Of Mountains and Rivers

Nan Shan was startled. In the confusion, before he had time to see what was happening on the other end of the rope, he felt something hitting him head-on. Nan Shan instinctively reached out to catch it, and found that it was the snake rushing towards him.

The snake kept struggling in his hand, and the broken rope fluttered towards him at this moment.

The other end of the rope was cut open with a sharp weapon.

Yuan Ping's body was floating in the water, and he had nowhere to focus.

There is no doubt that his appearance is not different from other gatekeepers, but he always looks not so typical. Even if his skin is two shades whiter, it will not make people feel that he is pale.

Just like the sun is sometimes pale, but no one thinks that the sun is gloomy, and the white is too white to be eye-catching.

Yuan Ping stretched out his index finger in front of his lips and made a "shh" gesture.

Nanshan wanted to catch up, but the undercurrent and turbulent sea water and the skeletons that kept surrounding him blocked his steps.

Yuan Ping smiled.

Nanshan heard that he grew up with Chu Huan and worked together after he grew up, but he couldn't find anything in common between Yuan Ping and Chu Huan—except that they both loved making each other unhappy.

When Chu Huan laughed, it always seemed very meaningful, even if he didn't have any deep meaning, and Yuan Ping was like an eternal boy, a little unstable, sometimes even a little reckless, but when he laughed, even if Nanshan once Treat him as a rival in love, and you can't help but forgive him.

Yuan Ping looked up at Chu Huan on the surface of the water, and thought very optimistically: "Anyway, I admit that you are better than me. I left it to you last time. This time it is you."

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Yuan Ping feels very relieved when he thinks of Chu Huan's one-on-one rhetoric.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ping sank into the shadows in the incomparably reassuring and bold.

Well, in fact, thinking about it this way, Chu Huan is not deceived. In some contexts, "slut" really means the best brother.

In the next second, Nan Shan only felt that he was being sucked into a huge vortex. Something vigorously turned the sea water and swept away the skeletons around him and Chu Huan, but the power was not tyrannical. Sending Nanshan to the surface of the water, he even cared about the weak flame in Chu Huan's hand, and did not stir up any splashes.

Nanshan and Yuan Ping disappeared in front of his eyes in a blink of an eye. Chu Huan said that it was impossible not to be anxious, but he had no choice, even those disgusting skeletons entangled around him like gangrene, Chu Huan Huan didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet to fight back - because the scepter was in his hand.

From Chu Huan's point of view, he has already seen the shadows under the water rushing towards him. At this time, even if he burns himself, the fire on the scepter will never be extinguished.

He was constrained by the lifeblood of the scepter, and he was almost paralyzed from looking forward and backward.

At this moment, that unreasonable help descended like a divine weapon, instantly clearing his way.

Chu Huan was not happy but surprised.

He knew very well that the biggest cheat among the three of them was Nanshan's unusable special function... Then where did this power come from?

The soft vortex continued to rotate, lifting Chu Huan even higher, the water surface almost reached below his waist, forming a small vortex with him as the center, like a water shield.

At this time, Chu Huan saw Nanshan floating in front of him.

Nanshan looked at him for a long time without words during his narrow escape, his eyes that seemed to be at a loss as if he didn't know where to start, his eyes that were reddened by the sea water... Chu Huan understood everything after just one glance.

He heard the sound of "click, click", and saw that the seawater mountain in front of him suddenly had a channel out of thin air. The sea water seemed to be split by a sharp weapon, and a channel was formed in the middle, which was compressed into the shape of steps by some force, which was visible to the naked eye. The temperature cooled down and froze at a fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, a layer of ice sculpture-like stairs was constructed, leading directly to the top of the mountain.

It was as if someone had tried their best to pave a way for them.

Chu Huan lowered his head slowly, looking at the ice under his feet, feeling a little slippery, he staggered a bit, but stood still the next moment - he must stand firmly, he himself fell from the abyss to his death It doesn't matter, but he still has a scepter in his hand.

