[Main Curse Return] Conjurer, Draw Your Sword!

Yu Huijiu squatted by the wall. Standing next to her were a blond young man and a girl holding a red bead. She held her chin up and watched her colleagues fight with the gangsters. Maybe the slate elf didn't like her leisurely behavior and angrily stuffed a rag that had been wiped with vomit into her mouth. He held on to the wall and retched for a long time, which attracted the attention of everyone from the red and blue sides to the existence of the mascot of the green group. The moment she raised her head to look at the red king, her pupils shook. Yu Huijiu: OMG, what the hell is that giant ugly monster behind this guy? ＞It is inevitable that the fandom will be OOC, please click x if you can't stand it. The author has a soft heart and can discuss it, but refuses to comment negatively. ＞Timeline serves the plot ＞The keyboard becomes refined and occasionally lets it fly Mission: Peace comes from every small effort