[Gamification of the end of the world + strong women + decisive killing + concrete poetry]
The college entrance examination is over, global data cracks have broken out, and the world has become a cruel game field. When everyone faced the monster and howled in despair, Ji Yao stood on the ruins and opened the Chinese textbook that was regarded as waste paper.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden sword energy spread across 30,000 miles, and the data beast instantly shattered into gibberish.
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star."
Ji Yao's figure turned into an afterimage and penetrated the looter's stronghold in an instant. With her fingertips slightly raised, the heads of hundreds of thugs fell down.
Her eyes were cold, and she walked slowly towards the trembling global agent in the blood rain, and turned a new page with her fingertips:
"The next song is "National Memorial" for you."
Complete nanny article