Chen Changsheng traveled through the prehistoric times, activated the training assistance system, and was able to break through at will.
The prehistoric world is too dangerous, and his greatest wish is to live in a low-key and unassuming way.
It's a pity that he was born with a protagonist's face, his cool temperament and charming all living beings.
The junk that was thrown away casually was robbed as a treasure by the three overlords of the prehistoric era.
I didn't want to show off, but the three overlords were too enthusiastic.
Zulong grinds ink for me, Yuanfeng takes off my boots, and Shi Qilin pours wine for me.
Sanqing kept calling her brother.
Chen Changsheng wants to cry but has no tears. I really want to be content, but my strength doesn't allow it!
Zulong: Fellow Taoist Immortal, there are hundreds of millions of treasures in my Dragon Palace. Can I give you seventy or eighty pieces at random?
Zhen Yuanzi: Fellow Taoist Changsheng, the ginseng fruits in my temple are ripe. Can I pick two baskets for you?
Yuan Feng: Brother Changsheng, how about we practice together and get along day and night?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
