Ding Xiaolan suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, and first asked them about the news of Ding Haoran and the others. The old people all shook their heads and said they hadn't seen it.

Ding Xiaolan's gaze swept over their faces one by one, and she strangely found that these old people all had a few things in common. Eyes and teeth, as well as memories, their memories are only maintained for the most recent period of time, and they can't remember the memories of too long ago.

I don't even remember what my last name is. I don't remember if I have a home or relatives.

They have been staying in this dilapidated temple for the past few days, and they haven't seen anyone looking for them, I'm afraid they will all ......

Chapter 127 A group of strange old men are hitting their hands, please wait a moment,

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