Maybe it was because the water froze too fast, Chu Huan felt the threatening coldness, and his joints were about to be frozen. After a long time, he bent down slowly, stretched out a hand to Nanshan, and said in a low voice: "I'll pull you up."

Nan Shan only felt that the hand he was holding was extremely cold, and he pulled hard in his heart, and borrowed his strength to climb up the ice steps.

Xiaolu got off him slowly, and climbed up along Chu Huan's dripping trouser legs. The snake was dripping wet, and weakly put its triangular head on Chu Huan's shoulder, as if it had become a trapped snake. Abandoned left-behind animals.

Chu Huan didn't ask where Yuan Ping had gone, he didn't even speak, he just returned the burning scepter and stuffed it back into Nanshan's hand, then turned around without saying a word, and continued to go up the ice steps paved by someone with his life go.

Strangely, when he was walking on the road paved for him by others again, Chu Huan didn't react too violently in his heart.

Maybe I'm really used to it, maybe I deliberately lengthened the reflex arc out of self-protection, and I haven't reacted yet.

Now, the only goal in Chu Huan's eyes is this mountain top that seems impossible to reach.

He thought in his heart that one should not be too concerned about face, let alone be too serious. Call it cold when it is cold, say it hurts when it hurts, and say it is uncomfortable when it is uncomfortable.Who is not a mortal, who hasn't the emotions, joys, anger, sorrows and joys?

What about pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?

What's the use of making others think that you are omnipotent and omnipotent?

...except for being pushed out to top the tank at a critical moment.

Chu Huan laughed at himself, and walked quickly on the strange water mountains and ice floes stairs, as if walking on the ground, and was grabbed by the wrist by the person behind him.

"Chu Huan!" Nanshan was flustered by his calm reaction. After grabbing Chu Huan, he quickly tied the rope tightly around his wrist, making a firm knot, "You...you Speak to me, okay?"

Chu Huan turned his head according to his words, and he really said something to him: "Now that we have reached the territory of 'it', I am afraid that our previous tricks will not be so effective. How long can we last this step? We'd better hurry up." point."

Nanshan looked down at the knot between the two, and was silent for a moment: "...I'm not telling you this."

Chu Huan stretched out his hand and ran through his wet long hair, with a fleeting smile on his face: "Well, let's not talk about this - I love you."

The words came out of nowhere, causing Nanshan's eyes to burst into gold stars, his steps were almost chaotic, and he almost slipped and fell on the ice.Nan Shan was dumbfounded for a long while, unable to say a whole sentence.

Chu Huan successfully blocked his mouth with one sentence, with a dazed tenderness in his expression, he held the rope in his hand and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. The two of them just stood silently on this man-made iceberg. Climb a few hundred meters.

The ice was solid at first, but loosened as it went up, until it was almost a shallow ice floe that crumbled at the touch.

Yuan Ping's strength can only send them here.

As soon as Chu Huan heard a small "click" sound from his feet, he put his hand on the short knife at his waist.

Through the thin layer of ice, Chu Huan could already see a large shadow under his feet chasing him.

He paused slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Nanshan, I have something bad to tell you—there is no way ahead, and we may have to go into the water again."

"I also have something to tell you," Nanshan's voice came from behind him, "You look back at the scepter."

When Chu Huan saw this patriarchal scepter for the first time, it was as tall as a person, and there was a majestic and rich gemstone inlaid on the top-the gemstone was broken off later, and the scepter was shortened. When the flat people surrounded the mountain, it was set on fire as bait, and a piece of the scepter was broken again... The journey is short, although it is normal, but it has never been so short!

Chu Huan clearly remembered that when he handed the scepter to Nanshan, it was at least as long as his forearm, but now it was only a blink of an eye, and it was less than a palm long!

Nan Shan said in a low voice: "After arriving on this island, the scepter is burning faster and faster. I'm afraid we have to hurry up."

What is a house leak and it rains overnight?

