With tears in his eyes, Cao Erzhu flicked the severed body in his left hand away, feeling as if he had killed a wild boar, feeling a sense of victory!

The world is quiet and waiting.

It seems that Qingyuan Mountain is still looking forward to something.

Cao Erzhu thought, what should I say at this time?

It just so happened that the man in the iron rags also taught me...

"ah!!!"

He let out a roar, a man's roar.

Under the darkness of night, under the shocking gaze of the old god, he was like the fierce gorilla in the mountains, beating his chest with all his strength.

He bowed his body, dropped his hands, and raised his head again, as if he had transformed from the ordinary on the ground into the brilliance of the night sky.

In the most heart-wrenching way, he poured out all his life's energy and roared out his farewell to the past twenty-six years of ordinary life:

"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?!"
Chapter completed!