He Lingchuan saw the turbid waves filling the sky mercilessly devouring the desperate humans in front of him, and then, it was his turn!
The peak of the wave was three feet high, and it hit him head and head.
At this time, the Green Mottled Beast was still fourteen to five feet away from the safety of Gaoyan.
The distance that I could usually reach by lifting my legs twice now seemed out of reach.
What should I do? I can’t get through it.
As soon as He Chunhua regained consciousness, he sat up in fright: "Ah...?"
Why did you fall into the river as soon as you opened your eyes?
He Lingchuan was already suspicious that he was not dead, so when he saw this, he said: "Dad, stand still!"
As expected, this old man has a way to save his life.
He Lingchuan stuffed something into his belt.
Stand firm?
He Chunhua was so frightened by the torrent of water that his back was stiff, and when he heard this sentence, he was subconsciously puzzled.
The next second, He Lingchuan grabbed his shoulder and threw him towards the protruding high rock, like throwing a sandbag.
He was extremely powerful, and he used all his strength. He Chunhua was flying in the clouds and mist in mid-air. When he turned around, he saw a huge wave crashing down on him. The eldest son and his horse were swept in, and there was no trace of him again.
"Chuan'er!" He Chunhua was filled with grief.
That was his son, a child he had known since childhood and spent thousands of days and nights with!
Just as he was about two feet away from the ground, there was a sudden scream above his head, and a strange bird pounced down from mid-air. Its claws were like hooks, grabbing him tightly.
Dong Rui!
This guy disappeared after being defeated by He Lingchuan last time. It turned out that he was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.
His method of dealing with He Chunhua was also very simple, just throw him back into the flood.
So the strange bird spun around in mid-air, trying to throw He Chunhua down. But he was not stupid either. He grabbed the claw of the strange bird with one hand, grabbed the scabbard with the other, and patted the bird's neck.
If you shoot in the right direction, the strange bird may fly back to land.
How could Dong Rui make him get what he wanted? He would throw a spell at him just by chanting a short formula.
However, at this moment, in front of He Chunhua, under the claws of the strange bird, a figure suddenly appeared out of the sky.
As soon as the man appeared, he fell down. Fortunately, he was obedient and grabbed He Chunhua's legs, and then further grabbed the other paw of the strange bird.
There was water on his armor, mud on his face, and branches in his hair.
But that face was all too familiar to He Chunhua:
"Chuan'er!"
He was overjoyed.
The strange bird sank suddenly, Dong Rui leaned forward, and the magic formula he had pinched fell apart.
Chapter completed!