i have a sword fairy

Chapter 124
On the river.

A dragon looked up.

Immediately.

The current is fast, and there are stormy waves.

Zhao Rong was shocked.

At first glance, it was a pair of blood-shot eyes.

Take a second look.

Just a thousand meters away, there was a dragon with its head raised and a wave that was tens of feet higher than the river rushing toward its face.

It seems that the dragon boat can be smashed to pieces in the next moment.

drown everything.

Zhao Rong choked for breath.

The part of this flood dragon that is above the water is several tens of feet long, and its whole body is unknown.

It looks like a snake, with scales on its body, dragon beard and unformed young horns on its head, a white baby on its neck, ocher flying on its chest, and two feet protruding from the water.

At this time, it was covered in blood, and its eyes were also red. Looking carefully, it turned out that there were countless wounds on the dragon's body, and the blood was dripping and flowing continuously.

Occasionally, when the river water washes it, the white flood body will appear briefly.

It turned out to be a bloody, thin-necked white flood dragon.

now.

In his arms was Su Xiaoxiao who was listening to his heartbeat.

It seems that he felt the stiffness of his body and the rapidity of his heartbeat, or he was attracted by the abnormal momentum of the river.

She looked up vigilantly like a deer, and the first thing she saw was the strange expression of her lover.

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head following Zhao Rong's gaze, and her beautiful eyes widened in the next moment.

"Ah! This... this is..."

Zhao Rong was extremely anxious, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked around quickly, trying to find a way to escape.

But on this big river, the surroundings are full of rolling river water.

Even a dragon boat as big as a green mountain is nothing more than a drop in the vastness.

The one behind the boat was less than a kilometer away, and the Baijiao that was about to hit the dragon boat was surrounded by huge waves of [-] meters.

The dragon boat was sailing in the center of the river, and the blood-red white dragon was also walking in the middle of the river.

At this time, even if the dragon boat deviates from the channel, or the white Jiao gets out of the way.

It doesn't help the matter, because the mighty waves brought by the white flood can overturn the dragon boat.

Not to mention that the menacing white flood has no intention of giving way or stopping.

The dragon boat and Jiaolong will chase after each other in the next moment.

He and Su Xiaoxiao have no escape.

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, stared straight at the bloody white dragon, and even guessed in his heart whether it was aimed at him...

It's just that Zhao Rong just felt hopeless in his heart.

The surrounding situation is changing rapidly.

A thin figure with a sword on his back flew out from somewhere in the dragon boat, it was a young man.

The small body of this young man with a sword on his back is compared to the huge dragon boat.

It is the difference between ants and elephants.

but.

I saw that the man with the sword on his back suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed it from the air.

Make a fist and lift up.

boom----!
The entire huge dragon boat floated upwards as if being lifted up by someone.

The man with the sword on his back raised his fist more slowly.

But the dragon boat rose faster and faster, getting farther and farther away from the river.

ten feet.

twenty feet.

forty feet.

Eighty feet.

boom----!
Crash———!
In an instant.

The dragon boat and Baijiao have already met.

The height of the bottom of the boat is still not higher than the huge waves created by Jiaolong.

but.

Fortunately, the white flood that raised its head did not hit the floating hull.

The dragon boat was slammed by huge waves, and half of the bottom of the boat was submerged in an instant. The hull trembled, but it was still firm.

The bursting water vapor stirred up a kilometer high.

A hazy rainbow of seven colors loomed.

The falling water droplets turned into a brief downpour.

Dragon Boat and White Jiao.

The two pass by.

Everything just happened in a few breaths.

People were caught off guard, and it was over before they could react.

The dragon went away, the big waves subsided, and the dragon boat returned to the river.

Zhao Rong, who was bending over to hold Su Xiaoxiao's petite body in his arms, slowly straightened up.

Panting heavily, he stared blankly at the direction in which the white flood dragon was leaving.

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang."

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head in Zhao Rong's arms, opened her mouth slightly, looked up and down, and anxiously checked Zhao Rong's body.

The moment the dragon boat collided with the huge waves just now, Zhao Rong immediately protected her in his arms.

At this moment, she wrinkled her face, worried that Zhao Rong would be affected by the momentum just now.

"I'm fine." Zhao Rong frowned and looked around.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard this, her heart relaxed slightly, and then she felt warm. She raised her little hand, and gently wiped the water stains on his face with her sleeves.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, and said softly: "That dragon should be walking across the river in Dadu."

Zhao Rong is currently scrutinizing the young man with the sword in the air who just saved the lives of a boatload of people.

He was dressed in white cloth, with an ordinary appearance. The sword on his back, the hilt and scabbard were all wrapped in layers of white cloth, making it impossible to see clearly.

At this time, the danger has passed, and the passengers on the boat have calmed down. From time to time, outside the boat, monks who escaped and flew away when the big waves came, flew back again.

There was a lot of noise on the boat, everyone was thanking the young man with the sword for his life-saving act.

It's just that the young man with the sword on his back ignored him, frowning sideways and staring at the leaving figure of Jiang Baijiao, expressionless, but the sword behind him trembled slightly.

Like a cicada singing.

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Zhao Rong turned around and asked, "Go to the river?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but in the next second, she saw Zhao Rong suddenly turned her head and looked behind her, and she also looked curiously when she saw this.

At the rear, in the direction where Bai Jiao came just now, more than a dozen escaping lights appeared again.

Then, the sound of wind and thunder came along with the sound of the river.

Zhao Rong was still waiting for a closer look, and the dozens of escaping lights approached in an instant.

Among the group of escaped lights, three escaped lights suddenly left the team and dispersed.

Most of the rest of the Dunguang continued to move forward, crossed the dragon boat, and chased Jiang Baijiao.

Among the three stray rays of light, two of them went to both sides of the river, as if they were chasing the flood that had spread to the mountains and forests on both banks for tens of miles.

The last ray of light stopped in the sky above the dragon boat, not far from the young man with the sword on his back, and he was a handsome young man in white clothes with flowing clothes.

The young man in white lowered his head and glanced at the dragon boat below, heaved a sigh of relief, and the young man with the sword on his back said sincerely:
"Thank you Your Excellency for taking action, otherwise Junior Sister Ning will have to make a big mistake, Li Yueyang, I am Xinranzong... Huh!"

When the young man in white glanced over the sword wrapped in layers of white cloth behind the young man with the sword on his back, he paused suddenly, let out a surprise, and looked a few more times, then his eyes sparkled, and he inhaled:
"Are you Brother Jiang?"

Since the young man with the sword came, he just glanced at Li Yueyang and ignored him. He kept looking in the direction where Bai Jiao was leaving, hesitating whether to draw the sword or not.

Hearing Li Yueyang's exclamation at this moment, the young man with the sword on his back slowly turned his head, looked at Li Yueyang with a dull expression, and suddenly spoke, instead of answering his question, he asked.

"That white flood dragon belongs to your Xinran sect?"

Li Yueyang was startled, suddenly seemed to think of something, was startled, and hurriedly explained, "Senior Brother Jiang, Junior Sister Ning's alien identity has already been registered in your Sikou Mansion, and the Taiqing Mansion has already confirmed her identity. She is allowed to practice in the mansion, and this short trip across the river has also been pardoned by the Sikou mansion."

After saying that, Li Yueyang took out a golden paper and handed it to the young man with the sword respectfully.

The latter took it, looked down for a few times, and then returned it without saying a word.

just.

The sword wrapped in white cloth behind his back.

In an instant.

The cicadas stopped singing.

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