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.,In my previous life, I, Qin Lang, could only watch helplessly as Qin Chuan closed his eyes in pain on my father's deathbed. This lifetime, I, Qin Lang, will exhaust every effort to pull you back from the clutches of the King of Hell!,The doctors in this world can't cure this poison. Who is it, and what kind of grudge do they have against their father to inflict such a deadly blow。