Chang Xiaoman Luo Ch

The young man sighed, carefully sensing his inner being. He discovered that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all of his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.,"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang, Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID. His brows furrowed involuntarily, looking at the name on the screen, a spark of hatred ignited in his heart that had previously been beyond worldly affairs.,For the next twenty years, he lived like a dog, being laughed at and ridiculed, even begging for a living.。