Chapter 47: Crisis

Stepping on the boat, the pole also appeared in Luo Xiaoyan's hand, and the boat began to drive slowly in the Lechuan River, and he didn't know when he would be able to catch up with Xiao Nuo and them, who had already entered the Lechuan River.

The boat was moving, but the Lechuan River was not calm at this time, the river was churning, and the boat on it was shaking, as if it would turn over at any moment.

"What's wrong? How could there be such a big movement in the Lechuan River? Not far in front of Luo Xiaoyan, the Grim Reaper was on a small boat, and asked out loud with some doubts.

"As the hall master, you don't even know, do you expect me to know?" Mo Bei stood at the bow of the boat, holding up the boat from time to time, almost letting the boat follow the violent fluctuations of the river.

"Ahem......" The Grim Reaper, who was sitting at the stern of the boat, looked at Mo Bei and coughed lightly, his voice was a little unnatural, "Of course, the hall master is only responsible for listening to the reports of his subordinates, and you should inquire about these problems as your subordinates to sue me!" ”

At the bow of the boat, Mo Bei gave Death You a very unceremonious look, and he didn't listen to what Death God said in his heart at all. Even, in Mobei's view, the violent fluctuations in the river can also drive the boat, which indirectly reduces Mobei's workload, which is a good thing for Mobei.

As Luo Xiaoyan continued to move forward, the distance between Mo Bei and Death was getting closer and closer. After all, Mo Bei was lazy, but Luo Xiaoyan was working extremely hard to prop up the boat.

However, as Luo Xiaoyan continued to move forward, the fluctuations of the Lechuan River became more and more intense. The churning river water hit the boat, if it weren't for the pole that happened to be supported in the river, Luo Xiaoyan's boat almost capsized. Luo Xiaoyan was frightened into a cold sweat by this situation, and held the pole in her hand tightly, not daring to let go for a long time.

If she really accidentally fell into the Lechuan River just now, then it would be impossible for Luo Xiaoyan to come up even if she wanted to. The water of the Lethe River may not be terrifying, but what is terrifying is the ghosts who devour their souls in the water of the Lethe River.

"Buzz...... Qinxi Jaza Bang...... Airplanes...... Snapramani...... Daza ...... "Thinking of what she saw with her own eyes last time, Luo Xiaoyan also remembered the scriptures she had hummed, and in a panic, Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but hum aloud.......

With the appearance of the scriptures, the Lechuan River around Luo Xiaoyan seemed to be a lot calmer, although it was still fluctuating, but the surging river water did not overturn the boat.

The river level was quieter, Luo Xiaoyan hurriedly propped up the boat and went forward, found Xiaonuo earlier, and sent Xiaonuo to Naihe Bridge, so that Luo Xiaoyan could leave this terrifying place earlier.

However, the river not far from Luo Xiaoyan's body is still surging violently, and even the biggest waves are not much different from the waves.

It didn't take long for Luo Xiaoyan to catch up with the small boat where Death Reaper and Mo Bei were. The boat collided, and the Grim Reaper, who was provoking Mo Bei to quarrel with him, looked over with some displeasure, but was shocked when he saw Luo Xiaoyan. Since the last time the soul was devoured, although he and the god of death Qi decided not to let Luo Xiaoyan enter the Lechuan River again, there was also a shadow in Luo Xiaoyan's heart. Death Ghost never thought that Luo Xiaoyan would really chase after him.

"I see...... "Looking at Luo Xiaoyan and the river behind her, the Grim Reaper stood on the stern of the boat and muttered softly.

"You, you just let me send Xiaonuo!" Looking at the grim reaper, Luo Xiaoyan stopped humming and pleaded.

However, just as the humming stopped, the calm around Luo Xiaoyan also disappeared. Even, not far from Luo Xiaoyan's side, a huge wave was churning up, and it was coming towards the boat where Luo Xiaoyan was. As long as this wave hits the boat, not only the boat where Luo Xiaoyan is, but even the boat where Mo Bei and the Grim Reaper are located will be overturned by this wave.

"Mo Bei, let's go!" Seeing this wave, the god of death exclaimed in surprise, and pulled Luo Xiaoyan on the boat next to him onto the boat he was in.

Hearing the voice of death, Mo Bei, who had been lazy and lazy, accelerated to support the boat, but in an instant, he appeared on the river in the distance. The waves hit, and the boat where Luo Xiaoyan was was before was overturned, but fortunately, there was no one on the boat, and the buoyancy of the Lechuan River was extremely strong, and after the waves passed, the boat floated back on the surface again.

Having escaped the waves this time, Mo Bei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the situation just now was too dangerous. If he was hit by the waves into the water of the Lechuan River, even the Grim Reaper would not be spared, let alone him, Luo Xiaoyan and Xiao Nuo, who was looking at Luo Xiaoyan who was in a daze at this time.

"I said you couldn't come, why did you come with me?" Relieved, looking at Luo Xiaoyan who came over, Mo Bei was a little dissatisfied, "Don't you want this life anymore?" ”

Although Mo Bei only complained to Luo Xiaoyan dissatisfiedly, and even the voice was not too loud, it still made Luo Xiaoyan feel a little aggrieved. After all, Mo Bei and the Grim Reaper knew that the unrest of the Lechuan River this time was caused by Luo Xiaoyan, but Luo Xiaoyan herself didn't know it.

"Mo Bei, go!" Before Luo Xiaoyan could speak, the Grim Reaper at the stern of the boat exclaimed again.

Mo Bei held the pole and didn't even look around, holding the boat and preparing to leave. But after a while, if you want to leave smoothly again, where is it so easy? What's more, with the mistake last time, the huge waves that surged up this time were like eyes, chasing the boat where a few people were.

The waves were tumbling, and the boat moving forward was also unstable, swaying from side to side. On the boat, Mo Bei was speeding up desperately, but the god of death was holding the boat steadily, so as not to accidentally overturn the boat. But Luo Xiaoyan hugged Xiaonuo tightly to prevent Xiaonuo from accidentally falling off the boat.

Although the speed of the Mobei boat is extremely fast, the speed of the waves is far better than the speed of the boat. But in the blink of an eye, the waves caught up with the boat.

On the boat, Mo Bei still didn't notice the waves, and accelerated desperately. But Luo Xiaoyan and Death Reaper Yu both raised their heads and looked at the waves that had appeared above their heads. It only takes a breath or two for the wave to crash overhead, drenching them and tipping the boat over.

The waves are close at hand, and although Luo Xiaoyan and Death are anxious and worried, they are powerless. Even if it is a god of death, he can only watch the waves fall, but there is no way to resist it, because this river is not an ordinary river, but the water of the Lechuan River.