Pei Guo suddenly pulled the horse's head, and when he opened his eyes wide, his face was pale, and he couldn't speak, and finally knew why he always felt uneasy in his heart...

The flood is coming!

Just as Yu Wentai said, the gentle and shallow Songgao River suddenly swelled tenfold, not to mention the waist, even a high wall will be covered at this time; The water is so violent that it is overwhelming, and all the trees and rocks along the coast are washed away, let alone the human body.

At this time, the Thai half-white-robed army was wading into the middle of the river, and the water was densely packed with human heads. The next moment, the monstrous flood came to cover their heads, and thousands of people didn't even have time to bubble, and in the blink of an eye, they were swept into the vortex, fluttered twice, and disappeared.

That is, after Pei Guo was ordered to lead the cavalry to break off, he was quite far away from the river bank, so he didn't let the water roll away. When I raised my eyes, I saw that the trees were falling and the mountains were collapsing, the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, and there was a loud whirring sound, which was deafening and breathless. The white-robed army comrades on the left either ran away from the horse, or were accidentally brought into the torrent for the startled horse, and there was not one out of ten.

The power of heaven and earth, as soon as it is!

Thanks to the unrivaled Huang Horse Divine Horse, at this time he still retained full spirituality, carrying Pei Guo, who had lost his soul, to jump left and right, avoiding a few torrents, letting go of the flying sand and stones, and in the middle of the sound, he had already run to a gentle slope. The slope is slightly higher, and the rolling flood water rushes under the feet, which can be safed for a while.

Pei Guo was excited, came back to his senses, and jumped off the horse. At the moment, he was in a hurry, threw away his lance, took off his armor, leaned against a thick tree on the slope, and took a long breath.

The torrent roared in his eyes, as if he was going to destroy the sky and the earth, and swept away everything, occasionally saw a few white robes floating in the flood peak, Pei Guo's eyes were moist, and his heart was faintly painful--- it was a whole thousand robes, and he was still talking and laughing, thinking about returning to Liang Country Township and living a stable life from now on, but now the world is leisurely, and he has been a "passerby" for a while.

Just as he was sighing, suddenly Pei Guo's face changed greatly, and when he entered his eyes, a thick broken wooden load was floating not far away, and he was about to approach. There were two figures on the rough wood, one seemed to have spare strength, and at this time he held the wood with both hands, and he was trying to prop up his head, and he was looking around; The other lay motionless on the wood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Pei Guojing is clear, isn't it Song Jingxiu who is looking around? Looking at the back of the figure of the person who couldn't lie down, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Chen Yuanjun!" ”

It turned out that when the flood came, Song Jingxiu was guarding Chen Qingzhi's side, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he grabbed Chen Qingzhi and swam to the shore when he turned around. Song Jingxiu is a person from Jiangdong, with excellent water quality and excellent physical strength, and his two people were not far from the shore shortly after he went into the water, so he asked him to snatch out two zhang, and reached out to hug the thick trees on the shore, and the other hand dragged Chen Qingzhi to death, so he didn't give it a chance to wash away.

Unfortunately, the flood continued to surge, and in the end the thick trees were also broken, so he and his two people fell into the Songgao River with the trees and drifted with the current.

Song Jingxiu shouted loudly from the roaring turbulence: "Xiaokuan! Filial piety! Over here! Over here! It turned out that he also caught a glimpse of Pei Guo on the slope, and in surprise, he suddenly kicked the water, wanting to move closer to Pei Guo's side.

Pei Guo waved his hand again and again, thinking that it was echoing, his heart moved, and he went to pick up the long lance in his hand again, and leaned out from afar, hoping that Song Jingxiu might be able to grasp it.

However, the water is turbulent, how can it be reached by manpower? Song Jingxiu used his strength to eat, but he just deflected the rough wood slightly, but he did not perform more than half a minute.

Seeing that the rough wood was about to go down the river in a blink of an eye, and he could no longer get close to the slope where Pei Guo was, Song Jingxiu suddenly turned red and hissed: "Filial piety!" Save the Messenger! As he spoke, he pushed with both hands, used all his strength, and pushed the thick wood with Chen Qingzhi and pushed it towards Pei Guo.

With such a great force, the rough wood broke the waves towards the slope bank, and reached three feet on the shore, and finally exhausted its strength, and was about to float away with the waves.

said that it was too late, that time was fast, Pei Guo shouted: "Go! "The lance was used as a harpoon, and the lightning shot out, and it was struck the thick wood, and the sawdust flew sideways, and it actually came out of the body!

The lance firmly forked the rough wood, Pei Guo stood still, exhaled and made a sound, so that the force could be fished back. The flowing water is too fast, and it contains infinite strength, Pei Guo spent a lot of effort, his two arms were almost sour, and he fought hard again and again, and finally fished Chen Qingzhi ashore. Then he stumbled and sat down, panting and losing all his strength.

When you look into the Songgao River again, where is Song Jingxiu's figure? Only the flood is surging, rushing and flowing without stopping...

"Jing Xiu... Pei Guo couldn't bear it anymore and cried bitterly.

。。。。。。

In the evening, the flood peak had passed, the water potential went down a lot, and most of the slope where Pei Guo was located was exposed, and it was suddenly much higher. There was Pei Guo lying on the slope who had collapsed, and Chen Qingzhi who was looking at the Songgao River with a dazed face.

"This heavenly power is indeed beyond the reach of manpower. Envoy ... Don't blame yourself anymore. ”

In this case, Pei Guo has already said it five times, or eight times? I don't remember much anyway.

Since waking up and turning around, Chen Qingzhi has been so depressed, crying and worshiping towards the Songgao River for a while, and muttering to himself for a while: "Because the general doesn't know the geography and water conditions, shouldn't he die?" As he spoke, he even slapped himself.

Pei Guo was on the side and repeatedly comforted, but Chen Qingzhi was stunned. Pei Guo was helpless, sighed, and had no choice but to let him go.

Pei Guo rested for a long time, his strength gradually recovered, but he stood up to test the water with a lance, although the water potential is slow, the water level of the Songgao River is still high, and it is not yet crossable.

It was already dark, and a night wind blew, so I saw that the water was full of vapor and the clouds were shrouded. Staring into the distance, the Funiu Mountain on the opposite bank is black and gloomy, and it looks like a ghostly giant beast under the moonlight, dormant and unmoving.

Pei Guo sighed abruptly, and secretly thought: It's better to stay here obediently tonight. Glancing at Chen Qingzhi, he was still there and whispering: "It's gone, it's gone, there's no one... ”