In the college entrance examination mathematics examination room, Lu Renjia drew a tortoise under the last big question.
>Ling Xuzi, the ancestor of King Juan, failed to escape the tribulation on the spot, and his soul penetrated this body.
>The system prompts loudly: "It is detected that the host is drawing a bastard in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator, the damage value is +999!"
>Ling Xuzi looked at the scroll full of ghostly drawings: "My thousand-year practice was destroyed by a bastard?"
>What is even more devastating is that the original owner of this body is a top-notch salted fish.
>Cultivation? The ancestor's kneading technique attracted spiritual power, and the body automatically lay flat: "The damage value is +100, exchange it for the cleaning technique - wash your socks!"
>Ling Xuzi looked at the smelly socks of the Pure Land Dancer: "This generation of young people... Are poisonous!"
