"Tick tock tick."

The rain hit the straw hat, seeping in through the holes, dripping down the old man's withered face as he raised his eyes, sliding over the raincoat, and dripping into the broken shoes with leaky toes.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

The old man was silent.

But he took one step at a time, without even stopping for a moment, and continued to move forward as if he was not afraid of death.

Yu Lingdi frowned and thought hard.

This person is obviously not from the Holy Temple.

But the raindrops from his Yuling Spirit, from the white cave to this moment, seemed to have never seen such a figure among the saint slaves.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Yu Lingdi's pupils shrank, and he remembered.

At that time, Xiaoshi Tanji, who was about to burst out of the Lijian Grassland, seemed to be attracted by this face!

"Who are you?"

Yu Lingdi took a step back with the man on his shoulders, already having ominous speculations in his mind.

but……

How can it be?

How could that guy appear here?

Shouldn't he have been seriously injured and defeated after the battle in Qinglong County, and now he is in a state of being unable to participate in the war?

The old man in the straw hat walked slowly and slowly, then suddenly raised the straw hat and smiled.

That smile was like an evil ghost spreading its fangs, so penetrating.

"You don't know me?"

Still ten steps away from Yu Lingdi, the old man stopped, his eyes suddenly widened, his head tilted, he held a straw hat and said sarcastically:

"I don't know you, so what are you doing here?"

"Paddle the water, fish?"

"Or..."

The old man lingered, his eyes fell on the young man on the shoulder of the person in front of him, and his face twitched, "Just for him? That's it?"

Yu Lingdi's waist and abdomen tightened, and his whole body felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he was extremely frightened.

He subconsciously took a step back, still not trusting his own judgment.

"Who are you?"

With a loud shout, the rain in the sky became heavier.

The heavy raindrops rolled up into a ball halfway and turned into rain stones.

"Bang bang bang..."

The mountain road was damaged by heavy water.

The surface of the bare mountain that had been burnt by the white flames instantly became covered with turtle marks.

The old man in a straw hat stood in the rain.

The man was clearly right in front of him, but the heavy water seemed to hit the air, passing through his body without even causing any damage.

Yu Lingdi became even more panicked.

Kill the way!

The starting point is cutting the path, but the upper limit is unknown.

If he is really the person he expected, then his strength...has been restored?

"Why do you always ask for your name?"

The old man Caoli scoffed, raised his eyelids, and replied expressionlessly: "Sang Qiye."

"laugh!"

A final sound.

For several miles around, the water between heaven and earth was evaporated.

The dark clouds in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the rain and fog cleared away, revealing the blue sky again.

Fei Ruo, who fell in mid-air and had not yet hit the ground, was like a heavy water, and she died halfway.

The clouds disappear and the rain falls, and the sun shines in the sky.

Yu Lingdi's eyes were hurt by the sudden light.

Before he could react to the other party's reply, he felt a heavy amount of mist steaming out of him, and the spiritual energy in his body was being consumed crazily.

"what's the situation?"

He raised his head.

The dazzling light almost blinded Yu Lingdi.

He was shocked.

I saw that the sky above the sky was covered with dark clouds just a second ago.

At this moment, it was really replaced by Yaoyang.

White sun!

It's not the one hanging in the clouds, out of reach.

Instead, it was just hanging in the air, its entire body blazing white, like a new round of shining sun that was within reach.

"day!"

Yu Lingdi's heart suddenly beat wildly.

He panicked.

What kind of means is this.

He could feel the energy from the blazing white sun, which was no less than that of the real sun.

Yu Lingdi actually doesn't know what kind of energy the real taiwan body is.

But he knew that if this scorching white sun fell, even if Yu Lingdi mastered the secret of water, it would be difficult to compete with it.

"Sang Qiye?"

Zhonghui lowered his head and looked at the old man in front of him. Yu Lingdi could not tell the purpose of the person in front of him at all: "I have never heard of this name, and I don't know what you want to do?"

"Ignorant."

The seven-leaf mulberry tree is Sang Lao.

Mr. Sang snorted first and sneered.

Then he suppressed Cao Li, as if he didn't even bother to look at the other person, and his voice was full of memories:

"But come to think of it, when I was all-powerful in the Central Territory, your kid was spitting out milk foam in his infancy!"

"You can be forgiven for not knowing your real name."

After a pause, he continued: "But the people in the Holy Temple... the Holy Slave, Wuxiu, must have heard of it, right?"

"Are you sleeveless?"

When Yu Lingdi raised his voice, he subconsciously raised his heels, but he pushed them down, and his slightly backward body was pulled back.

Stopping his desire to retreat, he shook his head and said, "You are not sleeveless."

"Um."

Mr. Sang nodded: "The real second-in-command of Saint Slave is Wu Xiu. He should have been seriously injured and defeated in the battle with Wu Yue Old Dog. He should be still recovering from his injuries at this moment. He cannot appear here, right?"

Yu Lingdi looked startled.

This is indeed what he thinks in his heart.

But what did the old man mean when he said it?

Mr. Sang continued: "Furthermore, even if he appeared, with that guy's seemingly worthy of the throne and barely capable of killing Dao, how could he give you such a great sense of oppression that you wouldn't even be able to resist, right?"

?”

"..."

Yu Lingdi's forehead throbbed with veins.

Not to mention, this is also true!

He simply couldn't imagine, this is sleeveless?
To be continued...