Zhang Xiaoman

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The youth let out a sigh and carefully sensed his body. He found that the Tai Huang Jing within him was like a dormant Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all of his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a trace of protective Qi from the Tai Huang Jing.,But this life, Luo Chen couldn't help but sneer again. We can play slowly.。