Wow! the Protagonist Is Not Me

"Fighting Qi, third level! Level: low level!" The cold touch of the black stone tablet made me wake up instantly, and laughter exploded in my ears: "Xiao Jing? Isn't he the side branch who was treated like a dog by the master?" I staggered back, and fragments of memory popped into my mind—my name is **Xiao Jing** in this life. After my parents died in the Warcraft Mountains, they were thrown into the woodshed to fend for themselves. There is no Najie to stay with Yaolao, no heaven-level exercises, and even the body-tempering medicine he receives every month is withheld. "I traveled through time and became the Xiao family, but I couldn't even get the script for breaking off the engagement?" I tightened my clothes and suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man from the main family on the east side of the square. The "Xiao Yan" who was surrounded by stars was lazily playing with a pitch black ring, with faint white flames dancing on his fingertips.