Crash!

"Help."

There are a lot of undercurrents in the river, and even if she can swim, she can't stand the cold wild water, so she drank a few sips of water and barely supported her spirit to expose the river.

"Miss Song, you hold my hand."

Yue Guanchao bent down and squatted, stretching out his arm, the current on the river surface became significantly larger, and Song Siyuan couldn't reach his arm.

"I'm fine, it looks like something is wrapping around my ankle!"

When Yue Guanchao heard this, his heart chuckled, and he took off his backpack and jumped into the river three or two times.

"I'm here, don't move, let yourself lean back, let your head float first."

Yue Guanchao plunged into the water, plucked the river back and forth with both hands, and swam towards Song Siyuan, the water was much colder than he expected, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and his arms had goosebumps.

He swam to Song Siyuan's side, looking through the dark river water, she really had a circle of dirty things wrapped around her ankles, and when he swam close to his ankles, he immediately tore the dirty things apart, and held Song Siyuan's legs out of the water.

"Puff~ You hurry up and get the paddle board, and let Miss Song pull the paddle board on the boat."

Yue Guanchao got out of the water and shouted at the two people on the boat, Lu Fengjian and they didn't dare to hesitate, and slapped the oars into the water with a click, and Song Siyuan was pulled onto the boat holding the oars.

When she completely fell into the cabin, the big stone in Yue Guanchao's heart fell to the ground.

"Yue Guanchao, you also hurry up, the one who grabbed my ankle just now looks like a claw, it will definitely not be a water weed."

Song Siyuan raised her ankle, where the water was entangled, you could clearly see the red handprints, Yue Guanchao realized that there was something underwater, and desperately swam towards the edge of the boat.

As he approached the edge of the boat, his feet sank suddenly, and he was dragged under the water with a thud.

Everything came too suddenly, and Lu Fengjian didn't have time to drop the oars.

"Watching the tide, watching the tide...... Brother Yue, Brother Yue, are you still there? ”

The crowd shouted towards the river, but only the echo reverberated and no one answered.

Yue Guanchao looked up, everyone on the boat was calling his name, but he couldn't make a sound, and as he continued to sink down towards the water, even the voice of the river gradually faded.

He held his breath and looked at his ankles, where were the aquatic plants wrapped around them, and it was clearly rippling hair.

The dense hair wrapped his feet tightly, and he wanted to float up, but there was hair that spilled up his waist and wrapped around his hands.

At this moment, Yue Guanchao felt like a mosquito entangled in cobwebs, and he couldn't break free!

"Woo~hmm~"

He was entangled in his hair and dragged into the deep water.

The bright light of the river gradually dissipated, and the surroundings returned to darkness and lightness, and all was silent except for the humming of the water, as if the shout of his companion just now was just an auditory hallucination, and he felt that he was back in the palace, and he became lazy like a baby, and his limbs did not even want to move, and he no longer resisted the pull of his hair and slowly fell.

As we approached the bottom of the river, the hair gradually spread to the bottom of the river like a wheat field, and countless hairs were like endless aquatic plants, floating quietly in the mud, and from time to time stumps and severed arms loomed in the hair.

Yue Guanchao was half asleep and half awake, and saw the skeleton pecked by the fish in the hair, and a spirit woke up in fright!

"I'm ...... What's wrong? ”

Yue Guanchao was puzzled, he only knew that he wanted to sleep very much, so he could only bite the tip of his tongue desperately to fight against the laziness and laziness of his body, and at the same time constantly struggled to get rid of the pull of his hair.

"Roar!"

An old beast roar came from his hair, and Yue Guanchao looked down carefully.

The boundless field of hair suddenly glowed with a pale golden glow, and two lantern-like eyes slowly rose.

As the bottom of the river gradually illuminated, he briefly regained his vision and immediately saw the scene at the bottom of the river.

The yellow lantern was the eyes, a pair of old, terrifying, and treacherous eyes.

Then, the silt at the bottom of the river arched violently, and a ghost face of the deep river, which was bigger than the Wupeng boat, gradually surfaced in the water and grass.

This head has all five senses, and even the skin is elastic, it will rise and fall with the flow of water, but it may have been soaked for too long, it has been swollen and wrinkled, and its face seems to be painted with various colors, and the face is not slippery, like a mottled floating corpse that has been dead for a few days, weird and terrifying, and my heart trembles when I look at it more.

The source of the hair field is this ghost face, and thousands of hair strands are centered on it, and they continue to spread and grow around.

Yue Guanchao saw this scene, and thought to himself that this time was over, I don't know if this thing is a water ghost, even if it is not a water ghost, it is definitely a dirty thing in the river.

The ghost face also noticed him at this time, and Huang Chengcheng's eyes twitched frequently, as if he was longing for fresh flesh and blood.

The hair instantly increased its strength and dragged him violently to the bottom of the river.

Yue Guanchao's strength was extremely limited in front of the huge amount of hair, and just when he thought he was going to die, a few drops of blood suddenly floated out of his arm bandaged with white cloth.

The hair on his arm was bloodshot, like a burnt beard, clumping and falling off in an instant.

Don't...... Are these strands afraid of blood?

The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and the Jedi is spring, Yue Guanchao didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed the bandage with his troubled arm and tore it open.

The blood was unbounded by the bandages, and continued to escape towards the river, and the hair on his limbs continued to flow and shrink towards the bottom of the river as if he felt the danger was imminent.

Zila~Zila~

Blood filled the entire silk field, and countless hairs broke and clumped, and in an instant they withered and withered, like a grassland burned by wildfire, leaving only bare silt.