The sky is dark, the sun is going west, the moon is rising in the east, the silver moonlight spreads all over the earth, printed in the turquoise lake, as if sprinkled with a layer of mysterious flavoring, the lake does not have any waves, has the world changed?

A huge crack in the sky, a huge eye flashed, and then the crack slowly healed, and at the same time, a huge whirlpool formed in the center of the lake, and the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, knowing that it finally covered the entire arc, and seven streams of water gushed out around the center of the lake, flying towards the rift.

And the lake is decreasing at a visible rate, slowly, a huge head is exposed, it is the turtle that ran away before, and the turtle at this time is not as sharp and terrifying as before, now the turtle is the only feeling that is miserable, if the miserable is not enough, it is miserable, the head seems to have been blown up, a steady stream of thick green liquid, behind the proud "protection" (turtle shell), has been full of cracks, dense like a spider web.

The healing of the crack stopped, the whirlpool in the lake also stopped rotating, and the seven water columns were also stuck in mid-air as if time had stopped, and faintly, a powerful black shadow could be seen in the crack slowly approaching, slowly, getting closer and closer, almost there, slowly ······

"Aha, I'm lucky to see what I found. A cynical voice sounded inappropriately, followed by a surge in the grass by the lake, and then a figure slowly appeared.

Without the slightest precaution, the lake instantly returned to calm, and the water columns and cracks in mid-air all disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed, and the dying giant tortoise turned its large, tattered head towards the figure.

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness and exposed himself to the moonlight, the demonstrator man was more handsome, with short silver-white hair that looked particularly eye-catching, but his eyes were full of sadness, and with the scum on his face, he looked a little decadent.

The two dark green flames in the eyes of the giant turtle kept beating, looking at the man motionlessly, no, not so much looking at the man as looking at the knife in the man's hand, the white handle was wrapped in a layer of white bandage, the sharp blade was shining in the moonlight, the evil aura that was revealed intentionally or unintentionally proved that there were not a few souls who died under this knife, and the most concerned thing was a white tiger carved on the knife, with a huge tiger's mouth, and the body was in a fluttering posture, as if it was preying on prey, as if it was real, lifelike on the blade。

The man looked at the giant turtle with a knife in one hand and said, "Hey, big king, have you ever seen someone who killed my third sister?"

The giant tortoise still stood motionless, the two dark green flames in his eyes beating without emotion, and the man sighed in disappointment: "Well, a beast like you won't ask anything." Then he paused, his eyes showed a sadness, he trembled slightly and took a fiery red bird-shaped mask from his arms, lowered his head and kissed it gently, and then put it in his arms again, smiled miserably, pointed at the giant turtle with desperate eyes, and muttered to himself: "Third sister, look, such a big turtle, have you seen it." As he spoke, the man stuck the knife in his hand into the ground, stretched his arms and drew a circle: "It's so big, look at ······."

Rumble!!!

A huge water ball smashed on the man, and a big pit appeared on the ground in an instant, but the man was long gone, the giant tortoise stared at the big pit on the ground, stunned for a while, and then quickly turned his head, and what caught his eye was the white figure, holding a knife in his hand, with a silver-white mask on his face, the mask seemed to be a tiger head, grinning at the giant tortoise, the eyes of the 'white tiger' were full of murderous aura, and the blade in his hand faintly came out with a few tiger roars.

"Hahahaha..." The white tiger smiled madly, holding the knife in his hand and slashing wildly at the already bloody head of the giant tortoise, as if crazy: "Look at you, dying beast, hahahaha... Die!"

In the silence of the night, streams of thick green liquid splashed everywhere, there was no howl, no screaming, just the crazy laughter of a man, and the sound of blades slashing on flesh!