The god who manipulated the book boy was happy.

He snatched control of the scholar just to play with the royal power.

I just want to interact with the natives.

Now that the natives are giving tasks, he naturally has to work hard to do it.

However:

He didn't know at all.

The natives in his eyes were actually from other worlds.

Neither side is native.

The only shame:

This so-called god didn't realize it at all, and he had been exposed.

He became the toy of the royal power.

The next morning.

The book boy came back with a pile of materials.

Wang Quan asked him to grind the materials.

The book boy grinds happily.

soon:

Everything is ready.

Wang Quan asked Shutong to remove his clothes.

Shutong was stunned.

Could it be that the indigenous royal power must not do well to itself?

He thought about it.

Feel interesting.

Then do as it should.

at the same time:

He also contacted his friends and shared the wonders of this time.

brush!

brush!

brush!

The king's priest depicts patterns on the scholar.

soon:

The last pattern is well depicted.

Wang Quan sprayed his purple magic power with a mouthful of breath.

Next second:

The lines squirmed, swallowed their magic power, and all of them penetrated into the flesh and blood of the Book 22 children.

The book boy felt uncomfortable in an instant.

He found that his consciousness moved slower.

The whole person seemed to be in a cage.

Book boy:?????

"Sir, I feel uncomfortable."

"Can you remove those lines?"

Wang Quan shook his head.

How else does he study the pattern removal?

The book boy sneered.

"Shameless."

"This god asks you to remove it, you can remove it."

"You, an indigenous person, dare to reject this god?"

The book boy was furious.

He decided to punish the royal power.

He exudes power.

He wants the natives to kneel down and admit their mistakes.

Have fun with yourself.

However:

When he was conscious of the communication device, he was frightened to discover:

"I can't contact the headquarters?"

"What's wrong with my brain wave?"

This moment:

The book boy was confused.

Have you been imprisoned by the natives?

It's finished.

What's going on now?

The book boy sweats like rain.

Wang Quan was happy.

"Are you a time traveler?"

"Are you the extraordinary person in this world?"

"Or are you the so-called extraterritorial demon?"

Shutong smiled: "Sir, I don't know what you said?"

King Quan is impatient:

“My time is limited.”

"Tell me, what are you?"

The book boy is silent.

He hopes that his friends will find an abnormality and save him as soon as possible.

The king sighed.

This little guy is stubborn.

He doesn't like it.

"Don't say it?"

"Then, I've peeled you."

The book boy sneered.

The body is native.

He is not afraid of being destroyed.

It is best to torture this body to death.

By then, if brain waves return, he will still be a hero.

However, the next second, he screamed in horror.

because:

Wang Quan is really slapped.

Thorn!

Thorn!

Knife, cutting his left hand.

Before he could react, the skin on his left hand fell off.

The book boy screamed.

He wanted to roll around the ground in pain.

but:
To be continued...