Between the two men, their gazes met, was a tea table, upon which sat a hunchbacked man.
"Hey you two, why don't you sit down and have a glass of water?"
The old man looked incredibly powerful, with squinting eyes and a hunched back, making him seem like he was on a completely different level. He spoke very softly, yet his words carried a strange air of authority.
The young master of the Dragon Clan and the young master of the Phoenix Clan stared at the old man, unable to discern his cultivation level at all, but this old man was definitely a ruthless person.
The two young masters wanted to ask the old man who he was, but the old man just smiled and didn't say anything, only offering them water.
The two young masters couldn't withstand his pressure. Looking at the water the old man poured out, they dared not accept it and bowed to take their leave.
"Won't you come in for a drink?"
Suddenly, the old man splashed a glass of water behind him.
It was only then that the young dragon lord and the young phoenix lord noticed that there was actually a girl at the very front of the deck.
She was dressed in very conservative clothes, and she was barefoot. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her flowing dress seemed to be shrouded in an ethereal mist. She was as beautiful as a pure and holy lotus.
Her conservative clothes covered her completely, not even revealing her feet, giving her a graceful and unique charm.
If you look closely from the front, you can see that she is wearing a thin veil.
However, neither of the two young masters noticed when this woman appeared, which suggests that her strength is rather formidable.
The water the old man spilled instantly froze in mid-air, then slowly flowed back into the old man's cup.
The girl didn't turn around. She remained standing in the wind, her face veiled, her expression remarkably calm. She said, "Do you want me to drink the water of the Yellow Springs?"
"Yellow Springs Water, you are the one who crosses the Yellow Springs."
The young master of the Dragon Clan and the young master of the Phoenix Clan were terrified.
Huangquandu is one of the two major criminal gangs in Yunmeng Kingdom.
Yunmeng Kingdom has many criminals, but some powerful individuals have brought them together, gradually forming two major organizations, one of which is Huangquandu.
The other is the Hall of the King of Hell.
Both organizations share a common characteristic: Huangquan Ferry invites the dead to drink Huangquan water before they die as a sign of respect; Yama's Palace is even more outrageous, usually issuing Yama's Notice to announce the time of death and ask the deceased to prepare for it.
This is a large criminal gang in Yunmeng Kingdom, with terrifying power.
This old man was actually from Huangquan Ferry. No wonder his aura was so eerie. The two of them quickly moved away from him.
"Young Master of the Dragon Clan, Young Master of the Phoenix Clan, aren't you going to play the hero and save the beauty?" the old man said slowly.
"Miss, I'm sorry, I wanted to help, but I couldn't." They didn't want to mess with this despicable criminal gang; even if they killed one of them, it would definitely cause them a lot of trouble later.
The old man looked at Li Ming and said, "You just came up here, right? I've never seen you before. You actually have special methods to hide your cultivation level. Which faction are you from?"
Li Ming blinked and said, "Guess?"
"It's fine if you don't sue me, but do you have a problem with me killing her?" The old man squinted, the wound on his brow a shocking sight.
"Hey, old man, stop chatting! Do you think you can kill me?" The girl at the front of the deck still had her back to her, looking completely calm.
"Huangquan Ferry never does anything without being certain," the old man said.
"I know who he is, the scarred man ranked tenth on the Yellow Springs Crossing Assassin List..." The Dragon Clan Holy Son's legs went slightly weak. This was a super criminal.
Their record is quite terrifying.
He once murdered a holy lord of a holy land and several holy sons of the immortal sect.
The young master of Phoenix was also stunned.
"Kill!" The old man stood up.
"Snap." The girl still didn't turn around, but snapped her fingers, and with a snap, more than a dozen supreme experts jumped from the bottom of the ninth floor.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Li Ming yawned, unable to bear watching. It was just a bunch of weaklings fighting each other, what was there to see? He decided to slip away. He thought the tenth floor would be quieter, but it was still noisy.
The old man took action.
Bang!
But with just one strike, all the dozen or so powerful figures who jumped out froze. He punched them one by one, piercing through their bodies. At this moment, the girl at the front of the deck made her move.
She wore a veil, like a ghost, with her hands crossed, and a bronze cauldron descended from the sky.
"A mere trick!" The old man slapped it down. "Crush it!"
result……
With a loud "bang," the bronze cauldron, with its three legs and two handles, slowly began to rotate, unleashing a tremendous force, like a chaotic furnace, which turned the old man's right hand into dust.
The old man was startled.
"Shao Siming, you actually possess a powerful weapon. I miscalculated."
The old man was stunned. In his memory, she did have a bronze cauldron, but that was something her priestess always carried with her; it was a deadly weapon.
The information was wrong. The old man's gaze turned serious. Without further hesitation, he tore through the void and fled.
In the blink of an eye, we are already thousands of miles away.
Shao Siming looked at the old man who was already thousands of miles away and gritted her teeth, saying, "You're lucky you ran fast, but I've already placed my secret technique, the Priest's Incense, on you. You can't escape now."
She needs to treat the wounded first, then she can chase after the old man later.
"It's you! Aren't you Wu Xiao's Right Chancellor, Shao Siming?" Li Ming, who was walking towards the ninth floor, looked at her in surprise, and saw the familiar bronze cauldron.
The bronze cauldron was brought back by Wu Xiao from Xihuang Mountain. Knowing that Shao Siming's job was as a priest, he gave it to her.
Shao Siming looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"Li Ming, do you remember?"
"I don't know him..." Shao Siming's mind wasn't on that; she began treating the wounded, her eyes fixed on the old man. He had run incredibly fast, covering another 100,000 miles, when suddenly, as if remembering something, she gasped and said:
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