"Tian Dao! Tianhao!" Xu Yuanchen's eyes blurred again, and tears poured out from his cheeks.

A drop of warm tears fell and fell into the cold Forgetful River.

A ferocious white-skinned fish spread its sharp fangs.

Puff!

The fangs pierced into the thick leather armor of the dead crystal lizard, and then the white-skinned fish opened its mouth like lightning, blending into one with the clear river water again.

The white-skinned ghost in the Forgetful River is ultimately a fish demon, and it does not eat corrupt meat full of viciousness.

Waves suddenly surged in the calm Forgetful River, and waves that rose out of thin air rushed towards the back of the dead crystal lizard layer by layer.

This is not waves!

It is a white-skinned ghost that turns into water.

As long as the water is touched by the body, the white-skinned ghost will appear and bite him.

Bang!

The waves of the Forgetful River swept through the dead crystal lizard from behind.

The Dead Crystal Lizard closed its mouth and avoided the murderous waves.

At the critical moment, Xu Yuanchen used the Yin Qi that had just absorbed from the Yin stone to perform a light body technique, stepped on the lizard's back and jumped high, avoided the waves, and then slowly fell down, and his toes just stepped on the high head of the dead crystal lizard.

Crash...

The calm and unwavering water of the Wangchuan River surged again. This time the waves surrounded from four directions, and there were waves after the waves. This was not a white-skinned fish interested in Xuyouchen, but a group of them.

At the moment when the waves were coming, Xu Yuanchen jumped up again. She glided gracefully in the air, crossed more than tens of meters, and landed directly on the other side of the Wangchuan River. She rolled among the flowers on the other side of the river and finally got up.

"Tiandao, Tianhao... I'm sorry to you, I shouldn't have asked you to send me back!"

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

The tears streamed down his face and kept kowtowing to the other side.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

The beautiful forehead was covered with blood.

With a rush.

A dead crystal lizard more than three meters long also swam on the shore from the Wangchuan River and lay among the bright red flowers on the other side.

The dead crystal lizard opened its mouth wide, and a bald boy crawled out of the lizard's mouth, showing a smile that had survived the disaster.

"Sister... don't do this." Wang Butu advised unbearably.

Suddenly.

Hulalalala...

It was raining in the cave.

"Sister... I can't bring my dead crystal lizard into the city. I'll help you back." Wang Butu said kindly.

"Thank you." Xu Yuanchen thanked sincerely.

...

Businesswoman City.

Outer city.

Zhu Zishan looked up unexpectedly.

It really rained in the cave in the underground abyss. Naturally, there were no clouds in the cave, but there were stalactites one by one above the dome. The dense stalactites hung upside down, and rain dripped under the cave...

Maybe it was raining on the ground at this moment. Before the rain could be discharged through the river, it soaked into the ground and fell down along the stalactites.

The water droplets dripping from the dome stalactites are getting denser, and the drizzling rain tends to be on a large scale.

Zhu Zishan took out an oil-paper umbrella from the storage bag.

Oil paper umbrellas are almost unheard of in this underground world where plants lack growth.

Fengdu City has abundant resources and can make oil paper umbrellas, but it never rains in Fengdu City; although it rains in Shangnu City, there is no material to make oil paper umbrellas.

Therefore, the oil-paper umbrella, a common thing on the ground, does not exist in the underground world.

The monks' gates of Shangnv City hid in the cave one after another, and streams of water shot out from the cave.

The monks living here use magic to discharge excess rainwater, while the rest of the rainwater is left in the cave and stored for drinking in the future.

The Forget River has no source and no end.

When Zhu Zishan just heard this sentence, he didn't understand it very much.

I don’t know the end, maybe because I explored the end of the Wangchuan River, and there was no supply along the way, no one pursued the end.

But there is no source... It was not until this moment that Zhu Zishan was a little clear.

The rain in the cave is the source of the Wangchuan River.

Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...

The silent secret ear technique filtered the drizzle of rain, allowing Zhu Zishan to clearly hear the whistle of the wind.

This is the sound of the dragon wings swaying.

Littlely lifting the oil paper umbrella, Zhu Zishan looked in the direction where the sound came. On the other side of the Forget River, in the dark darkness, a black flying dragon appeared and appeared faintly...

It seemed as if I felt Zhu Zishan's gaze. After the flying dragon showed its scales and claws, it completely disappeared into the darkness.

How could there be an abyss demon dragon here!?

Zhu Zishan walked towards the Forget River with an oil-paper umbrella.

Walk halfway.

A woman with blood on her forehead was supported by a bald boy and walked towards the city.

This woman is actually her!

It turns out that she is still alive...

The delicate clouds are tricked, the flying stars are circulating, and the silver man is far away from each other. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.

"Sister, be careful, the water here is getting bigger and bigger," said Wang Butu.

Wang Butu was not familiar with the terrain, and the raucous rain gathered into a stream, flowing towards Wang Butu and Xu Yuanchen.

The flowing water formed a stream under the feet of the two. Unaware of it, they continued to stagger towards the Shangnu City

Suddenly.

A tall and majestic man stood in front of two people.

Xu Wanchen looked up.

She didn't know the man in front of her, but she felt inexplicably familiar.

The man smiled slightly at Xu Yuanchen as if he was very familiar with her.

Then the tall man stepped forward and blocked the water from her head with the umbrella in his hand.

"Thank you very much." Xu Yuanchen nodded and thanked him, looking polite and distant.

Suddenly.

Xu Wanchen turned around and looked.

I don’t know when the water falling under my feet had already gathered into a stream, and the stream flowed to the Wangchuan River.

A strange wave surged along the stream from the Forgetful River.

The white-skinned ghost in the Forgetful River!

The fish was attracted by the bloody smell on its forehead.

At this time, Xu Yuanchen was not only wet, but also cold inside. On this rainy day, even if she could jump into the air, she might not be able to block the white-skinned ghost's water escape technique.

"Please take this umbrella, you can go first." The tall man pushed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Xu Yuanchen without saying a word, and then stepped out and blocked Xu Yuanchen's back.

"Thank you, Young Master." Xu Yuanchen held the oil-paper umbrella and quickly left with the help of Wang Butu.

Zhu Zishan looked at the waves that were coming contemptuously, and raised his leg and kicked it.

A burst of energy rushed straight into the surfing flowers.

The waves burst into pieces in the air and turned into water droplets all over the sky.

The water escape technique is indeed a bit mysterious.

A strange fish suddenly appeared in the stream at the foot of Zhuzi Mountain.

He bit Zhu Zishan's ankle.

Bang!

The white-skinned ghost did bit Zhu Zishan, but unfortunately the fish demon's sharp fangs did not do anything to Zhu Zishan's thick-skinned magical powers.

The strange fish was kicked away by Zhu Zisha the moment it appeared, and swallowed in the air. After landing, it was already exhausted.
Chapter completed!