Yan tide opened his hazy eyes and didn't react for a moment, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar earthen walls around him. Am I reborn and returned to my modern home? Looking at the calendar hanging on the wall, I saw that in 1998, when I was 12 years old and about to go to junior high school, something happened to my family. . . . . . . After spending thousands of years in the world of cultivating immortals, he is now an immortal master. What are you afraid of? Fortunately, we arrived in time. The space has been reborn, and with the magic in hand, I don't believe that I can't change my destiny. . . . .
What happened to the little brother next door when I was thriving? Like a follower, are we familiar with each other? Is it the little white rabbit or the big bad wolf?
