Next to an uncle of the azure skies,
Luo Yao was alone, in deep thought for a while.
He shook his head slightly and stretched his limbs.
It seemed he was planning to leave this place.
Walk around, take a stroll.
He hadn't paid much attention to his residence for a long time.
Now, he could take a good look, had the Luo Family Ancestral Land changed from what he remembered?
"Hmm?"
Just as Luo Yao was about to leave,
suddenly, a youth with a serene face, radiating a cold aura from his body,
with what looked like a Spiritual Sword on his back,
quietly walked towards him.
As the youth approached, he noticed Luo Yao under the great tree, but after a mere glance, he averted his gaze.
"This kid..."
"Seems somewhat familiar, doesn't he?"
Luo Yao watched the young man before him from the side of the big tree.
He couldn't help squinting his eyes.
The guy in front of him, he always felt like he had seen somewhere before?
However, his memory was somewhat hazy,
