C260 Tongling ancient people

The old man's voice was especially shrill, as if his neck was being held by someone. Everyone who heard it felt their scalps go numb.

Ye Feng said and looked over. He saw an old man with sparse hair wearing a grey linen robe standing outside the door of a room.

The old man was leaning on his walking stick as he smilingly stared at the crowd. Unlike the others who were still alive