Yang Xianmao secretly admired the initiative and cooperation of the county lord of Bai Zhi, this girl Bingxue was smart, and immediately guessed what to do. So he immediately hugged the county lord of Bai Zhi, and then sank the two people into the flood with a flip, and used the time before the flood peak was about to come to swim quickly towards the bottom of the water, the farther away from the water surface, the lighter the force of the impact of the flood peak, this is the conclusion that Yang Xianmao came to after being swept around by the flood in the water before.

Although Yang Xianmao had already adopted a correct coping strategy, he was also fast enough to swim to the bottom of the water with the county lord of Bai Zhi. But the powerful shock and impact of the flood peak that was dozens of feet high above their heads still made them roll like dead leaves in the wind, as if they were almost crushed in the water.

Yang Xianmao even felt that his powerful arms could barely hold the Bai Zhi County Lord in his arms, and the powerful and chaotic water flow was like the claws of countless demon claws from the depths of hell surging from all directions, grabbing the Bai Zhi County Lord in his arms and pulling around. He could feel the painful struggle of the county lord Bai Zhi in his arms, and several times he tore her mouth away from Yang Xianmao's mouth, and each time the county lord of Bai Zhi was able to accurately find Yang Xianmao's mouth, and kissed them tightly, sucking the source of life from his mouth.

Yang Xianmao hugged the county lord of Bai Zhi even harder, causing the two of them to roll in various postures in the lake. Now they can only resign themselves to fate, Yang Xianmao is most worried that this kind of rapid and violent body rolling and powerful downward impact, if their bodies rush towards the cliff, if they don't have time to resist, they will likely be injured. Even under the huge impact, it may also make the Baizhi County Lord in his arms burn.

Therefore, Yang Xianmao hugged the county lord of Bai Zhi in his arms, and continued to breathe at the other party through his mouth, while nervously paying attention to the underwater situation to see if he would be directly slapped to the cliff.

Fortunately, this fear did not come true, mainly because the current was too fast. And Yang Xianmao's body is drifting with the flow. It was as if the gods in the water had given him a favor and only tossed him up and down in the water, instead of slapping them directly at the rocks and smashing them to pieces like ceramic jars.

This time they had been swept in the water for too long, and Yang Xianmao had already begun to feel the air in his lungs suffocating, but the speed of the water did not seem to have weakened significantly. Yang Xianmao knew that he couldn't hold out for long, and if he didn't surface soon, the two of them would eventually drown.

In the midst of the turbulent and chaotic torrent, buoyancy had no effect, making them flip underwater, unable to discern their upward direction. He had to find a way or a way to the surface.

Yang Xianmao quickly thought of a way to try, that is, to climb up the cliffs on both sides of the bank to reach the surface of the water.

Because the canyon is not wide, if he can touch the cliff walls on both sides and hold on to it, he may be able to climb up the cliff wall and eventually emerge from the water.

There seems to be only one viable option. Yang Xianmao pedaled hard, if this kind of pedaling could help him surface, it would be the best, if not, maybe it could also help him reach the edge of the cliff. Because the cliffs on both sides of the strait are not far apart, it is possible to reach the cliffs on both sides of the strait after a random collision.

Yang Xianmao's attempts quickly paid off, and just as he was pushing violently to move his body in different directions in the water, he suddenly noticed a large black shadow coming towards them. Yang Xianmao subconsciously flipped over with his hug of the county lord of Bai Zhi, and hit the black shadow with his back.

Yang Xianmao immediately realized that his decision was very wise, because he was immediately sure that he had hit a stone wall. The force of their impact in the water was very strong, and this time it even hurt Yang Xianmao's back, and his body was tempered by the Yin and Yang True Fire, he felt it, if it was the Lord of Bai Zhi who hit this black shadow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yang Xianmao immediately flipped again, making their bodies against the mountain wall, and at the same time his right hand stretched out and grabbed the mountain wall.

At this moment, a powerful current of water squeezed from behind, squeezing them towards the mountain wall, but the downward flow did not stop at all, and still rushed the two people who were clinging to the mountain wall downward.

Yang Xianmao's hand kept sliding forward on the mountain wall, and he tried to grasp something that could stabilize their figures, but the mountain wall was unusually smooth, almost mirror-like, so that he couldn't find a place for him to grasp, not even a gap.

At this time, Yang Xianmao had already felt the tightness in his chest caused by suffocation, and he was dizzy. He knew that it would be extremely dangerous if he did not surface again. So he put his heart horizontally, the dantian vitality was full, and he quickly poured it into his fingers, and grabbed the mountain wall violently, his fingers made a shallow scratch on the stone crack, and finally stopped at the shallow edge and corner of the turning point of this mountain wall.

His fingers finally had a focus point, and he grabbed the edges and corners of the stone wall with strength, and firmly buckled it, and his body finally stabilized. Yang Xianmao felt pain on the tips of his fingers, and he didn't know if the skin had been cut. If this was unthinkable in the past, when cultivating the truth. With the support of Yin and Yang True Fire, he can easily penetrate hard rocks.

