The Holy Holy

Men should kill people, but they will be merciless. The immortal karma of all ages is all in killing people.

There was a man who was loyal and loyal. He killed someone at once, and his body was lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and domineers, who kill people in chaos and gallop around the world, only praise swords and guns.

Now I want to find such a person, I will be vain to catch the shadow of the moon.

Have you seen that the sages of the Confucians rise up and the heroes die, and China will praise benevolence and righteousness from now on.

Once the enemy and the barbarians chaotic Central Plains, the scholars ran away and the cowardly people cried.

I want to learn from the ancient style and regain my heroic spirit. My reputation is the same as dirt, and those who disdain to be kind-hearted will ridicule.

He wore an iron sword and killed someone in anger. He cut his thighs and drank them, and talked and laughed.

If you kill enemies thousands of miles apart, you are willing to spend ten weeks of stars. You can only use the light of the fields and have a deep relationship with each other.

He went out of the west gate, and turned back at the dusk. He was tired and thought of sleeping, and the battle horn suddenly blew.

When Ximen left his mother, she was sad that her son was not sad. She was willing to be in history, but the man never returned.

Killing in the world, fighting fiercely and shocking Yin Court. Killing one person in three steps will stop your mind.

Blood flows through the waves of thousands of miles, and the corpse is pillowing on Qianxun Mountain. After the war, the heroes are tired and sleeping on the enemy's corpse.

I still kill someone in my dream, and my smile shines. Don’t ask my daughter, what’s the madman’s evil?

Since ancient times, sages have harmed people, and morality has never been true.

Haven’t you seen lions, tigers and preys gained fame? Who can pity the poor elk? The world has always been strong and the weak, and even if it is reasonable, it is useless.

Don’t ask, men have their own actions. Men should be violent. Things and be kind, and they will not stand up.

When a man is in the battlefield of killing, he is as brave as a bear and a frown. If he is born as a man, he will kill someone, and he will not be able to entangle the woman's heart.

Men never care about themselves, and they can only smile at each other. There are 100 enemies in the battlefield, and they are willing to be with the wild grass everywhere.

Don’t tremble, there is a song to listen to:

Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Only by killing nine million is a hero.

The hero is the hero, the way is different:

Seeing through the reputation of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making you show your might in this life. You don’t love and have a bad reputation, and you won’t punish others if you kill someone in a million.
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