C1164 Peach Blossom Miasma Rose

"Murong Jinghan?"

Tang Ding's white hair that was hanging down his heels seemed to be blown by a gust of wind in an instant, and the white hair in front of him dissipated. An old face was revealed, and his white beard was fluttering. His pupils constricted, and his eyes flashed with a cold light as he scanned his surroundings. He frowned and lowered his hands