400 years, then these cowardly Chinese people will disappear in the 400-year humanity of the West! Look, this is the Western hero in the 400-year humanity of the Western Lord! Go! Among the 400 years of humanism in the West, the heroes of the West have killed all the Chinese people!"
As soon as Cromwell's words fell, several Westerners emerged from the dark red blood lake that sacrificed Zeng Guofan. Zhu Youjian naturally recognized who these Westerners were from later generations! I was shocked!
A spirited Germanic old man, with sharp eyes and expressionless face like steel, holds a blood-red magic soldier in his hand, which gathers countless blood-blooded power of faith, like a real murderous atmosphere that makes people almost suffocate. It turned out to be Germany's iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck!
An extremely ugly middle-aged white man, stepping on a black and white rotating Taiji map, is naturally Lincoln who abolished slavery and absorbed the power of black faith!
Lincol followed a man with a huge axe in his hand. There were several cherry blossoms on the huge axe. Naturally, it was the fallen cherry axe* of the founding father of the United States!
* Behind him is a murderous and bloody man with a guilloma with slowly flowing blood and falling on his head! It was Rob Speyer, the revolutionary hero who killed all the left and the right in the French Revolution!
The last one is a dwarf, but there is a rotating seven-color light wheel behind it! The footsteps are as steady as Mount Tai, and the eyes are as good as electricity! Wearing a crown, he is once the strongest emperor Napoleon in Europe!
Bismarck, Lincoln, *, Rob Speer, Napoleon are all earth-shaking immortal peaks, with the protection of humanity and heaven, and every strength is close to Zhu Youjian, who has Xuanyuan Sword and the body of a great witch! And it's not a virtual shadow, but a substantial body and breath, just like a real person! And each summoner's own power of faith at its peak is on himself!
Cronwell sneered and said, "Zhu Youjian, you are trying to go against the sky and change the 300 years of Western Lord's days between the breeze blowing the bright moon and the Holy Emperor's British move. How can all the Western saints tolerate you! Now the Kyushu boundary has been completely shattered! I just reversed the long river of time and summoned the real body of the Western saints. Before the Holy Emperor stepped on the British, we Western saints killed all the Chinese people!"
Bismarck held an iron-blooded long gun, but did not fight against Zhu Youjian, but fought hard against Xuanyuan Sword. Although China has far more people than Germans, it is a spirit that does not have the Germans's heart to turn into iron and blood, and most of the power of faith has been stolen by Confucianism. The competition for the power of faith has been completely defeated! If Xuanyuan Sword is not the dragon tooth of the Chinese dragon vein, it is extremely hard, several grades stronger than the iron-blooded spear incarnate with pure ideas, and Zhu Youjian's great witch is almost indestructible. I'm afraid that this first round will be defeated by Iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck!
Even so, Zhu Youjian felt his blood boiling and could hardly grasp Xuanyuan Sword. The iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck did not take advantage of the victory but took the iron-blooded spear and flashed aside. Naturally, it was not the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck who was soft-hearted, but someone took over. The American father's Falling Sakura God Axe* shouted, and the Falling Sakura God Axe hit the Xuanyuan sword fiercely. The American father's Falling Cherry Blossom God Axe * as the United States dominated the world for a hundred years, Xin The disciples are all over the world, and even the Middle-earth Shenzhou has countless people who believe in him. Although he is a slave owner, he is beautified as a free male god by later believers! This power of faith is close to obsession, but the power of faith gathered by the founding father of the United States is far above the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck!
Zhu Youjian retreated step by step by the falling cherry axe. Every step he took, his body trembled and his body shook. The most terrible thing was that he spit out a mouthful of blood every step back, and his face was pale, almost almost the skin color of the blood prince, Cromwell!
The founding father of the United States, the cherry god axe*, scolded: "I didn't know what to be praised. I wanted to accept you as my believer and let the Chinese people be my slaves of the United States. At this point, I actually ended my last way of life! Stupid!" It turned out that when the founding father of the United States just waved the cherry god axe and smashed the Xuanyuan sword, Zhu Youjian's heart was shaken. When his concentrated power of faith almost collapsed, he took the opportunity to impact Zhu Youjian's sea of consciousness with the power of faith, turn Zhu Youjian into his own slave, and then use Zhu Youjian's Xuanyuan sword in Zhu's hand to transform the Chinese people. He became the slave of my United States, but he was resisted desperately by Zhu Youjian and failed!
Napoleon shouted loudly, and the seven-color light wheel emitted a rainbow. The rainbow was as heavy as Mount Tai, but Zhu Youjian's bones rattled, and finally sat on the ground! Lincoln naturally stimulates the black and white to keep rotating Taiji, summoning a black war horse, called Obama! Obama's hiss, spreading the merits of the abolition of slavery all over the world and absorbing the power of black faith. The power of all black faith and the power of Western faith are mixed together, and the seven-color light wheel and the black-white rotating Taiji map work together! But it is like the top of Mount Tai, pressing Zhu Youjian into the ground, revealing only the part above the waist!
Rob Speer smiled and sacrificed the bloody guillomaline. The blood flowing on the bloody guilloma fell. Zhu Youjian's soul was attracted by the blood-colored guilloma and actually wanted to break out. Zhu Youjian naturally knew that Rob Spear's bloody guilloma and the cherry axe were all over Kyushu. No matter how strong Zhu Youjian's soul is, as long as he enters the bloody guillomabar, he is afraid that he will be cut off by Rob Speer's bloody guilloma with a knife and disappears!
Bismarck, Lincoln, *, Rob Spiel, Napoleon, Cromwell surrounded the dying Zhu Yu's corps! Cromwell took out a compassionate face: "Zhu Youjian, in fact, you don't have to die, and the Chinese people don't necessarily have to be extinct!" But it depends on your performance!
Zhu Youjian spit a mouthful of blood on Cromwell's compassionate face: "Don't you show a fart, isn't your condition for me to be your blood son, and the Chinese people will always be your Western slaves!" Bah, we Chinese people don't want to be slaves to you in the West!"
How did Cromwell think that Zhu Youjian was still so hard at this point: "Bullshit! Zhu Youjian, your temper is very hard, and you have won the stones in the toilet! But the so-called Chinese people don't want to die! It's too hard to die! The hard-mouthed Chinese people can be slaves of Wuhu, Mongolian slaves, and they would have been slaves of Manchurians, and many people are rushing to do it like my filial son Zeng Guofan! Bullshit!"