C1522 The Mysterious Mist(2)

"Water Devil Old Man, what do you mean?"

In the Forest of Divine Ruins, black-clothed beauty's face was gloomy and her brows were tightly knitted. Her pair of limpid eyes were like blades as they coldly stared at gray-clothed elder and questioned him.

On the opposite side, gray-clothed elder's figure was skinny like a bamboo pole. His head of white hair covered his donkey face