C341 Sang of Dragon Transformation

The one who spoke was an old man. His white robe had already been dyed black, and his hair looked unkempt for a long time. His face looked like it was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark.

Anyone who saw this person would choose to stay away from him.

However, Lan Xiangyu subconsciously stopped.

This fellow seemed to be crazy, but his words were actually quite mysterious.

Seven days later