PUBG: Return from the God-Tier Server

I have been cultivating for many years before I made the golden elixir. You insist on saying that it is a calculus. There is also a 16-year-old girl in the obstetrics and gynecology department downstairs who has cultivated into Nascent Soul at a young age. You insist on removing it. The most outrageous thing is the great gods in the morgue who are in the out-of-body stage. You actually want to burn their skins! There are two great masters in the combined stage in the hotel next door. You insist on saying that they are whoring. Our world of immortality is really depleted of talent.

Still a fairy costume? If you can really kill professional players in half a year, I will give you 10,000 yuan. You don't blink an eye when you brag. According to what you say, other people who have been playing immortal servers for a long time are not as good as you. You are really good at bragging.

It's almost here. It's almost a hundred chapters. I haven't mentioned the system yet.

I want to be a gangster. How do you kill the blood lock?

I have a question? I bought an account on the fairy server, can't I not play it?

It felt like the system inside had no sense of existence at all. I went back and read the first few chapters and realized there was another system.

Are you really blind? Didn't you see someone else's grandfather having an accident? How do you feel when your favorite family member suddenly gets sick? Is it okay to compare your heart to your heart?

The little author, who is not updating the article, holds up his two ears, cuts the arteries and veins, and remains motionless, so cute. The young author, if he doesn't update his articles, inserts needles to destroy his brain and hangs him up. He sticks hydrochloric acid on his belly and crawls around so cutely. The young author, who doesn't update his articles, is locked up in a cage and given electric shocks after hanging his tail. It's so cute to feel sad and depressed. The young author, without updating the article, pinched the left and right breasts, cut open the thorax and performed a laparotomy, the blood was so cute. The young author, who did not update the article, was injected with anesthesia and tied up, and his cecum was cut and sewn up. His eyes were dull and so cute. The young author, if he doesn't update the article, digs out his eyes and lifts them up, cuts off his bladder and cerebellum, and his dying struggle is so cute. The young author, who did not update his articles, tied his hands and feet and hung them up. He used leather whips, candles and electric batons, and his cries were so cute!

Why are there winners and losers in the back?

Author, are you also an old fan of Dudu?