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.,The mother and child clung to each other, their faces etched with grief. It was a memory he would never forget, the most painful of his life.,The child's kindness and thoughtfulness warmed Zhong Jiawei's heart. At the same time, thinking about what she was about to do, her heart felt unbearably heavy with sadness.。