As a doctor, Yingluo

In the empty bathroom.

The faint sound of waves could be heard.

A middle-aged scholar in a white robe and a crown sat at the side of the table, upright and still.

His eyes were on the sea Map on the wall, in which seagulls were dancing and waves were surging.

There was no need to mention this person's identity. He was one of the five Shakyamuni of the demonic sect, the extremely mysterious Lord vast sea.

There was an old legend that as long as you found Lord Cang hai, there was nothing you couldn't buy. Unless you can't afford it.

On the other side of his table was an old man in a torn jacket.

That's right, that soul Gu master from that day.

It seemed that they had not become enemies, but friends.

But Lord vast sea was not facing a soul Gu master.

At this moment.

In front of him, there was a moon in the picture of waves.

"How is it?" He asked.

Ripples appeared on the moon, and an elegant voice was heard.