C406 Years and months like the spindles

"Could it be that I am like the white bearded and white haired Yuan Tiangang in a dream? Someone was observing me through a dream, so I only felt that I was being watched, but I was unable to find where he was at all? If that's really the case, then is the person observing me from my previous life or the afterlife? " Lang Ka thought about it, and felt a cold shiver down his spine.

As a warlock