Qiao Xi was enjoying life in a sweet dream when she was suddenly thrown into a fantasy world where strange beasts were rampant and cultivators were everywhere. The nervous system not only arranges main tasks, but also has side tasks that are updated at any time, which is comparable to a capitalist.
Qiao Xi felt that it was okay to calm down the chaos in the spiritual veins. Why should the mental health of the children of the plane be under her own control? I just want to go home... But if I want to go home, I have to complete the tasks assigned by the dog system.
Forget it, I will be a kindergarten teacher today. Small mouth, keep it closed~ It's not that difficult~
But there's something wrong with you, the legendary son of Guang Weizheng's plane! Put down the knife that just stabbed someone, brother...
Qiao Xi almost fainted. My main mission of saving the world for a long time was created for me by the object of my side mission.
System, are you kidding me? Did you get the son of the wrong plane?
[Sorry host, due to a system error, you are in the timeline where the son of the plane went dark and destroyed the world.
[How much destruction...] Qiao Xi's voice trembled, it's okay, it's okay, if it had just started, it could have been saved.
[Progress query... Answer to the host, 80%]
Eight percent is okay... How much! 80! ? Qiao Xi's eyes went dark and she really wanted to faint. After thinking about the modern air-conditioned milk tea and fried chicken, Qiao Xi gritted her teeth and forced a forced smile.
"Long Aotian... Ah, no, senior brother~these people are real! Why don't you have the eyes to bump into your sword? You are a bad person! The sword is good."
Intent: Ordinary people