As a great mage, the space on his body is not just for show.
They all pulled out magic scrolls and, with their last breath, vanished from the spot amidst the purple lightning explosion.
They escaped again! Sigh!
"Host, please be kind!" the system simulated a gritting sound.
"Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself." Xiang Wan understood this very well.
However, magic scrolls are a good thing; I wonder if the Fallen Angel Service Station has them.
"Please note that we are here to help the original owner fulfill their wish!" Don't resort to robbery so easily; other people's things don't come from thin air.
"I didn't do anything else." A magic scroll—I absolutely need one!
"..." Just because we haven't done it now doesn't mean we won't do it in the future!
It doesn't want to be pointed at and talked about by others when it goes out in the future.
It is an upright and kind system that does not accept crooked or evil practices.
"If you dare to do it, this system can make you reproduce asexually in no time, believe it or not?"
Besides the threat, 007 felt he was losing control of his host.
...
What was it just doing?
How did the host's bad habits end up on it?
Waaah, it's all the host's fault. It's still the benchmark in the system world!
The benchmark made a threat for a while, then disappeared.
Xiang Wan wasn't sure if what it said was true, but if she really got a nest of Medusas, she felt she might as well die.
She was just thinking about it; she didn't actually intend to rob anyone.
As a qualified successor to socialism, how could she disgrace Chairman Mao?
"Shawin, what exactly do you mean?" Jack asked, his face filled with grief and indignation.
He's already a Grand Magus, so why are there people more powerful than him?
Is there an even higher level of power in this world besides the Grand Magus?
It's not the mentor's fault that he didn't teach thoroughly!
Savage's expression gradually hardened, her words carrying a frosty tone: "You could have taken back the lightning element."
...
One sentence exposed the true colors of a scumbag and hypocrite. One can only imagine the psychological trauma Jack suffered...
Xiang Wan slowly moved to the side and poked Satan's arm with her finger. "Your Highness, do you demons accept hypocrites?"
The air suddenly froze, and your breath was filled with ice crystals.
Xiang Wan silently shrank her neck. Had she touched a nerve with the villain?
The system covered its face; it absolutely, positively refused to admit that Xiang Wan was its host!
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