The autumn wind wandered on Si'antang Street, and there was no one on Tang Street, only the sad singing was drifting away, making the wind sobbing and choking.

Strange corpses, human corpses, and many different types of withered lotuses and complicated materials gradually melted under the boiling water, making the pond water a strange mixture of jet black, forest white, and blood red.

This is like using a casserole to boil medicine for a long time, and the smell of medicine is unpleasant.

The water level is still transpiring and sinking, and with the sinking, it can be seen that the Seven Lotus Pond as a whole is cone-shaped, so that everything on the water surface drifts away from Area A to the most central area of the Lotus Pond.

The speed of sinking is very fast, and the sadness of the song that has nowhere to say is getting heavier and heavier, and there are faint signs of spreading beyond the lotus pond.

There were four figures suspended in the four corners above the area, one eight feet tall, one as short as a dog, one like a ball, and one black figure that could not be seen clearly.

Except for some very special monsters who escaped in advance, they are the last four monsters to survive in Seven Lotus Pond at the moment.

Unaffected by the bleak singing, they stood guard at the four corners, silently watching the whirlpool formed in the desolate area, into which everything on the surface of the water was sucked in.

Their master is absorbing these things, and when there is not a drop of water left, it will be when their master wakes up.

"I'm late. An old sigh came from Tang Street on the west bank.

The sigh was able to penetrate the song and reach the district, which made the faces of the four powerful monsters change slightly.

The strange men stationed in the three directions of the southeast and north immediately floated to the west, and the four strange men standing together looked at the direction of Tang Street on the west bank.

A tall figure with some staggering stumbles slowly out of the white mist.

There was no water on the surface of the water for a long time, and the old man in a gray robe was suspended in the air, with an untrimmed and messy white beard, but his hair was meticulously tied into a small bun.

But there was a lock of hair hanging down in front of his right forehead, which just happened to cover his right eye.

"I'm late. The old man looked down at the black, white, and red pond at his feet, and sighed again.

The four monsters stared at the old man coldly, and did not rush to make a move.

Those who can move forward and come here unaffected by the bleak song of the master will definitely not be ordinary people.

In this situation, the longer it drags on, the better, as long as this human powerhouse does not disturb the awakening of the master, there is no need for them to make a move.

Is it just possible?

The four monsters didn't think that the old man would watch his master wake up and do nothing, the four of them were ready for battle.

To their surprise, the old man didn't make a move, just silently looked down at the bottom of the pond, and the old man's eyes never fell on the four of them.

It's as if the four of them don't exist.

This made the four of them even more suspicious.

The underwater whirlpool is getting faster and faster, and the direct pond water is completely absorbed, and the swirling pond bottom silt can be seen.

Looking at the black mud stirring under dozens of feet, the four monsters showed joy, and the master finished absorbing and was about to wake up.

Although I don't understand why the old man didn't make a move, when the master wakes up, there is only one fate for the old man, and that is death!

The silt at the bottom of the pond stopped spinning under the watchful eyes of one person and four strange creatures, and a blood-colored bone claw stretched out of the silt, and then a blood-red skull appeared, neither the blood-colored bone claw nor the skull were stained with a trace of sludge.

The skull was slightly raised, and a blood-red light condensed in the hollow eye sockets, condensing into flesh and blood like a human.

It saw the old man floating in the air, but its eyes remained calm.

It floated up from the mud, a humanoid skeleton a foot tall with blood red all over its body, and circles of blood appeared on its bones, and it slowly floated into the air.

The air became hot because of its appearance.

It didn't hover until it was standing at the same height as the old man, and its flesh eyes looked around.

The bleak song emanated from the bones, but soon it stopped.

The four monsters bowed their heads and bowed to their masters.

The old man in the gray robe had not taken his eyes off the red bone skeleton since it appeared.

The red bone skeleton looked at the old man indifferently, its mouth closed one by one, and a mournful female voice came out: "Aren't you my opponent, who came to send you to death?"

"As long as you don't want to die, then I won't die. The old man kept his calm expression and said.

"I remember, you were a disciple who followed that old scholar back then. The red-boned skeleton was silent for a moment.

"I didn't expect you to remember me. The old man laughed, he was afraid that the red bone skeleton had slept for too long and forgot about him, then he was afraid that he would have to die.

Because the Red Bone Skull is stating a fact, he is no match for this strange man.

"Isn't the old scholar dead?" asked the Red Bone Skull.

"The teacher is in good health, eats well and sleeps sweetly. The old man said with a solemn face.

"In that case, why didn't he come?" the red bone skeleton mourned, its voice grimacing, but the words were full of temptation.

If it was confirmed that the old book was alive and dead, it would be able to let go and kill the human who dared to appear in front of it.

"The teacher thought that Mr. Red Bone would no longer be willing to fall asleep, and would rather spend his time reading a book than go for nothing, but asked me to come and talk to Mr. Red Bone first. The old man said indifferently.

At the mention of sleep, the pupils of the red bone skeleton contracted, and it looked at the old man resentfully, "If I can't get out of here, even if I wake up and inevitably go out here every once in a while, you dare to come and talk to me?"

The old man said: "If it weren't for this, I really wouldn't dare to come over, I just came here on behalf of the teacher to tell Mr. Red Bone that he hopes that Mr. Red Bone will be more restrained and not do anything to slaughter the human race, otherwise he will have to make a hard trip to come here." ”

"It's not good for Mr. Red Bone or for us, I wonder if Mr. Red Bone agrees?"

The red bone skeleton didn't rush to answer, it just looked at the old man coldly: "What dynasty is it now?"

"Naturally, it is still the prosperous Wei Dynasty. The old man had expected the Red Bone Skeleton to ask such a question, and he replied calmly.

As long as the Wei Dynasty does not fall and strong people like the teacher are still there, this powerful monster will not dare to slaughter the ground easily.

The fleshy eyes of the red bone skeleton shrank again, revealing a look of jealousy, "Is it still the Wei Dynasty......?"

"If Mr. Red Bone suspects me of lying, just check it out. The old man laughed.

There was no need for him to lie about this kind of thing, and the Red Bone Skull knew in his heart, and it said coldly, "You can go." ”

The old man smiled slightly, arched his hand towards the red bone skull, and headed west.

。 Sogou