The snow on Jiang Ningzhi's eyelashes seemed to never melt. Looking at her fallen relatives, she finally closed her eyes and fell under the city wall.
The system waved its wings, and a halo appeared in front of it: I will give you three chances to be resurrected. You…
A gust of wind passed in front of him, and Jiang Ning Zhidou didn't know how to run away.
I have a favor to repay, but if I run away, you won't find it.
Jiang Ningzhi didn't even look back: Thank you!
System:? Stop!
Since ancient times, I know that too many people have died miserably, so I just don't ask. Jiang Ningzhi ran very fast.
Intention: The system is divided into different categories, and it will modify some rules...