Yan Huangdi, Duo Haojie, with one enemy and a hundred people are not timid.
People are not timid, hate bixue, look at my Chinese boy's blood.
The boy's blood, self-strength, arrogance through the chest like iron.
Boys do, be violent. Things and benevolence are not two.
Men should kill people, and they will kill without mercy. Thousands of immortal karmas are all in the killing.
There used to be a rich man, and his righteousness was heavy. Blindness is killing, and the body is lighter than the hair.
There are also males and hegemons, killing people like chaos, galloping around the world, only praising knives and guns.
Now I want to find this kind of thing, and I want to fish for the shadow of the moon in vain.
When the king did not see, the emperor rose up and died, and Shenzhou praised benevolence and righteousness from then on.
Once the Central Plains were destroyed, the soldiers and cowards wept.
I want to learn the ancient style and regain my strength. Fame is like dung, and disdain is ridiculed by those who despise benevolence.
Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger. Cut the strands and drink, talk and laugh.
Thousands of miles to kill the enemy, may it cost ten weeks of stars. Focus on Tian Guangli, and knot meditation.
Heading out of the West Gate, Twilight lifted the man's head back. God was tired and sleepy, and the war trumpet was blowing.
Simon bids farewell to his mother, and the mother is not sad. In the sweat of the youth, the boy will not return.
Between the killing and fighting heaven and earth, the tragic and terrifying court. Kill one person in three steps, and the heart does not stop.
Blood flows for thousands of miles, corpse pillow Qianxun Mountain. The brave soldiers fought and slept with the corpses of the enemy.
Now I want to find this kind of thing, and I want to fish for the shadow of the moon in vain. The king is gone, and the mighty man is dead,
Since then, Shenzhou has praised benevolence and righteousness. Once the Central Plains were destroyed, the soldiers and cowards wept.
In the dream, the smile is like killing people. Daughter Mo Xiang asked, what is the fierceness of the boy?
Gulai Rende specializes in harming people, and morality has never been true. Jun is gone, lions and tigers hunting
The thing is prestigious, but who is the elk? The world has never been strong enough to eat the weak, even though
It's justified and futile. Jun Xiu asked, the boy has his own boy line. Boy line, dang
ruthless. Things and benevolence are not two. The boy is in the killing arena, and his guts are like bears
Eyes like wolves. If you are born as a man, you will kill, and you will not teach a man to wrap his body around a woman's heart. Boy from
Come and not to show mercy, let the enemy laugh and admit it. There are a hundred battlefields in the field of hatred, everywhere
May it be green with weeds. Boy Mo shuddered, there is a song and a king to listen: killing one is a sin,
Tu Wan is a male. Slaughtering nine million is the male of the male. Male in the male, Dao
Difference: See through the thousand-year-old name of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a heroic wind. Fame is not loved
Love notoriety, kill millions of people without punishment. It is better to teach thousands of people to hate with their teeth than to teach nothing
There are people who scold me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where heroes do not kill?