Qin Lang was baffled. He realized he had been reduced to his original form, yet he hadn't expected to be transported back to his youthful self nine hundred years ago.,"Qin Lang, what are you looking at Have you gone senile from being locked up in prison for the past two years",Qin Chuan strained his neck to turn, opened his mouth, but could only gasp out Qin Lang's name before gasping for breath and feeling his eyelids growing heavy, as if he were about to faint.。