I am a living immortal.

What's worse is that because the two of them had been away for too long, two more people from the tribe came looking for them.

The four of them were tense and didn't dare to breathe.

The strange man, covered in blood, looked at the four people, and the scene fell into silence for a while.

"Forget it! You guys go." The weirdo waved his hands. He was just acting subconsciously because he was bloodthirsty. It was not his style to make trouble for a few harmless humans. He suppressed the bloody smell on his body, turned around and wanted to leave.

Just as the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, the strange man took two steps and then stopped again. He stood still, looking up at the sky with a frown on his face: "It really is wave after wave!!!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the sky angrily.

However, after a while, he slowly fell to the ground with a grim expression.

On the other side, the four of them met up and briefly explained the situation. Since leaving the settlement, they encountered strange things one after another along the way, and that weirdo was obviously not a good person.

Fortunately, we were safe and sound and collected enough water, so the road ahead should be easier to walk on.

The few people didn't hear clearly what the strange man said. They only saw the strange man flying away into the sky. Just as they took a few steps, they heard the sound of him landing on the ground.

They were so frightened that they stopped walking and prayed in their hearts that nothing else would happen.

However, things don't seem to be going as planned.

Qing Ling, the weirdo, came back again not because of his own will, but because he was forced to do so. This time he met no soft persimmon, but now he became the persimmon, so his face looked very ugly.

I saw several figures walking in the air, with white cloaks covering their whole bodies, leaving only golden eyes exposed. Their gazes fell on Qing Ling, which was very oppressive.

"Who are you?"

"Water Tribe?" An indifferent voice came from under the cloak of one of the three people who came in the air, and he did not intend to answer.

"Are you deaf? Can't you hear others talking?" Qing Ling said speechlessly.

"False words."

"I'm telling you, what can you do to me!" Qing Ling got angry and started to act recklessly.

But the consequences were also disastrous. The white-robed man in the middle raised his hand, and the sand turned into a pair of giant hands that instantly trapped Qing Ling. Just when Qing Ling wanted to resist, he found that the sand had been soaked in water and became extremely solid. He could not break free with his current strength.

It’s all because of that damn dragon, otherwise he wouldn’t be so passive now.

However, this move also allowed Qing Ling to see the other party's identity, and she was quite surprised: "Are you also from the Water Tribe?"

"So what?" another person answered.

Even though she was restricted by others, Qing Ling did not change her temper and retorted: "Now that I am not deaf anymore and can hear me, what on earth do you want to do? If you have the guts, wait until grandpa recovers from his injury and then we can have a real fight... wuwuwu..."

"Noisy."

Sand spread and covered his mouth.

The three of them grabbed Qing Ling and were about to leave. Meanwhile, Gu Sha looked at the crescent moon mark on their cloaks and felt it looked more and more familiar. She subconsciously said, "Um...wait..."

The three of them paused as they left and turned to look at the group of humans. Their gaze fell on Gusha who was speaking, making her feel a tremendous amount of pressure.

The young man was startled by Gusha's words at this time. The other party obviously had no intention of paying attention to them. It was unwise to call her at this time.

Gusha also realized her unwise behavior. In such an unclear situation, calling out to the other party without authorization was unwise no matter how you looked at it. However, the words had already been spoken, and the other party had turned around. She could only withstand the tremendous pressure and pull out a piece of paper from under her cloak and ask, "Excuse me, is this yours?"

The symbol engraved on this piece of paper is exactly the same as the one on the cloaked men's cloaks.

The cloaked man did not answer. With a wave of his hand, the paper flew from Gusha's hand to the front of the cloaked man.

Then a flash of inspiration appeared on the paper, and the half-moon symbol actually emitted a bright light.

"Yes... May I ask what you want?" The three were also quite surprised. They didn't expect that after so many years, these papers had not been recovered.

"Request?" Gusha was puzzled.

"Yes, any request, wealth, health, or an oasis." The cloaked man seemed to see through Gusha's thoughts and explained them one by one.

When the word Oasis appeared, everyone present couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Gusha was about to speak when she was stopped by the young man.

"Respected sir, I dare to ask you just because of a piece of paper." Although the temptation of Green Oasis was great, the other party said it too easily, which greatly reduced the authenticity of the words.

Hearing the young man's question.

The cloaked figure seemed to appreciate the young man's attitude and caution, explaining for the first time, "This isn't just a piece of paper; it's a receipt and a reward. Don't worry, though. If we wanted to, you wouldn't be able to stand before us and talk to us right now. Killing you would be easy and effortless. Besides, there's nothing on you worth our attention. So, state your plea, and we at Mirage will honor it. This is the rule of that One."

A mirage? Isn't that a legend? A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"I beg you to grant me an oasis." The young man immediately knelt down and begged.

But the cloaked man did not agree but looked at Gusha.

"Your request is."

Gusha immediately realized what was happening. The decision was hers, so she didn't hesitate at all: "I beg you to grant me an oasis."

"As you wish." said the cloaked man.

"In that case, let's come together." With a wave of his hand, several people floated up into the air.

"Sir, there is more..."

"I know." The cloaked man nodded.

A few hundred meters away, the entire tribe that Gusha belonged to floated up, including the camels. Seeing that the four people seemed to be in trouble, these people rushed over.

However, halfway through the walk, he stepped into the air and floated up.

Screams rang out one after another, and the three cloaked men led Qing Ling and the twenty or thirty people from the small tribe disappeared on the spot.

What is meant by "after dark clouds come brighter", this is it. Among the group, Gu Sha fell into deep thought, wondering what her husband had done to deserve such a reward, and whether her husband's disappearance was related to this. These questions kept lingering in her mind.

As for the others, after the initial panic, they were surprised. They looked at the cloaked man who was flying with them, with admiration in their eyes, which was human nature.

As they flew, the feeling of longing in Qing Ling's heart became stronger and stronger. Could it be that this group of people were the aquatic creatures in the water vein that appeared out of nowhere? He didn't know, but it was very likely that was the case.

The flight was very fast, the scene around them was rapidly receding, and the desert was moving away. When Qing Ling's inner desire reached its peak, the group crashed into a ripple and the surrounding environment changed drastically.