"I'm asking you, which year did you come from!!!" The cloaked inscriber's voice was hoarse as he shouted.
Jiang Xiao frowned slightly and his body tensed up slightly. He was already prepared for battle.
Seeing this, the cloaked inscriptionist's excited expression gradually calmed down.
The short five seconds felt like a long time in this depressing atmosphere.
"Ha .... The cloaked inscriptionist sighed deeply and slowly took off his hood, revealing an aged face.
Then, his face changed, and finally, he became ... It turned into Jiang Xiao's appearance.
A mature Jiang Xiao could also be called an old Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao's pupils constricted slightly, and his mind began to race while he stared at the elderly Jiang Xiao in front of him.
He ... He could be forty or fifty years old ...
Jiang Xiao suddenly realized that he couldn't tell his exact age because his state was too special. He looked like he had gone through all the hardships of the world.