Nangong Feifei was so frightened that she shouted loudly:
"Ye Congwen, where are you? I can't see anything!"
Who would have thought that the raindrops were dense and the crackling on the water was like setting off firecrackers. How could Ye Congwen hear it?
He couldn't see or hear, which frightened Murong Lian behind him. If it hit the rocks, the small wooden boat would definitely be broken! If he hits his head, turns around, falls into the river dizzy, and then encounters a strange scale - the consequences are simply unimaginable.
In anxiety, she could only follow Nangong Feifei and shout loudly.
"Stop shouting. He can't hear you. Let's find another way."
Nangong Feifei calmed down and suddenly realized that she was from Nangong Gongfu, the leader of the Zhuguo Gongfu Alliance. She would panic and ask for help when something trivial happened. Wouldn't it make people in small places like Ye Congwen laugh at her?
Nangong Feifei put away her fearful mood and suddenly became wise. Since she was afraid that she could not see clearly and hit the rocks, she would find a way to slow down the speed of the ship.
"Murong Lian, let's sit down and paddle backwards. If we slow down the speed, we won't be afraid of hitting the rocks!"
As soon as Murong Lian heard that this idea was reliable, she immediately turned around and rowed back as hard as she could. The two of them joined forces, and the speed of the small wooden boat was immediately slowed down. After the speed slowed down, the entire line of sight became better, and things within a range of ten or twenty meters could be seen more or less clearly.
"Without Ye Congwen, I can still come up with clever ideas. Murong Lian, where are your courage? Why do you think of asking a man for help whenever you are in danger?"
Nangong Feifei teased proudly, scorning Murong Lian's behavior.
"You were the one who shouted first just now, I just shouted a few times for you."
Murong Lian sternly concealed it, saying that both of them are rookies. If they don't ask for help from an old fish like Ye Congwen when they are in danger, will they cry with you?
"I, Nangong Feifei, would ask an eighteen-year-old kid to ask for help? I couldn't see anything, so I deliberately reminded him, what if it crashes into their little wooden boat?"
Nangong Feifei defended. Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed that the water flow was accelerating. When she looked down, she found that the water was starting to rise!
"Murong, hurry up and paddle harder, the water is rising!"
Murong Lian lowered her head and saw that the river water was indeed rising and becoming muddy. She instantly realized that the rain was too heavy, as if the sky was releasing a sluice gate. With this method, the river water would at least double in less than half an hour!
I didn't dare to hesitate and could only row back desperately. The two gritted their teeth and rowed until their arms dared not rest. The rain from the sky became heavier and heavier. Within a few minutes, they suddenly found themselves soaked in water.
Murong Lian looked down and reminded loudly:
"Feifei, the little wooden boat must be broken, look at the water seeping in!"
Nangong Feifei was also shocked. It was not a trivial matter for the boat to break. She immediately checked carefully and found no holes in which water was pouring in.
After looking at it for a long time, he realized that it was rainwater from the sky that had accumulated in the small wooden boat, and he immediately scolded:
"What a fuss! This is rain from the sky! My little wooden boat was built by royal craftsmen. It may not break even if it hits a rock. You row first, and I will find something to scoop out the water first!"
Murong Lian nodded in shame and rowed with all her strength with both hands. Unfortunately, the river was getting faster and faster. Together, the two of them could barely keep up with the water. Suddenly, one person was removed, and the speed of the water doubled again. How can one sustain it?
As soon as Nangong Feifei let go, Murong Lian found that the entire ship began to drift along the water, and she was so frightened that she reminded:
"Feifei, the water flow has become stronger again. I can't bear it alone. Please help me by scooping out the water quickly!"
"Murong Lian, you are exaggerating. I only stopped for a few seconds and you couldn't hold it anymore. Why don't you wait for me to take out the water scooping tool?"
Nangong Feifei replied angrily, while reaching out to look for a water scooping tool in Chuyu, but she couldn't find a suitable one after searching for a long time.
"Feifei, have you scooped out the water? Why do I feel that the rain has reached my waist?"
Murong Lian Wuxia looked back and had no choice but to ask.
"Come on, come on, when I find the right tool, I can scoop out the water in a few clicks!"
Nangong Feifei replied angrily, but unfortunately she had rummaged through the jade collection, but there was not even a decent tool.
"You haven't even found the tools yet? The rain is up to your waist. What if the boat sinks? If that doesn't work, you can just hold the water in your palm!"
Murong Lian was so anxious that she jumped. The water in the cabin was almost full. If she waited any longer, both of them would suffer if the boat sank.
Nangong Feifei was in a panic and had no idea what to do when she suddenly heard Murong Lian's idea. She argued that the palm was too small and was not effective, but she chose to treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
He cupped his palms into the shape of a spoon and poured water into the river at a faster pace. Suddenly, he found that the boat seemed to float a little. He immediately said excitedly:
"Murong, your method is indeed effective. You row the boat hard and I scoop the water carefully. The two of us will work together and we will definitely survive this heavy rain!"
