"What's wrong with you, predecessor?" Xiao Yang noticed the difference between the white-robed old man and asked curiously.

The eyes of the old man in white flickered. At this moment, his mood seemed a little excited.

After a few seconds of silence, he murmured to Xiao Yang, "Smelly boy, if you want to get through this crisis, let me take over your body. How?

Although it is uncomfortable to be taken over by an old man in white, it seems that there is only one way to do so.

"My predecessors, that's bothering you." Xiao Yang nodded to the old man in white.

After Xiao Yang said this sentence, suddenly...