On the river.

There is a dragon looking up.

Suddenly.

The water is turbulent and stormy.

Zhao Rong was taken aback.

At first glance, it is a pair of blood-shooting eyes.

Take a second look,

Thousands of meters away, there is a raised dragon with a terrifying wave dozens of feet above the river.

It seems that the dragon boat can be smashed to pieces in the next moment.

Drowning everything.

Zhao Rong breathed heavily.

The part of this dragon that is above the water is dozens of zhang, and the whole body does not know how long.

It resembles a snake, is covered in scale armor, has a dragon's whiskers and unformed young horns, has a white baby on its neck, ochre flies on its chest, and its feet are exposed on the water.

At this time, it was covered in blood red, and its eyes were also red, and it turned out that there were countless wounds on the Jiao's body, and the blood was dripping and flowing.

Occasionally, the river water washes to briefly show the white body.

It turned out to be a blood-soaked thin-necked white jiao.

Now.

Su Xiaoxiao, who was listening to his heartbeat in his arms.

It seemed that he felt the stiffness of his body and the acceleration of his heartbeat, or was attracted by the abnormal momentum of the river.

She looked up as alertly as a fawn, and the first thing she saw was the strange expression of her lover.

Su Xiaoxiao followed Zhao Rong's gaze and turned her head, and the next moment her beautiful eyes widened.

"Ahh......h It's ......"

Zhao Rong was very anxious, pursed his lips tightly, and looked around quickly, looking for a way to escape.

But above this big river, there is a rolling river all around.

Even a dragon ship as big as a green mountain is just a drop in the ocean.

The white Jiao behind the boat, which was already less than a kilometer away and was about to crash into the dragon boat, was surrounded by a hundred meters of huge waves.

The dragon boat drove in the central channel of the river, and the white Jiao, which was blood-red, also walked in the center of the river.

At this time, even if the dragon boat deviates from the course, or the white Jiao gets out of the way.

It didn't help, because the mighty waves brought up by the white Jiao could overturn the dragon boat.

Not to mention the menacing white Jiao, where does it have the slightest intention of giving way or mooring.

The dragon boat and the dragon will collide in the next moment.

He and Su Xiaoxiao couldn't escape.

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, thought for a thousand moments, his eyes went straight to the bloody white jiao, and he even guessed in his heart whether this was coming for him......

It's just that Zhao Rong just had despair in his heart.

The situation around us is changing rapidly.

Somewhere in the dragon boat, an emaciated figure with a sword on his back flew out, and it was a young man.

Compared to the huge dragon boat, the small body of this sword-carrying man is the difference between an ant and a land elephant.

But.

I saw the man with the sword on his back reaching out and grabbing it down in the air, clenching his fist and raising it.

Boom ————!

The entire huge dragon ship was lifted upwards as if it had been lifted up.

The man with the sword on his back raised his fist more and more slowly.

But the dragon boat rose faster and faster, getting farther and farther away from the river.

Ten zhang.

Twenty zhang.

Forty zhang.

Eighty zhang.

Bang————!

Whoa————!

Instant.

The dragon boat and the white Jiao have met.

The height of the bottom of the ship was still not higher than the huge waves set off by the dragon.

But.

Bai Jiao, who looked up, fortunately did not hit the floating hull.

The dragon boat was violently slammed by the huge waves, and in an instant, half of the bottom of the boat was submerged, and the hull of the ship trembled, but it was still strong.

The exploding water vapor stirred up kilometers high.

A hazy rainbow of seven colors loomed.

The water droplets that fell turned into a brief downpour.

The dragon boat and the white jiao.

The two intersect.

Everything just happened in a few breaths.

It was caught off guard, and it was over before it could react.

The dragon went away, the waves subsided, and the dragon boat returned to the river.

Zhao Rong, who was bending down to hold Su Xiao's petite body into his arms, slowly straightened up.

gasping for breath, he looked at the direction of the white Jiao's departure.

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang. ”

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head in Zhao Rong's arms, looked up and down, and anxiously checked Zhao Rong's body.

At the moment when the dragon boat collided with the huge waves just now, Zhao Rong protected her in her arms for the first time, and she was worried that Zhao Rong would be affected by the momentum just now.

"I'm fine. Zhao Rong frowned and looked around.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard this, her heart was slightly relieved, and then it was warm, she raised her little hand and gently wiped the water stains on his face with her sleeve.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Rong's expression and said softly: "That Jiaolong should be walking the river in Dadu. ”

Zhao Rong was carefully looking at the sword-backed young man in mid-air who had just saved the lives of a boatload of people.

Dressed in white cloth, with an ordinary face, the sword on his back, the hilt and scabbard are all wrapped in layers of white cloth, and he can't see it clearly.

By this time the danger had passed, and a boatload of passengers had subsided, and from time to time there were monks outside the ship who had escaped when the waves had come and flown back.

The noise on the boat was noisy, and everyone was thanking the young man with the sword on his back for saving his life.

It's just that the young man with the sword on his back didn't pay attention to it, and he was frowning sideways and staring at the back of Jiang Baijiao's departure, his face was expressionless, but the sword behind him trembled slightly, like a cicada.

Zhao Rong heard Su Xiaoxiao's words, turned around, and asked, "Go to the river?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled lightly and was about to speak, but in the next second, she saw Zhao Rong turn her head sharply to look behind her, and she looked curiously when she saw this.

I saw that in the rear, in the direction when Bai Jiao came just now, more than a dozen rays of light appeared again.

Subsequently, the sound of wind and thunder came along with the sound of the river.

Zhao Rong still had to take a closer look, and the dozens of rays of light were already approaching in an instant.

Three of the scattered lights suddenly left the team and dispersed.

Most of the rest of the retreat continued to move forward, to chase after the Jiang Baijiao.

Among the three retreats, two of them went to both sides of the river, as if they were chasing the flood that had spread for dozens of miles in the mountains and forests on both sides.

The last ray of light stopped above the dragon boat, not far from the young man with the sword on his back, showing his figure, a handsome young man in white with a flowing clothes.

After the white-clothed young man lowered his head and swept the dragon boat below his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said sincerely at the young man with the sword on his back:

"Thank you, Your Excellency, otherwise Senior Sister Ning would have to make a big mistake, and under Li Yueyang, she would be happy to be ...... Huh!"

When the white-clothed young man's eyes swept over the sword behind the young man with his back sword that was wrapped in layers of white cloth, he paused, sighed, and looked at it a few more times, and then his eyes were blazing, and he inhaled:

"Are you Senior Brother Jiang?"

Since Li Yueyang came, the young man with the sword only glanced at him, ignored him, and kept his eyes on the direction of Bai Jiao's departure, hesitating whether to use the sword.

At this time, hearing Li Yueyang's exclamation, the young man with the sword on his back slowly turned his head, looked at Li Yueyang with a wooden expression, and suddenly spoke, not answering his question, but asking.

"That white Jiao, is it from your Xinran Sect?"

Li Yueyang was stunned, suddenly seemed to remember something, was shocked, and hurriedly explained, "Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Sister Ning's alien identity has long been registered in your Sikou Mansion, and this short trip to Jiang has also been pardoned by Sikou Mansion. ”

After saying that, Li Yueyang took out a golden page and respectfully handed it to the young man with the sword on his back.

The latter took it, looked down a few times, and after that, without speaking, he returned it directly.

It's just that.

A sword wrapped in a white cloth around his back.

Suddenly.

Stopped the cicada moaning.