Murong Lian looked back at the water in the cabin, which seemed to be a little less than before. It seemed that her homespun method was still somewhat effective. However, my hands were sore and the water in the river was still rising rapidly, so I really had nothing to show off.
Who knew that God was not good at it? It seemed that he was working against the two of them today. It rained for half an hour without stopping. The sky was darker than before, and the rain was heavier than before!
Nangong Feifei couldn't even scoop out the water. Seeing that the small wooden boat had a tendency to sink, she was so frightened that she could no longer care about her dignity and shouted to Murong Lian:
"Murong, stop rowing and come over quickly to help me scoop out water. The little wooden boat is about to sink!"
Murong Lian's hands were already sore and weak from paddling. When she heard Nangong Feifei's request for help, she put away the paddle without saying a word and turned around to help scoop up water.
The two of them lowered their heads and kept scooping water. The water in the river had begun to turn obviously yellow, and the flow rate was more than five times faster. While Murong Lian was scooping water, she felt the small wooden boat passing by quickly, and her eyes were so white that she couldn't see anything clearly.
With a sigh, he has basically entered the danger of resigning himself to fate. He no longer cares about losing face and shouts loudly:
"Ye Congwen——, where are you?"
Nangong Feifei worked hard and finally joined hands with Murong Lian to scoop out half of the water in the cabin. As long as the speed slowed down, the rainwater immediately filled up the empty space.
Only then did Murong Lian realize the power of the body cultivation line. She and Nangong Feifei had only been rowing for half an hour, and their whole bodies were sore and their arms were already numb.
Using the energy of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to hunt down monsters is like a fish in water. Only Ye Congwen's physical training can do such purely physical work as rowing a boat. The two scooped water for a while and paddled a few times. The rain showed no sign of stopping, but the river flow was getting faster and faster.
Murong Lian looked at Nangong Feifei with a panicked expression on her face. With the speed of the small wooden boat, once it hits a rock or cliff, at least the boat will be destroyed and people injured.
After thinking about it, I had to close my eyes and pray to Buddha and immortals to bless me and prevent anything from happening. As the saying goes, the more you fear, the more likely it will come. Suddenly, the small wooden boat spun around in a circle. Nangong Feifei couldn't see clearly where the bow of the boat was rubbing. The whole boat seemed to have been shaken by the power of the flowing water. , spinning constantly on the water.
The two of them were so dizzy that they were afraid of being thrown out of the small wooden boat, and they had no time to care about the water in the cabin. They held each other hand in hand. Even if they were thrown out, they would still have a companion!
"ah---"
The two of them turned in circles and screamed. Fortunately, the water in the cabin was thrown out first. When the small wooden boat stopped spinning, the two opened their eyes and saw that although they were still confused, the water in the cabin was strangely strange. Clean.
Murong Lian said overjoyed:
"The water in the cabin has been thrown away, and the small wooden boat will never sink again!"
"Haha, a blessing in disguise, how could you know it's not a blessing? Murong Lian, let's just say that lucky people have their own destiny!"
Nangong Feifei said with a smile that the small wooden boat stopped rotating and the water had dried up. It seemed that she had saved the day. He looked up at the sky and found that the dark clouds seemed to have faded. He became even more excited and ordered Murong Lian:
"The most difficult moment is about to pass, Murong. The rain will stop soon. Quickly pick up the wooden paddle and let's continue rowing in the opposite direction!"
Murong Lian looked happy and was about to pick up the wooden oar to row the boat when suddenly the entire boat flew up and flew dozens of meters into the sky.
"I'm dizzy! What is that?"
Nangong Feifei sat back and saw something like a giant snake raising its head at a glance, and the small wooden boat flew along its back.
When Murong Lian looked back, the distance was too far and she could only see a hazy scene. When she looked back again, the entire wooden boat had flown into the sky. She was so scared that Murong Lian quickly closed her eyes and held Nangong Feifei's hands tightly.
With a bang, the small wooden boat hit the water heavily. The hull was intact, but the cabin was filled with river water again.
The two of them opened their eyes. Although they had escaped, they no longer dared to be stunned. No one knew what surprises were waiting for them ahead.
The dark clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating, but Murong Lian Nangong Feifei's luck did not improve at all. The heavy rain began to stop, and dense water vapor rose on the river again. Still can't see clearly what's ahead.
One moment it was scraped against a stone, and it was thrown around violently, and the next moment it was thrown into the air with the person and the boat. Until the rain stopped, neither of them had a minute of peace.
As soon as the rain stopped, you could hear the chirping of insects and birds around you. Murong Lian suddenly had an idea and shouted towards the front:
"Ye Congwen! Sister Wanqing! Where are you? If you haven't gone far yet, why don't you say something back?"
Unexpectedly, after shouting several times, there was no response at all. Nangong Feifei stared at the river in front of her for a long time with her eyes wide open. Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through her mind, and she asked mysteriously:
"Murong Lian, stop shouting, maybe Ye Congwen and the other three have been buried at the bottom of the river!"
