The mention of this name hit Xiao Ruo like a bolt of lightning, freezing him in place, as countless images suddenly flooded his mind. A person standing proudly in the sky, yet such a proud person was also lost in the catastrophe.
Seeing Xiao Ruo like this, Long Feiyun couldn't help but whistle, then in a cool tone said, "Remember now?" He didn't know how much Xiao Ruo had recalled, but from the look of shock on his face, Long Feiyun could tell that Xiao Ruo had indeed remembered things from before.
Xiao Ruo didn't respond to Long Feiyun's words; he hadn't even heard them. He just stood there rigidly, his face expressionless, while his mind was bombarded with various images like a storm. How long it was, no one knew, but to Xiao Ruo, it felt like an incredibly long period had passed before he slowly blinked, his eyes full of bewilderment, and his gaze turned unfamiliar, with the original Red Light covering his pupils completely retreating.
"Who am I?"
