"System, kill him, the spirit will be destroyed, never be born."

"This secret can't be divulged, or it will cause terrible cause and effect."

The spirit of ancient famine is full of vigilance. Even if he is the lawless king of famine, how can he be unscrupulous? But this matter involves the two families of lich, the ancient nine heavens and ten lands.

He's a weak chicken, so he's qualified to take part in such a thing.

The fierce man tortures the sky, the descendant of the arrow God, ten princes of the demon family.

That one is not a fabulous power.

In particular, the fierce man tortured the heaven, but cut all the way to the God of Haotian.

Although he was beheaded, he continued to fight.

I'm afraid only Bao Ye can fight with this fierce man.

"Yo! Rare! Host, you also have time to counsel! "

"Don't install it. This system doesn't know you yet. People on earth are a group of big hoodlums and demons. They have the name of the fourth natural disaster."

"You will be afraid of fierce men, Hou Yi, ten princes of the demon family."

"According to the system's understanding of you, you want to be a Yin Bi and swallow all the benefits alone."

"It's a rule of the way to weigh gold and silver, and meet in half."

"Don't do it."

Naturally, the system doesn't believe in the old nonsense. It's just like trying to take all the benefits alone. Everyone is a passer-by. It's impossible to take the benefits alone.

"My son swallowed you up!"

"My son is not involved in this bureau. I'm going to die."

"I don't want to be a leader. I'm the fate of a cannon fodder villain. I don't want to be a transport captain."

Gu Huang really didn't want to participate in this situation. It's no wonder that thirty-six continents are so chaotic. With the joint efforts of the Lich and the heaven on the other side, it may not be that much weaker than that in thirty-three days.

Based on what Wuzu did in those days, if the Lich two families knew about it, the first one would have to chop him.

There are many mythical bigwigs behind him.

But at that level, how can we get down easily, and how can we make shameless moves.

Cause and effect is too big to be contaminated.

You have to be counsellor when you need to. It's impossible to be outspoken.

If he is a great saint, he will never go through it. If he is a great saint, he will do it alone.

"Host, I'm sorry to tell you one thing, whether you participate or not, you can't get away with this bureau."

"The son of the era has been staring at you. Now you have a chance to kill him. Once the unknown ancient land is under control, you can find the sunset bow and archery."

"The first one will kill you, of course, if you just want to be a cannon fodder."

"Old swordsman, black eldest brother, wuzuding, laojunlu, inheriting scriptures, but they are all looking at you."

"This system doesn't matter if you are not afraid of humiliation."

The system is like incarnation of the great devil, which is bewitched from time to time

It's impossible to be low-key. It's impossible to be low-key. People on earth are a group of natural disasters.

The greater the pressure, the more violent the outbreak.

Would it be possible to lie down?

It's impossible. Don't think about it in your life.

"Garbage system, you're not much better than those gorgeous bitch who can release tasks and wipe them out."

"Squeezing, you are squeezing. It's clearly to force my son to death."

"Believe it or not, I will kill myself and explode myself. I will bury you in the garbage system."

"It's not a matter of not losing your face or your life. It's a matter of not being able to do well."

"If the intelligence is not equal and the strength is not equal, my son is not qualified to participate."

The ancient wasteland is totally helpless. The garbage system has always been squeezing itself. It's impossible to live this day. The pure land, the dead land and the miserable land have just subsided.

Before I could catch my breath, there were so many things happened.

Even the God of CHENFENG, I'm afraid, is not enough to be chopped by a fierce man.

It can't be done at all.

"How dare you compare this system with those gorgeous and cheap ones?"

"OK, whatever you do, this system doesn't force you."

"When your daughter-in-law is abducted by the son of the era, don't blame the system for not reminding you!"

"Host, you are a disgrace to the earth people, to your ancestors. This system despises you."

The voice of the system is full of satire and disdain instead of evil and treachery. It doesn't give face to the ancient wasteland at all. It is almost squeezing to death.

Host, the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity.

A horse without night grass is not fat, a man without fortune is not rich.

“……”

"Garbage system, you dare to say that my son is disgraced to the old ancestor. Believe it or not, I'll kill you and bury you now."

"Damn it, do it..."

"Garbage system, I want to hit you in the face with my actions."

"Hurry up, kill this old thing for me, and don't let him disclose any secrets."

"The heaven on the other side can bring 90 heaven and earth together. The Lich and the other two families can do the same."

"It's time to use my earthly wisdom."

There's nothing to do with the ancient wasteland. Now it can only be done with a stiff head. With the five thousand year wisdom of the earth people, it's impossible to determine the son of any era.

You can win over the two liches. I can do it naturally.

You are the protagonist of heaven and earth. I will be ten times bigger than you. I'll see who can show and operate better.

"Host, that's right. When did the system hit you?"

"Of course, this system will provide you with all-round, 24-hour fire support and give full play to your natural disaster wisdom!"

"Think about what you people on earth do when they conquer foreign countries."

The voice of the system recovers the treachery and temptation again. It's not easy to really step on the horse, and finally the host is fooled onto the right path.

If he doesn't want to do it, he really can't help it.

Of course, this life and death can't be known by this big fool, or the host will really be at ease as a saltfish.

"Nonsense, a Book of sages, and a sword show that we should subdue people with virtue and moralize the way of sages. If we don't, we should moralize by force."

"Garbage system, no, I don't think you are fooling me."

"Forget it, just fooling! I'll make a settlement with you later. "

"Garbage system, I was divided into three religions and nine streams on earth. The Tao and Buddha in the three religions have been passed down."

"Should you pass on the Confucianism to me?"

"This time, I want to be a scholar of the way of sages. I want to educate all living beings with the way of sages. I also want to convince people with virtue."

Gu Huang knows that the garbage system is fooling him, but it seems that he can't go without it. The son of the era will come to the door sooner or later, but before he goes, he should kill the fake son outside.

Let's also announce to the son of the era that I have come to see you.

"Ah bah! No, host, do you know how to write shameless? "

"You say that you are like a scholar. If you didn't graduate from the primary school in the past life or go to the college for a day in this life, you will be illiterate."

"Don't blacken the face of the book, though the Confucian method has been passed down in the ancient days."

"But that group of scholars, that one is not an open and honest gentleman."

"As an illiterate villain, don't worry about the scholars."

The system scolded mercilessly, and totally dismissed the ancient wasteland as useless.

"Don't talk nonsense. Haven't you heard a word?"

"Hooligans are not terrible, but are they literate?"

"I'm not forced to be a villain by your garbage system. I'm also a great scholar with a bright mind and order, who yearns for a noble spirit, a sun and a moon, and words that frighten ghosts and gods."

"Speak out the words of sages and sages, and punish evil spirits and heretics!"

"Hurry up, the Lich two families in this copy, I hope the Confucian method will brush my affection."

Ancient wasteland seems to care nothing. On the inheritance of the world, no one can be more used to pretend to be forced than the law of Confucianism.

Word into the wind and rain, write to cry ghosts and gods.

The mouth spews out the holy words, but the evil spirits do not invade.

A word can become the sun, the moon and the stars, and a picture can trap heaven and earth.

This aura, this force, this prestige

At the end of the day, I don't want to be in the first place, just to keep the chrysanthemum.