The mountain torrents that were dozens of feet high covered them with the rumbling sound. A lightning flashed through the dark night and spread the surging momentum of the mountain torrent in front of them. In the face of powerful natural disasters, their power seemed so small. Just when they thought they would die and were in despair, they heard the shouts of the little monk containing the breath of spiritual power and entering their ears.

"Come up!"

They ran and looked at the sound of the wind and rain. When they saw the little monk who had snatched the child and ran away, he hugged the child and flew over from the air on a big round bamboo.

At that moment, they were shocked and were even more surprised. The excitement of a trace of vitality could not be expressed in words.

"Walk!"

The middle-aged man held the two people beside him in one hand, and his spiritual power was used to breathe, and he jumped up and sat on the round bamboo. The young man and the young woman hugged the round bamboo tightly after sitting down, for fear of falling.

Because they jumped up, Yuanzhu shook for a while and then quickly flew to a high place. The few people who were able to escape looked at the position they were standing below being swallowed by a mountain torrent. The trees rushing up behind him hit the scene. They couldn't help but feel scared. Even if they escaped, their bodies were still trembling slightly.

"Help...help...ah!"

A cry of help came from the mountain torrent. They looked down and saw that in the mountain torrent, the man in brocade clothes stretched out his hands and raised his head to ask for help. However, the next moment, a big tree that came with the surging mountain torrent that poured down suddenly hit the mountain torrent, directly crashing the man in brocade clothes into the mountain torrent, and was stabbed to death by the rocks and branches inside the mountain torrent.

Seeing the mountain torrent ferociously and ruthlessly devouring life, the three middle-aged men only felt a chill behind their backs. If it weren't for the little monk who saved them just now, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to escape the fate of death.

In the wind and rain, Tang Ning didn't dare to stay in the air because Qingzhu could fly with them, but she helped her with spiritual power. Even so, I'm afraid it won't last long. At the moment, it's urgent to find a safe place to leave.

"You have to help you." Tang Ning said, and when they saw them holding Yuanzhu tightly, they found a higher safe place to fly.

The mountain torrents covered a wide area. They braved the wind and rain and searched in the sky for a while before they found a higher flat ground. Round bamboos flew down. When they put them down, the three of them fell to the ground.

They looked at the mountain torrent like rivers in the distance, listened to the mountain torrent roaring in the night, and then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The middle-aged man recovered first, and he stood up and knelt down deeply to the little monk holding the child: "Thank you for your life-saving, thank you for your life-saving!"

"Thank you for your help, and thank you for your help." The young couple also supported each other and knelt down, respectfully and sincerely grateful.

They didn't know before why the little monk suddenly snatched their children away when they talked well with them. It was not until the moment the mountain torrent came that they suddenly realized.

It turned out that he was trying to save them.
Chapter completed!