Before Han Lingxiao could concentrate on taking a closer look, he had already rushed into the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight.

As if inspired by what the little boy had just said, he flew over the boundless Wensha Gobi, and by the dim moonlight he could vaguely see a few dry rivers scattered on the Gobi Desert.

He used the fastest speed to fly westward, carefully observing the terrain from the Wuguo Desert to the Jiguo Plateau all the way, and found that this section of the road was like a ladder progressing layer by layer.

A thought flashed through his mind like a glimmer of light in the night.

It was almost midnight when he saw the snow-capped mountains of Jiguo, the high mountains were like a thick ice and snow blanket, Han Lingxiao looked at the snow-capped mountains, as if he saw the mountain spring water that the elves drank as the little boy said.

He flew up one of the lower mountains, stepped into the heavy snowdrifts on the mountain, the cold wind cut through his skin like a blade, he grabbed a handful of cold snow, held it in both hands and gnawed it, the cold and biting snow almost froze his teeth out, but he didn't care so much, he bent his knees on the ground and almost greedily sucked the cold but very rare snow water.

Han Lingxiao leaned over and buried his face in the cold ice and snow, and after a while, he was completely awake. He spread his wings and flew down the mountains, high in the sky, overlooking the mountains, and overlooking the plateau wasteland below them.

He flew low over the plateau desert and searched carefully for a long time to make sure that there was no one around. To find the weakest point of the mountain, he thought, he must also follow the direction of the river flowing on the ground.

He looked at the smooth snow-capped peaks in front of him, which were covered with snow and ice all year round, and he flew along the distant mountains, and by the moonlight finally found the loosest gap between the ice and snow on a steep slope.

Han Lingxiao took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, he had to give it a try no matter what!

He stretched out his arms, the black snake on his left arm and the green dragon on his right arm swirled and merged, and the jade dragon spear in his hand pointed straight at the night sky, emitting a black light that rushed straight into the sky.

With a blow of "Divine Dragon Splitting the Sky", a small cyan thunderbolt pierced the night sky, splitting from the sky, and at the moment when the lightning swept to the edge of the Jade Dragon Divine Spear, he suddenly raised the gun and swept down, where the spear blade went, a huge arc crossed in the night sky, and then pierced the target on the steep peak of the snowy mountain.

"Burning Sun!"

For a moment, the surrounding area was as bright as day, and the thunder and lightning swirled down like a silver snake shadow, and the black shadow was mixed with a raging fire, and it crashed into the snow-capped mountain in the target.

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, shaking the sky. In the next second, the huge snow-capped mountain seemed to tremble slightly, and then, the thick layer of snow and ice surged down like a raging wave!

Han Lingxiao hurriedly avoided the ice and snow waves, he watched the heavy snow roll down, hugging into the turbulent Chilong River, the river was instantly full, and it seemed to burst the embankment.

He swooped down in a hurry, thinking that it was good that the desert was uninhabited. Looking at the terrifying formation of ice and snow rolling down, he unconsciously began to sweat in his palms, but now there was no other choice.

Han Lingxiao held the Jade Dragon Divine Spear in his hand, and struck another blow at the lower section of the Chilong River, "Divine Dragon Splitting the Sky", and split a gap that was not wide, but the turbulent river waves were enough to break through that weak stratum along that gap.

The huge avalanche caused by the impact continued, and the snow and ice continued to tumble down the steep mountain walls. He chased the direction of the rushing river, and used all his strength to split a gap in the direction of the dry river of Wuguo.

The body gradually began to prostrate, and the internal force became more and more sluggish, after all, I hadn't eaten for a few days, and I had just made too many moves, and now even flying became very laborious.

"Lao Tzu fought with you today!"

He looked at the dry riverbed exposed in the sky, shouted loudly, and slashed down one after another, but suddenly felt the world spinning in front of him.

"Still a little bit ......"

He flew after the river, gathered all the strength of his body, and struck a blow at the "angry waves of the river"! The internal force in his body surged out like the raging waves of the sea, opening a long crack in the ground, and the tumbling river would break the stratum along the crack and pour into the dry river of Wuguo.

Although the water has weakened a lot and the current has slowed down significantly, as long as it can flow into Wensha Gobi, everything he did tonight will not be in vain!

Thinking like this, he mustered up the last shred of energy and flew after the current......

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At ten o'clock in the morning, the sky was just slightly white, and everyone was suddenly woken up by a slight sound of water.

"It's the sound of water......" A man stood up and looked around, but there was only a pitiful dry river beside him.

"Stupid, where does the water come from in the desert Gobi......" said his companion, lying on the ground in despair, as if moaning.

"Water, it's water!" the man suddenly shouted excitedly, his voice echoing through the entire refugee brigade.

"Water, it's water!" cried out the other, who also stood up, as he ran toward the river not far away.

There was a sparkling stream of water slowly emerging from the river, like a stream of gold, shining golden in the morning light.

"Water!" the crowd got up one after another, and scrambled to the stream away.

"Get up, child, there's water!" the woman pulled the little boy out of Xue He's arms, picked him up with all her might, and ran tremblingly towards the stream.

Xue He was confused by the sudden actions of the group, and he walked to the place where everyone was going, and found that the small river that had been dry had turned into a stream with clear spring water. The crowd leaned over the river, some holding the water in their hands and eagerly drinking it, while others were anxious to fill their own jugs with the precious water.

Xue He also squeezed between the crowd, knelt on the ground, picked up the clear stream water and drank it very rarely, he had never tasted such a delicious spring water in the past, just like the story Han Lingxiao told last night, this may really be the fairy spring spirit water that only elves can drink.

"Look over there!" shouted a man who suddenly stood up and pointed to the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing at, and saw a young man dressed in golden light and black scales, with a dragon in one hand and a snake in the other, and a pair of huge gold-veined black wings behind him, slowly flying from the sky.

"It's the king!"

In the midst of the crowd, a soldier in an indigo suit suddenly shouted, but his clothes were so worn out that they were barely recognizable.

"That's right! It's the king! It's the king who brought the water to save us!"

A few of the original bandits came from the crowd, shouting excitedly to the crowd.

Everyone looked at those people without knowing what to do, and looked at the man in black who was slowly flying in with a little fear.

"Long live the king!" the scattered bandit soldiers raised their hands and cheered, and when they saw Han Lingxiao again, they were already in tears.

Han Lingxiao looked down at the precious stream in the air, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"Great......"

He closed his eyes in relief, but when his internal strength was exhausted, the black wing turned into smoke and he fell straight into mid-air......

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