Once the flowerpot was sent to the sky, Duan Zhuo never thought that he would be smashed to death by the flowerpot. Is there any mistake? I won the lottery with my front foot and will soon reach the peak of my life. You told me with your back foot that I am dead? Even if you wear books, this system is still a mink. Forget it, the mink still looks the same as the rebellious son you raised?
What? You call me a villain? What? You want me to kill him? What? If you die in this world, will you disappear into thin air? What? Will it disappear if you don't conquer it?
Concept: I wrote it as soon as I thought of it