Smiling proud dead lake

"Yang Guo? Why didn't you have a broken arm? Why is your hand intact? And where is your divine sculpture?" Hearing the other party's name, the black-robed man was also startled, and then looked at the black-robed old man and asked suspiciously. road.

The indifferent black-robed old man was slightly angry when he heard the other party mention the broken arm, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful. After all, the other party's cultivation base was unfathomable, and such an old monster with a high cultivation base usually had a very bad temper. It's weird, if you offend the other party, it won't do you any good.

Hearing that the young man called him by his title, the old man in blue just blinked his eyes a few times. If it was in the past, if someone dared to say that, he would definitely make the other party overwhelmed, but now it is different. The most important one is a person whose cultivation level is far higher than his, and he also has a helper with his cultivation level at his side.

The old man in the green shirt pretended to be fine and said with a chuckle: "Haha! I never thought that the senior would have heard of the name of the little old man. It really surprised the junior."

"Hehe, I always speak directly. If there is something offending, I hope you don't take it to heart." Consciously speaking too much, the young man apologized slightly.

He frowned, and immediately his face became serious. The young man hurriedly said: "Everyone still has important things to do, next time we meet by chance, we are chatting." Without waiting for any reaction from the few people, he hurriedly turned to the man in black As soon as he waved his hand, it turned into two rays of light and rushed towards the sky.

"Uh... this temper is weirder than mine, so I just leave." The old man in green shirt who had just reacted looked at the two rays of light that were far away.

"Looking at it like this, it seems that there is something urgent to do." The old lady in purple robe said in a charming voice.

"Hey! Yang Guo, I think this senior looks a bit like you when you were young." Looking at the indifferent old man in black robe, the old man in green shirt smiled.

"These two are really too strong. You didn't realize just now that the young man gave me a breath, and I couldn't breathe." With an indifferent tone, he looked coldly at the two rays of light that were about to disappear. , the black-robed old man said indifferently.

"Huh? I don't know where such a strong person came from, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we may still ascend." The old man in white shirt who was a little honest but kept silent said.

"Sister! I don't think so. This senior may not help us. No one would do thankless things." Looking at the white-clothed old man, the purple-robed old lady whispered with affection in her eyes.

"Not necessarily, we still have a hundred years to go. During this time, we will try our best to help seniors accomplish what they want to do, but we must help secretly. When we meet next time, we will bring this up. As for whether to help or not, it is up to him." Let him owe us a favor first." Shaking his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the old man in green robe said thoughtfully.

After hearing what the old man in green shirt said, several people nodded their heads, thinking that what he said made sense, and after talking a few words, they also disappeared into the distance with a ray of light.

At this time, Dongfang Bai, who was still attached to the corpse in the gravel by the lake, murmured and cried in a daze. The man in white robe standing beside him sighed, shook his head, walked over, and patted her on the shoulder. Said: "Okay, don't be sad, even if you are sad, he will not survive, we should send him back to the capital, after all, he is the prince of the dynasty, we can't let him be buried here at will. "