[The protagonist has no system + is not brainless + the integration of Eastern and Western combat power]
Xifeng blew Zephynus's eyelids, and the sun had quietly crept to the bedside, gently waking him up.
The son of Shenyu was spreading the butter evenly on the bread with relish, and rolled it into a grilled sausage, not to mention how moist it was. Li Xingyao should really be asked to give it a try. I heard that she is a sect saint, but I don't know if her friend will let her.
To protect the West, I just want East and West to be friendly.
On the way to the spiritual power class on horseback, a red light was evoked in the castle, breaking through the sky, and the Eastern students' dormitory was filled with the sounds of swords and magic.
Also
"Run!!!"
Purpose: The conflict between the irresistible fate of the West and the inevitable victory of Eastern people