I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession - Chapter 277 - 238 What are these ghosts (Asking for monthly

Luo Qing Chen is a wandering spirit that died thirty thousand years ago, roaming the Chaos Space

In order to not turn into dust, she is bound by an ice cold system to travel through time and space to complete missions.

Girls that pretend to be weak?  Slap them without explaining.

A silly cannon fodder?  Helping them amass treasures.

Meeting a real male god?  All of them will pamper.

System: Dear masters, what do I do if my host even dares bully the heavens?  Waiting for an answer, it’s urgent!

A certain male god: Change systems.

System: ヽ〔?Д?〕丿

Eighteen years ago, she saved his life. Eighteen years later, he gave his heart to her.

He asked her if she was willing to be sexually abstinent for the rest of her life, yet he kept her busy day and night. To the public, he’s sexual impotent, but only she knows how sexually passionate he is.

In his special way, he let the entire world that she was his one and only!Eighteen years ago, she saved his life.

Eighteen years later, he gave his heart to her.

He asked her if she was willing to be sexually abstinent for the rest of her life, yet he kept her busy day and night. To the public, he’s sexual impotent, but only she knows how sexually passionate he is.

In his special way, he let the entire world that she was his one and only!

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Killed by a Sage Emperor and reborn as his 13 year old self, Nie Li was given a second chance at life. A second chance to change everything and save his loved ones and his beloved city. He shall once again battle with the Sage Emperor to avenge his death and those of his beloved . With the vast knowledge of hundred years of life he accumulated in his previous life, wielding the strongest demon spirits, he shall reach the pinnacle of Martial Arts.

Weary reader, it is an honor for you to choose this book in this heavy, dark library room.

Somewhat sadly, the book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of the book cover,

The words written in the old days are like parasites rooted in the pages of the book, hoping that someone can observe their wriggling,

To feel, to analyze, to touch the story of the disease.

If you insist on borrowing this book, be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

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