The tall horse running wildly along the Cangjiang River, as if suffering from mad cow disease, suddenly dragged the black wooden carriage and rushed out of control into the fast and turbid river.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
In an instant, all the black wooden carriages fell into the Cangjiang River.
The raging and wide river, like a terrifying water beast, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the black wooden carriages and horses together.
Suddenly, those black wooden carriages sank quickly.
At the bottom of the river, a dragon-headed staff loomed, seemingly turning into a dragon. The old woman of the Wen family, with a very bad temper, controlled the dragon-shaped dragon that transformed from the dragon-headed staff, and resisted in the river.
However, he only resisted for more than ten seconds.
She, the dragon-headed staff, all the horses, and the black wooden carriage sank to the bottom of the river.
The change came unexpectedly.
As the escort of the business trip, Wu Dong screamed loudly, ordering other horses and carriages to stop, and widening the distance between them and Cangjiang River.
"Brother Wu?"
"Brother? What happened? Why did all the horses in the Wen family's carriages lose control and rush into the Cangjiang River?"
"Is the river god angry?"
Several low-level practitioners who had not yet reached the Poxuan Realm quickly got out of the carriage and gathered next to Wu Dong. They gathered by the river and shouted in horror.
"Stay away!"
Wu Dong, who was upset, stamped his feet suddenly to make them all stop.
"you……"
He soon discovered that while other individual travelers and some brothers stopped, there were still two people who, regardless of his persuasion, forced themselves to come to the Cangjiang River.
Qin Yun frowned, "I have a companion who was dragged into the Cangjiang River in a black wooden carriage just now."
"Pull?" Wu Dong was startled.
Qin Yun squinted his eyes and looked at the violent river for a while. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he nodded slightly, turned around and walked away.
Wu Dong was stunned.
"What a coincidence."
After Qin Yun and Qi Yunhong returned to the carriage, Qin Yun rubbed his eyebrows and said: "After Yang Chuhe was injured by Tong Laoqian, he did not dare to stay in the territory of the Seven Gods Sect. Instead, he hid in the
One of the three rivers. I thought it was the Jiuqu River, but I didn’t expect it to be the Cangjiang River.”
Qi Yunhong watched as the man named Wu Dong looked over and said, "Yang Chu's hand under the river?"
"Well, he came to the Wen family." Qin Yun said with a smile.
"Master is in there, so you're not worried?" Qi Yunhong's face turned cold, "What a fool, you shout "Master and Master" every day and look so loyal, but it turns out it's all fake!"
Qin Yun has gradually become accustomed to his vulgarity and swearing, "What should I worry about? With the young master's combat power and the evil demon cauldron, shouldn't it be Yang Chuhe who has a headache?"
"But?" Qi Yunhong wanted to say that Lingxu Sect was still chasing him.
"The flow direction of the Cangjiang River happens to be the Bifeng Mountains." Qin Yun chuckled, "In my opinion, the Yangchu River should have been moved by Yinlong Lake to move the people of the Wen family directly from the territory of the Chiyang Empire through the Cangjiang River.
Get it away."
Qi Yunhong suddenly realized, "You are saying that when the master leaves Cangjianghe, he may leave the Chiyang Empire."
"Exactly what it means!"
…
The bottom of the Cangjiang River.
All the horses that entered the water were naturally drowned, but those black wooden carriages were tied up with water spiritual power, and they galloped wildly under the water with the flow of the river.
Compared to Yu Yuan, flying at the Yin Shen realm cannot be much slower.
"Sect Leader Yang! I, the Wen family, have no enmity or grudge against you, so why would we make such a joke?"
Wen Xin, with a dragon wrapped around her waist, stood on a black wooden carriage under the river. Seeing that the situation was out of control, all the Wen family members except her were unable to get out of the carriage. They were desperate and angry.
, shouted loudly.
Even the river water couldn't cover up her voice.
Fengyan City is very close to the Seven Gods Sect. As a core member of the Wen family, she quickly figured out that the person who did it was the current leader of the Seven Gods Sect, who had refined the Nemo River, Cangjiang River and Jiuqu River.
After Zhou Cangmin left, the number one practitioner in the Chiyang Empire was now Yang Chuhe.
