First Era, Dragon Lo

As he died, he saw himself lying on the sickbed and his weeping descendants. Then time rewound ceaselessly until he stood once more before that door.,Jiang Zhihao was certain it wasn't a dream, because dreams wouldn't let him remember so clearly. He could recall every single moment that had happened.,The complexion that should have been rosy is now pale. To put it nicely, her skin is fair; to put it harshly, she's malnourished.。