When I was still a female national preceptor, I deceived the young Sumerian tyrant. "Five Three" was a heavenly book. After learning it, I could summon the dragon.
He took it seriously and studied for fourteen years.
On the day the country was destroyed, he was 1.9 Meters tall, spoke Mandarin at a high level, and had a northern accent. He chained me to the bedside:
"I have finished studying the "May Three" you left behind back then."
"Where do you want to go?"
I thought I was waiting for revenge, but he asked: "Where is the second half of the Book of Heaven? Is it the "Ten Years College Entrance Examination"?"
[Travel + Development + Paranoid Tyrant + System] [High Concept Extreme Pulling/How Sweet in the Early Stage and How Much Knife in the Later Stage/Non-Traditional Sweet Pet]
