Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 446: 150. Cursed Angel_5

“Choo-lee, choo-lee…” The little girl sobbed, tears streaming down her face, chokingly she said:

“I hate my parents… They offered me to the Dynasty Royal Family… They enjoy wealth and status themselves… They don’t care about me at all… I hate them… Wuu Wuu Wuu… I don’t want to live anymore… I don’t want to keep living like this…”

Noland Lee reached into his backpack’s folding space and took out bottles and cans, writing:

“Don’t cry, I’ve got some good food and drinks here. Help yourself. I need to think for a while.”

The little girl stared at the canned food and drinks on the ground with her watery black eyes. Her body was still trembling with emotion, but she was better than before.

She glanced at the canned food on the ground and timidly looked at Noland Lee, as if afraid that this was a trap baited with food and drink.

Noland Lee observed her expression and actions, knowing that it was caused by Samuelson and the others deceiving her repeatedly. Those bastards had repeatedly deceived her, leaving her with no small psychological trauma.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.” Noland Lee wrote another line and scooted his backside back a little, making more room for the girl to eat the cans.

He leaned against the wall and fell into contemplation.

Alchemy canned food levitated into the air. The girl fumbled for a moment, then used her intention to pull the ring and opened the can.

Fruit pudding soaked in syrup flew out and fell into the girl’s mouth.

“Choo-lee, choo-lee…”

The girl cried inexplicably, swallowing the tears mixed with sweet syrup and pudding, diluting the unknown pain in her heart.

Gradually, she stopped crying and began to savor each alchemy canned food carefully.

As she chewed the food, she covered her mouth, fearing that she would disturb Noland Lee, who was in deep thought.

About half an hour later, the alchemy canned food on the ground was swept clean by her, and Noland Lee found a relatively feasible solution to the problem in his contemplation.

to

his buttocks, picked up the Notebook and pen, wrote a few lines, and showed them to the girl who was no

aberrations, can

blinked and manipulated

lower the magical

his head, realizing that Samuelson’s attempt at Magic Enlightenment was somewhat useful. It saved him from having to explain to the

I mean. Can you lower the power

nodded and replied

would explode. Now I can barely control my abilities, the rats

palm with a clenched fist, excited that his bold

turned back into a human body of

a breathing mask with a filter cartridge, picked

your lowest powered Extraordinary

in surprise, shaking her head like a

do it. You’re not

want to experiment with something and then work out a

finished writing, showed it to the girl, with a

and twisted her hands nervously in

Lee could still feel the shyness a 10-year-old girl should

“Okay… I’ll try…”

writing and glared at

no indication of

Noland Lee received a

text in his mind and hesitated for a

[System Message:]

been attacked by an “unknown

on the mental

a “good person” in the attacker’s eyes, so this attack