And now, without the support of the Yin and Yang True Fire, relying entirely on the flesh, even the body that has been tempered by the Yin and Yang True Fire is still greatly reduced, and he can only scratch a few shallow marks and successfully buckle the raised rock, and this still causes some damage to his fingers, but now he completely ignores it, because the air in his lungs is rapidly decreasing.

He didn't stop delivering air to the county lord of Bai Zhi, not even reducing it, he didn't want the county lord of Bai Zhi to panic, if she panicked due to the decrease in air, it would be more troublesome, Yang Xianmao was confident that she would still be able to climb to the surface of the water with a small amount of air support.

And then he is almost airless. The water was too turbulent, and all kinds of whirlpools were everywhere, as if countless hands were pushing his body over and pulling it from all angles, pulling it out violently and squeezing it in. In this way, in order for him to stabilize his mind, he must exert all his strength and concentration.

And now he only has one hand to control, and the other hand is holding the county lord of Bai Zhi. But he had to keep this hand free, or it would be almost impossible for him to hold on to the rock wall once he let go.

Yang Xianmao didn't dare to resolutely let go of the hand holding the county lord of Bai Zhi, because the water flow was too turbulent, and he was worried that once he let go, even if the county lord of Bai Zhi had already hugged him, she would not be able to resist the water flow with her meager strength. Once it is ripped open by the water, there is a high probability that it will not be able to hold on again, and it will be over.

It is best to let the county lord of Bai Zhi wrap her legs around her waist and at the same time wrap her neck tightly, so that her hands can reach under her armpits and move up by grabbing the cliff wall. But how to tell this idea to the lord of Bai Zhi in the muddy flood.

Now there was only one way to take the risk, so he lowered the hand that was holding Bai Zhi's waist, slid it over her hips, grabbed her thigh, lifted her left leg, and hooked it around his waist.

Bai Zhi County Lord Bing Xue is smart, of course she knows that at such a critical juncture, it is impossible for Yang Xianmao to take the opportunity to treat her lightly, there must be his intention to do so, maybe to let himself hold him tighter, so that his hands can be used for other purposes.

The county lord of Bai Zhi immediately raised his other leg as well, hooked Yang Xianmao's waist, and at the same time hugged Yang Xianmao's neck tightly with both hands, and grabbed the clothes on his back, and his whole body was tightly attached to Yang Xianmao's body like a gecko.

Yang Xianmao was greatly relieved, this beauty is really thorough. With joy in his heart, he immediately let go of his left hand holding the thigh of the county lord of Bai Zhi. Passing under her armpit, she grabbed the crack in the stone wall in front of her, crossed up, and moved steadily and quickly upwards along the slightly raised stone ridge.

The impact of the water flow is very strong, and Yang Xianmao's kung fu has almost escaped several times, but fortunately he does not seek merit but seeks no fault. So after grasping each step steadily, he changed hands, so that even if he almost got out of his hand a few times, his other hand could firmly grasp the stone ridge. He crossed his hands and climbed up quickly and steadily. At this time, he felt that the air in his lungs was disappearing rapidly, and in the end, he had no air to convey to the county lord of Bai Zhi.

The county lord of Bai Zhi immediately felt it, hugged Yang Xianmao tightly, and kissed him tightly. Yang Xianmao felt that the other party seemed to be afraid of losing herself, and hugged it so tightly, like a green vine wrapped around a big tree, and the rattan was almost strangled into the tree. When Yang Xianmao began to feel confused and trembling in his hands and feet due to lack of oxygen, he suddenly felt a breath of air with the aroma of a woman transmitting from his mouth.

The county lord of Bai Zhi forced all the gas in her lungs out and returned it to Yang Xianmao's mouth.

Yang Xianmao wanted to cross the air back again, but he didn't. Because he needed this breath of air so badly that it would keep him awake for the last of his life, so that he could hold on until he could come to the surface, or they would both die.

Therefore, he slowly swallowed the most critical breath of this last moment, and evacuated to all parts of his body, and the dizziness in his mind suddenly decreased. Yang Xianmao did not exhale again, but held this breath, letting the gas slowly spread all over his body, maintaining the most basic functions of the body, and his hands climbed up steadily and quickly. At the same time, his feet were also treading hard down the water, resisting the pull everywhere.

This breath of air didn't last long, and soon, Yang Xianmao fell into a lack of oxygen again, and began to experience dizziness and weakness in his hands and feet. He knew the last minute was coming.

At this moment, he felt that the hand of the county lord Bai Zhi, who had been tightly wrapped around him like a gecko, was slowly letting go, and his body was fluttering out of his body.

Yang Xianmao had to make the last desperate fight, he poured all the strength of his body into his arms, and pulled his hands down violently, causing the bodies of the two to rush upward, and then hugged the county lord Bai Zhi tightly with both hands.

It's a last-ditch effort, and if it's not enough for the two of them to come to the surface, they'll die.

Yang Xianmao's upward rush began to be very fast, but it quickly slowed down in the back, and Yang Xianmao's heart sank to the bottom, did it fall short in the end?

Just when Yang Xianmao Yang Xianmao fell into despair, he felt a hula and the whole world lit up. The two of them were like a piece of wood pressed into the water, and after letting go, they suddenly jumped out of the water.