Wild boar

Chapter 371 Oil Paper Umbrella

"Heavenly Sword! Tianhao!" Xu Yuanchen's eyes were blurred again, and tears welled up on his wet cheeks.

A drop of warm tears fell into the cold water of Wangchuan River.

A ferocious-looking white-skinned fish opened its sharp fangs.

puff!

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

The white-skinned ghost in the Forgotten River is, after all, a fish demon, and it does not eat carrion that is full of sinister poison.

Waves suddenly surged in the calm Wangchuan River, and a wave of waves rising out of thin air rushed towards the back of the Death Crystal Lizard layer by layer.

This is not a wave!
It's a white-skinned ghost who turned into water.

As long as you let this water touch your body, the white-skinned ghost will appear and bite you.

Snapped!
The waves of the Forgotten River swept the Death Crystal Lizard from behind.

The dead crystal lizard closed its mouth and avoided the wave of murderous intent.

At the critical moment, Xu Wanchen used the yin energy he had just absorbed from the yin stone to perform the light body technique. He jumped up high on the back of the lizard, dodged the wave, and then slowly fell down. The tip just stepped on the raised head of the dead crystal lizard.

clap clap...

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

The moment the waves reached her body, Xu Yuanchen jumped up again. She glided gracefully in the air, spanning more than dozens of meters, and landed directly on the other side of the Wangchuan River, rolling among the flowers on the other side of the river. , finally climbed up.

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

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

With tears streaming down her face, Xu Yuanchen kept kowtowing towards the other side.

dong dong dong dong...

His handsome forehead was covered with blood.

A clatter.

A three-meter-long dead crystal lizard also swam ashore from the Wangchuan River and lay down among the bright red flowers on the other side.

The dead crystal lizard opened its mouth, and a bald boy crawled out of the lizard's mouth, smiling as if he had survived the disaster.

"Sister... don't be like this." Wang Butu advised unbearably.

suddenly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

It rained in the cave.

"Sister...my death crystal lizard cannot be brought into the city. I will help you back." Wang Butu said kindly.

"Thank you." Xu Yuanchen thanked her sincerely.

……

Merchant City.

outer city.

Zhu Zishan raised his head unexpectedly.

It really rained in the cave of the underground abyss. There were naturally no clouds in the cave, but there were stalactites one by one on the dome. The dense stalactites hung upside down, and rainwater dripped down the cave...

Maybe it was raining on the ground at this moment. The rainwater had no time to drain through the river, so it soaked into the ground and followed the stalactites downwards.

The drops of water dripping from the dome clock are getting denser and denser, and the patter of heavy rain has the tendency to become large-scale.

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

Oil-paper umbrellas are almost unheard of in this underground world that lacks plant growth.

Fengdu City is rich in products and can be used to make oil-paper umbrellas, but it never rains in Fengdu City; although it rains in Shangnu City, there is no material for making oil-paper umbrellas.

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

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

The monks who live here use magic to drain excess rainwater, and the remaining rainwater is kept in the crypt to be stored for later drinking.The Forgotten River has no source and no end.

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

The unknown end may be due to the fact that when exploring the end of the Wangchuan River, there were no supplies along the way and no one pursued its end.

But there is no source... Until this moment, Zhu Zishan had some clarity.

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

huh... huh... huh...

The silent mystic technique filtered out the sound of pattering rain, allowing Zhu Zishan to clearly hear the howling of the wind.

This is the sound of dragon wings flapping.

Lifting the oil-paper umbrella slightly, Zhu Zishan looked in the direction where the sound came from. On the other side of the Wangchuan River, in the deep and lightless darkness, a black flying dragon was looming...

As if feeling Zhu Zishan's gaze, the flying dragon completely disappeared into the darkness after revealing half of its claws.

Why is there an abyss dragon here? ?
Zhu Zishan held an oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the Wangchuan River.

Go halfway.

A woman with blood on her forehead was supported by a bald boy as she walked toward the city.

This woman is actually her!

It turns out that she is still alive...

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark. When Jinfeng Yulu met, it won over countless people on earth.

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

Wang Bulu was not familiar with the terrain, and the rushing rainwater gathered into a stream and flowed towards the feet of Wang Butu and Xu Yuanchen.

The flowing water formed a stream under their feet. The two of them were unaware and continued to stagger towards Shangnu City.
suddenly.

A tall and imposing man stood in front of the two people.

Xu Yuchen looked up.

She didn't recognize 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.She used the umbrella in her hand to block the falling water on her head.

"Many...many thanks." Xu Yuanchen nodded his thanks, looking polite and distant.

suddenly.

Xu Yuanchen turned around and looked.

I don't know when the falling water under my feet has gathered into a stream, and the stream flows towards the Wangchuan River.

A strange wave surged up from the Wangchuan River along the stream.

The white-skinned ghost in the Forgotten River!
This fish was attracted by the smell of blood on his forehead.

At this time, Xu Wishchen was not only wet on her body, 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.

"Take this umbrella, you go first." The tall man couldn't help but force the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Xu Yuanchen, and then stepped out to block behind Xu Yuanchen.

"Thank you, sir." Xu Yuanchen held an oil-paper umbrella and left quickly with Wang Butu's support.

Zhu Zishan looked at the incoming waves with contempt, then raised his leg and kicked it.

A burst of energy, straight to the surf.

The waves exploded in mid-air and turned into water drops all over the sky.

The water escape technique is indeed somewhat mysterious.

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

He bit Zhu Zishan's ankle.

Bang!
The white-skinned ghost did bite Zhu Zishan, but it was a pity that the sharp fangs of the fish demon could not deal with Zhu Zishan's thick-skinned magical power.

The moment the strange fish appeared, it was kicked away by Zhu Zisha. It died in mid-air and died after landing on the ground.

Zhu Zishan raised his hand and put the fish meat into his sleeve. All the underground abyss was vegetarian. Although the bowl of boiled Hibiscus flowers just now was novel, it also left the pig with no appetite. If he wanted to whet his appetite, he had to eat such delicious food.

(End of this chapter)