Only Yang Chuhe happened to be in Cangjiang River and could use such magical powers to make the horses lose control with his soul thoughts and bring all the black wooden carriages into Hanoi.
Yang Chuhe was a practitioner in the middle stage of the soul wandering realm. She knew very well that she had no chance of winning.
Could it be that the empire noticed something unusual about that girl?
As soon as he thought about this, Wen Xin became more and more desperate.
"Sect Master Yang, any matter can be easily discussed!"
She immediately changed her strategy and started playing the emotional card, talking about the relationship between the Wen family and the Seven Gods Sect, and she had always admired Yang Chuhe's style and methods.
Unfortunately, Cangjianghe did not give any response.
I do not know how long it has been.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The black wooden carriages, pushed by the current of the Cangjiang River, broke out of the water one after another and fell to the shore in the air.
Wen Xin, holding the transformed dragon-headed stick, got down from the roof of a carriage.
Squeak!
In the other carriages, the remaining members of the Wen family stepped out one by one with confused expressions.
They have been imprisoned for a long time. You look at me and I look at you, and they are all a little at a loss.
At this time, Yu Yuan opened the car curtain, took Wen Lu's hand, and stepped out of the carriage.
Wen Lu suddenly fell into coma, not because of the remnant soul of the green dragon, but because of Yang Chuhe's soul thoughts, which instantly entered her body and examined her sea of consciousness memories.
"Mr. Yang, this is an exquisite Taoist judgment specially prepared for you by my master."
The dragon waiter with a ferocious green dragon tattoo on his neck respectfully presented a misty jade plaque to the Yangchu River after the black wooden carriages rushed away from the Cangjiang River.
Inside the jade tablet, engraved are hundreds of tiny characters, like miniature dragons and pythons.
Yang Chuhe looked calm, took the jade tablet, rubbed it with his fingertips, and immediately sensed that every tiny word was refined from the essence of water.
There was satisfaction in his eyes, and he nodded slightly, having a good impression of the green dragon in Yinlong Lake.
He was born as a casual cultivator, and even though he was outstanding in the Chiyang Empire, he was still far from being comparable to the powerful forces with profound foundations like Yinlong Lake.
What's more, all the dragons in Yinlong Lake have been around for a long time, sometimes thousands of years.
These old dragons and little dragons have seen all kinds of life and have rich treasures. Even a piece of magic that teaches how to refine water transport is not a treasure to Yinlong Lake.
But to him, it was of great significance.
Yang Chuhe secretly thought that he could get closer contact with Yinlong Lake in the future, and perhaps gain more benefits by leveraging this power that was not tolerated by the major sects.
"Wen Xin, I really have no grudge against your Wen family."
After coughing, he glared at the old woman holding the dragon-head staff with dignity, "But you, and everyone who follows you, have been officially removed from the Wen family! I don't think I need to confirm this, right? You leave.
The moment we were in Fengyan City, we no longer had anything to do with the Wen family."
"So, when I attack you, it's not because I'm at odds with the Wen family."
Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked past Wen Xin, whose face was livid, and landed on Wen Lu, "Since you have dirty alien blood flowing in your body, you should be detained. Since Yinlong Lake took the initiative to volunteer, you must be responsible.
Suppressing you, I think it will be beneficial to the empire."
As for the strange man next to Wen Lu, Yang Chuhe didn't even take a serious look.
The effect of the "Xingyin Fruit" was still there, and he did not sense any abnormal soul energy or blood energy in Yu Yuan's body.
Ordinary people are not worthy of being in his eyes.
now.
Yu Yuan stared into the distance, looking at the lush forest and the familiar mountains and rivers, and he also grinned.
Driving the evil cauldron, he flew over the vast mountains and forests, and entered the jurisdiction of the Chiyang Empire from there. Of course he knew that there was the Bifeng Mountains.
The wide channel of the Cangjiang River begins to branch into winding creeks before entering the Bifeng Mountains.
The river water also changed from muddy yellow to much clearer.
But in the river, the aura of abundant water that used to be attached to it has almost disappeared due to the cutoff of the Yangchu River.
"Bifeng Mountains."
Looking at the familiar mountains and forests so close at hand, Yu Yuan felt at ease.