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Everyone knows that Xuan Xuzi of Xiaoyao Sect has three disciples, and they all have the same appearance and qualifications. Especially the junior sister named Qiu Jiu, who is actually a genius with both swordsmanship and swordsmanship!
Of course, geniuses are generally a little weird in temperament. This little junior sister always likes to hold a black wooden stick and mutter something before using magic.
And with a wave of her wooden stick and a shout of "Arthur, please sit down!", Even the boss in the transformation stage was subdued and knelt down considerately.
So scary, so scary~
Qiu Jiu: "..."
Everything has to start with that confusing system that was eighteen years late and came with the wrong script.
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[Secret Realm of No Return Mountain]
After accidentally entering the realm of the demons, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the monks were miserable.
The demon cultivator laughed wildly: Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Little ants, look at me turning my hands into clouds and turning my hands into rain!
Qiujiu (slowly taking out the wand):...?
I saw her mouthing words: "Hell fire, five thunder combos, ice and snow storm..."
In an instant, there was ice and fire, thunder and lightning, a steady stream of spells fell, and the demonic cultivators fled in panic.
Hateful! How could this happen? Their world view collapsed.
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[Lianwu Lakeside]
The young man was overwhelmed by drunkenness, his face was flushed, and his soft cat ears drooped dejectedly.
"You don't care about me at all."
"But what can I do..." He lowered his eyelashes and complained to himself: "Who made me like you."
Qiujiu:!
Her earlobes were hot, and she was rarely shy: "Actually... I like you too."
The moonlight was gentle, and the young man's twinkling eyes suddenly lit up. But suddenly he remembered something, suddenly raised his tone, and said angrily: "Then you are still messing around?!"
Qiujiu: ⊙ω⊙
Don't be impatient, young man, just listen to my quibbles! Those are all tasks of the system.
System:…
Blame me? Who was the one who excitedly made the wish to have countless beautiful men before, huh?
[The quirky sunny little junior sister vs. The cold-faced and hot-hearted cat boy he]
Concept: Life is like a box of chocolates...
