"Tick-tock."
The rain hit onto the straw hat and seeped through the hole, trickling down the withered face of the Elder who raised his eye. It slid over the raincoat and dripped into the leaky-toed shoes.
"Ta, Ta, Ta..."
The old man said nothing.
But one step at a time, without hesitating for even half a minute, continue to walk forward dauntlessly.
Yu Lingdi frowned and thought hard.
This person was obviously not from the Holy Divine Palace.
However, Yu Lingdi had never seen such a person among the Saint Servants since he came down from the White Cave.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Yu Lingdi's pupils constricted. He remembered.
At that time, Xiao Shi Tan Ji, who had just come out from the Lijian Grassland, seemed to be wearing this face!
"Who are you?"
Yu Lingdi carried the man on his shoulder and took a step back. He already had an ominous guess in his heart.
But...
How could it be?