"Your original name is Tang Jianyong!" The old man's eyes are slightly heavy, but his voice is more and more ethereal, as if it is sounded in a distant place, but it is direct to the soul.

suddenly, it was like a breeze, Yi Yu's consciousness seemed to be a little fuzzy, and a dreamlike scene appeared in front of him, as if countless lights and shadows were moving.

"this is..." Yi Yu was shocked and tried to close up his mind, but his will seemed to fall into the mire, deeper and deeper, even lost in it.

in his confusion, he seems to see an old man with a...