I'm Changing My Regrets in Shooting Condor

When Guo Jing opened his eyes, he saw a vast grassland. The morning dew wetted his clothes, and the shouts of shepherds could be heard in the distance. He touched his face, and the tender touch made him realize that he had really traveled through time and became the seven-year-old Guo Jing. Bite! The martial arts deduction system is activated! The sudden voice in his mind startled Guo Jing. He quickly understood that this was the golden finger brought by his time traveling. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.