When Jiang Wanzhao was forced to rush to work under the anxiety of blind review of his graduation thesis, his heart suddenly throbbed violently.
Yes, she died suddenly, but she was not completely dead. She found that she was bound to something that claimed to be the Destiny Card Drawing System, and she was also possessed by a useless young sect leader from the Xuanling Continent with the same name as her.
The system said that her final mission needed to change the ending of the spiritual destruction of the world, otherwise she would lose her soul.
Jiang Wanzhao:?
Okay, she seems to have no other choice, just wear it.
As a result, she found that after passing through, her character design was not good and her talent was mediocre. Oh, yes, then she thought about it, didn't she also have a card drawing system?
Just when she started her first real-life card drawing experience with great expectations...
"Thank you, thank you for your patronage?!"
Jiang Wanzhao felt that he might as well die completely.
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Doing tasks, practicing, doing tasks, practicing, Jiang Wanzhao felt like a tool man for a moment.
Until...
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for withdrawing gold for the first time and obtaining the spiritual weapon: Zhanyue Sword·Zan]
Before she could cry with joy, she was poured cold water on the four gleaming large characters on the panel.
"A broken sword? What use can it be!"
Later, Jiang Wanzhao felt regretful because of these words more than once.
Just like at this moment, the sword spirit with a sneer at the corner of his mouth was leaning against her, rubbing her white neck up and down with his jade fingers, and exhaled like a blue: "Tell me, why am I useless?"
Is it too late to terminate the contract now?
Motto: Destiny is in your own hands
