Liu Eryang just wanted to farm in the village, but accidentally picked up a broken tower.
I wanted to use it to pickle pickles, but I didn't know that there were geniuses from all over the world crying and asking to recognize the master.
The arrogant female leader angrily threw her magic weapon: "I would rather die than surrender!"
The next second, Tali flew out of the pickle vat and suppressed her.
The cold female swordswoman drew her sword towards her, but her hair was knocked askew by a cucumber flying out of the tower.
Until one day, the Immortal Emperor led his army to attack, and Liu Eryang silently took out a handful of pickles...
"Wait a minute, why does your pickle jar look like my demon refining pot?!"
