"Old Wicked? Are you sure you can handle it? Seeing the old fisherman's serious face, Ah Lang looked at the old fisherman with some concern.

"They are all old sinners at the same level as the old man, and the old man is still confident within the three, and it is still a little tricky if the four brothers gather at the same time." The old fisherman fell thoughtfully into the memory.

"Four against one? And what about this Daisen? It should be fine..."Ah Lang picked his nose and glanced at the old fisherman very weakly.

"You? Haha, boy, can you say such shameless words? The old fisherman rolled his eyes rarely.

"Hmph, one day you will comprehend the supreme power of this great immortal!" Ah Lang turned around and walked into the stone house in indignation.

"Alright, let's have a good night's rest, and I'll see you tomorrow!" The old fisherman waved his right hand as he spoke, and the demon beasts immediately passively stuffed back into the stone house.

"Hmph, it's hard to cultivate higher! Isn't it just an old man of the gods? If this king steps on the god level..."The little white pig pursed his lips, and was about to speak rampantly when he suddenly noticed that the old fisherman appeared in the window of the stone house like a ghost.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm sleepy...", glancing at the ghostly figure in the window, the little white pig yawned with a weak face.

"Phew! Shameless stupid pig! The little centipede spat at the little white pig, and sat on the ground and entered a meditative state without waiting for the little white pig to fight back.

"Lord, this dead reptile..."I found that the little centipede with disdain for myself, and the little white pig was about to fight back, but the little centipede entered a state of meditation without distraction, and the little white pig looked at the Lord Ah Lang beside him with a look of resentment.

Glancing at the little white pig, Ah Lang turned his gaze to Yuan Shashan and the six-eared monkey demon Yuan Yuguang at the door. Nodding slightly, Ah Lang closed his eyes and landed cross-legged into a state of meditation.

Seeing Ah Lang and the dragon head little centipede entering a state of meditation one after another, Yuan Shashan nodded lightly to the junior six-eared monkey demon beside him, and then ignored the little white pig with an angry face, and followed Ah Lang into a state of meditation.

Glancing at the lonely and helpless little white pig, the six-eared monkey demon Yuan Yuguang slowly closed his eyes, and then landed on the ground and entered a state of meditation.

"You... Hum... Bah! A group of cold-blooded demons! Seeing that all the creatures in the house were ignoring him, the little white pig was extremely sad. Glancing at Ah Lang who closed his eyes tightly, the little white pig was extremely depressed, and after sighing lightly, he fell into a state of meditation in great decadence.

A night of silence.

The next morning, the warm sun shone into the stone house.

"Wow puppet~It's so comfortable~" Ah Lang was the first to open his eyes, "Get up!" It's all up and the perfect day begins!! ”

Ah Lang screamed and woke up the demons from meditation.

"Oh my God, what a beautiful snowfield!!" The little white pig who was awakened by Ah Lang's voice rushed to the window of the stone house first, and was deeply shocked by the distant scenery after a distant view.

With a squeak, Ah Lang gently opened the door of the stone house. Finding that the fisherman and the old man at the door were dressed in a snow suit, Ah Lang was stunned for a moment, and his heart was filled with inexplicable warmth, "Dead old man, haven't you slept all night..."

Hearing Ah Lang's soft murmur, the fisherman's body shook slightly, and then shook the snow on his body vigorously.

"Come out, such a snowfield is really hard to see, take a good look, I don't know if you and I will be able to see such a beautiful scenery again after today..."The old fisherman murmured.

Hearing the fisherman's old man whispering softly, Ah Lang's heart was inexplicably sad for some reason, "Don't worry, dead old man, this great immortal is very fateful!" Hey? What a beautiful carriage! ”

Rubbing his eyes, Ah Lang looked incredulously at the vast snowfield outside the city.