Chapter 358 The Third Line of “Your Text”

Holding the third-version Ancestor-seeking Elixir in his hand, its elixir scent crept into his nostrils. Soon, Ning Tao had an allergic reaction. His eyes lapsed into darkness and could see no light, nor could he hear any sound. Even more bizarrely, Jiang Hao was standing right next to him, yet he could not smell her odor.

After more than a dozen seconds of darkness, light appeared again before Ning Tao's eyes.

It was a bright moment just before sunset. Outside the window, there were fiery crimson clouds floating in the westerly horizon.

A flock of pigeons were flying in the sky. But they were frozen in this scene.

His father was sitting on a worn fabric sofa, reading the local gazette of Shan City. He could see the date on the newspaper—June 11, 2000. He was only a small boy of five and had not yet attended school. His father was wearing a pair of ordinary spectacles for shortsightedness, and his face was lean. His blue worker's u