Cang Yun Lu

At the bottom of the silent and cold abyss of the Ancient Realm, a shriveled corpse wrapped in white cloth slowly sat up. He was confused and confused. No matter who he was, he was already dead, but what could lead him to wake up from here again. Messy memories surged in his mind, and his pupils shrank suddenly with a dazzling light. Was it that weird cave called Blue Eye? Or is it the self-pitying god in the lonely city on the sand? Or is it the familiar but blurry afterimage in front of you? Now, he didn't know who he was, but a familiar figure flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously said, "Zhu Mian? Brother-in-law? No, now he should be called Cang." The shriveled corpse trembled with excitement. He still remembered him. This time he succeeded. He and his obsession could finally be let go. He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep with relief...