Chapter 17: The Sleepy Dragon Ascends to Heaven
Even though the current separated the two, Zhao Lan still found an opportunity to kick Hou Yue's body vigorously, kicking him underwater, and at the same time, he used his strength to float on the water.
Kicking her legs, Zhao Lan finally surfaced, breathing in the air, and looking at the lake around her.
The lake is very large, the lake in the distance is about a mile long to where he is now, turning around and looking at the waterfall that is still pouring down behind him, Zhao Lan endured the sharp pain from the ribs on the right side, shook his arms and paddled the water waves, swimming towards the shore.
He is not a very good swimmer, and naturally does not like to be in the water, or in large lakes or seas.
What's more, there are wounds on his body, if he is soaked in water for a long time, what if he is inflamed and pus.
But before he could draw a few meters away, Hou Yue behind him finally surfaced, coughed and spit out the choked splash in his throat, and continued to swim towards Zhao Lan with a hideous face.
Depend on!
I should have killed him with a sword when I was up there!
There was no time to regret his previous hesitation, Zhao Lan turned around and kicked Hou Yue, who was already close to him.
Where did the short sword go, Zhao Lan didn't know, and now he could only fight with Hou Yue with his bare hands.
Because of being in the water, and because his body was already a little numb due to the previous strenuous exercise, Zhao Lan's kick became extremely slow, and Hou Yue turned over in the water lightly and flashed over.
Approaching Zhao Lan, Hou Yue threw himself forward in the water, his left arm clasped Zhao Lan's neck, and he sank him into the water.
He has given up on the task.
Bring Zhao Lan back alive, provided that he can return to the island alive.
But if you can't go back alive, then why make sure he's still alive.
I'm not a catcher, I'm a water coward.
Hou Yue, who figured this out, gave up the shackles he had always given himself, and tried his best to kill Zhao Lan and avenge his brothers.
With his arm between Zhao Lan's neck, Hou Yue turned over, twisted his body under Zhao Lan, reached out with his right hand, grabbed his left wrist tightly, and tightened it to ensure that Zhao Lan would not break free of his arm, and then flipped down in the water, spinning and sinking.
Crisscrossing the sea all day long, Hou Yue's water nature is much higher than Zhao Lan's, which is why he was kicked by Zhao Lan under the water just now and didn't suffocate.
And Zhao Lan, who was not good at water and had her throat locked by Hou Yue, had nothing to do, she could only kick her legs weakly in the water, and her hand tightly grabbed Hou Yue's arm, trying to break free from Hou Yue's throat.
But his struggle was to no avail, Hou Yue's arms were still locked tightly, and in desperation, he could only elbow Hou Yue's ribs behind him. But how could Hou Yue, who had already suffered a loss, be hit again, seeing Zhao Lan's right arm hit fiercely, Hou Yue bent his right knee and pressed it against his elbow.
His attack was ineffective, and his body couldn't break free from Hou Yue's throat, so Zhao Lan could only give up struggling, and instead waved his arms, kicked his legs, and swam towards the above water.
He was almost unable to hold his breath, bubbles kept coming out of his mouth during the fight, and he didn't inhale much breath in the previous hurry, more out and less in, and his chest was stuffy as if he had been pressed against a big stone.
Carrying the weight of a person on his back, Zhao Lan paddled up very slowly, not to mention that Hou Yue was still struggling downward, which slowed down his speed even more.
It's finally time to get closer to the water!
Despite Hou Yue's constant obstruction, Zhao Lan still slowly rose up.
Looking at the rippling water surface close at hand, Zhao Lan was overjoyed, and the frequency of his limbs waving became faster.
As long as he let himself take a breath, he can take Hou Yue to his stomach.
comforting himself so much in his heart, Zhao Lan's body fluttered harder, and it floated more quickly.
But just when his hand was already out of the water and his nose was about to come out of the water, Hou Yue behind him suddenly slapped Zhao Lan's chest with his right hand, and then a harrier turned over, twisting the bodies of the two in another direction, and he was the first to poke out of the water.
Taking a big breath of air, Hou Yue hugged Zhao Lan again and sank to the surface of the water with a rotating and turning motion.
"Gooo~"
The last air in Zhao Lan's mouth turned into a blister, leaving the corner of Zhao Lan's mouth, and unwillingly glanced at the one farther away from him, and once again floated a circle of rippling water, Zhao Lan groped from his arm, trying to pull out the eyebrow thorn he had inserted in his sleeve before.
Without the support of oxygen, Zhao Lan's face soon turned purple, the green tendons were even more entrenched on his face, and his ears began to ring, and he couldn't hear any sound of water in a dull way.
The brain became extremely heavy, first in the body and then in the arms.
With his right hand pinching his thigh, Zhao Lan's sluggish brain regained a little ability to think.
You can't just die aggrieved.
Since God sent me here, I didn't let myself die here in just one day.
The sea didn't drown me, a small pool, what is it!
Trembling and stabbing his eyebrows behind him with his left hand, a strange thought rose in Zhao Lan's heart.
In just one day, I used two eyebrow stabs in a row, and both times I was choked by the neck and couldn't breathe.
The thorn in the center of the eyebrow pierced into Hou Yue's body, and he felt that his hand had touched Hou Yue's clothes, so he immediately pulled out the thorn and thrust it down again.
It doesn't matter where it is inserted, if it is inserted, then it will be stabbed directly.
Out of the corner of his eye, watching the blisters rise from behind him and float upward, Zhao Lan seemed to be able to sketch the miserable appearance of Hou Yue at this moment in his dull brain, and immediately grinned and wanted to laugh, but was immediately stuffed with a ball of lake water.
Oxygen......
His mouth was stuffed with water, and Zhao Lan struggled to stab Hou Yue's left hand, which was still clasping his neck, with his left hand.
The center of the eyebrows pierced Hou Yue's arm, piercing the flesh on his arm, and Hou Yue, who felt the pain, strangled Zhao Lan's neck fiercely, then let go of his hand, retreated and turned upstream.
He doesn't have much gas, and if he doesn't breathe, he has to be buried here.
Zhao Lan finally felt Hou Yue let go of his hand, and immediately twisted and quickly went upstream.
He felt as if his chest had pressed against the back of his backbone, and his consciousness couldn't feel the area of his lungs at all.
"Wow~"
Until his consciousness was about to disappear, Zhao Lan suddenly felt a numbness on his face, and the feeling of water pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but breathe the hard-won air on the water surface frantically with his nose.
The water in his mouth was swallowed by him, and he wiped his face covered with water droplets, Zhao Lan laughed, took a breath and sank to the surface.
He will be a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.
With his eyes wide open, Zhao Lan went downstream, but he couldn't see any figure of Hou Yue.
Could it be that this guy drowned and sank?
Looking around suspiciously, Zhao Lan finally saw a trace of blood floating in the water with a faint light shining under the water.
Over there!
Holding the center of his eyebrows in his mouth, Zhao Lan slid his limbs and swam towards Hou Yue, who was floating.