When they first reached the end of the ice steps, Chu Huan originally wanted to propose to stop and discuss with Nanshan how to take the road ahead, but now it seems that the discussion is a fart. Whether this small piece of scepter can make them persist to the top of the mountain is a problem.

Besides... what if they really didn't find the so-called "Holy Book" on the top of the mountain?

This thought flashed through Chu Huan's mind. His eyes were slightly lowered, but he didn't ask directly. When the words came to his lips, he always turned a corner habitually and asked Nanshan: "What is the "Holy Book" you said?" Is it really just a big white stone?"

Nanshan nodded: "Yeah."

After nodding, Nanshan added overly sensitively: "I believe the holy book is on the top of the mountain, don't worry."

Chu Huan was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled wryly, he stopped talking, held the hemp rope on Nanshan's wrist, and made a quick decision: "Then go into the water."

After finishing speaking, Chu Huan jumped into the middle of the water first.

Perhaps it was due to the sudden change in the pressure on the ice. After the two of them jumped like this, there was a strange crack in the place where they had just stood, and then the crack spread out like a spider web, and a huge crack came down the mountain soon. Sound——this ingenious ice staircase fell apart in a blink of an eye.

Chu Huan held the rope in Nanshan's hand with one hand, and the short knife in the other hand. He didn't look back, but just raised his head to look in the direction of the top of the mountain.

"It's not far away." Chu Huan comforted himself like this.

For a moment, he felt a return to the fate-like peace in his heart. The scepter can at most support them to reach the top of the mountain. For them, the current situation is either success or success. No matter what, there will be no third way up.

If there is no holy book on the top of the mountain, or if the holy book is unreliable, then they will also lose the room to seek resistance.

The sea water was still flowing upwards strangely, pushing the two of them up the mountain. I don't know if the skeletons were imprisoned by Yuan Ping at the foot of the mountain, and there was no sign of catching up for the time being. In this way, the two of them were not as fast as they imagined in the water. strenuous.

The sound of the ice cracking behind him was endless. Chu Huan first listened and thought it was normal, but he soon discovered that the noise was too loud and lasted too long.

Nanshan suddenly jumped over the hemp rope and grabbed Chu Huan's hand.At the same time, a shadow passed over his head, and Chu Huan suddenly raised his head—seeing that the entire sky seemed to be turned upside down.

The huge dark gray and almost black vines on "Shen Xing Island" have all been stretched out, and they are unimaginably large. People within the envelope of "it" are like a sand flickering on a sand mountain that is blown away by the wind. It's hardly worth mentioning.

This seawater mountain is nearly a thousand meters high, and Chu Huan and the others have climbed to only a quarter of the distance from the top of the mountain. Looking down from such a high place, poor Chuhuan's eyesight is so poor that he can't see it. That vine tail!

And these countless vines that stretched for thousands of miles were slowly lifted up at the same time, trying to hold the water mountain in the center of Chen Xing Island--it was like a huge palm gathered together. Flower buds with large nail caps.

"It" will grind them together with this mountain of water into a pile of powder.

This is truly covering the sky and blocking out the sun and turning the clouds and rain.

Amidst the huge rumbling sound, the vines had already buckled down.

This scene is unheard of and unseen, Chu Huan has no choice but to smile wryly, he doesn't know where Yuan Ping's confidence comes from, and believes that he can fight such a monster... Is this something that humans can accomplish? ?

Thinking of this, Chu Huan raised his head and glanced at the top of the mountain—there was still a quarter left.

It was just now that Yuan Ping was able to send them all the way here. Although the current situation is worse than before, Chu Huan felt that he could at least try.

He had prepared the dagger long ago, just for this moment——Chu Huan's hand had already quietly cut the hemp rope between himself and Nanshan under the water, and he held the other end of the hemp rope in his hand to prevent Nanshan It feels wrong.

After the incident, Chu Huan took advantage of the fact that Nanshan was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses. He slid out of the water like a fish swimming sideways, and slid out to one side.

The time and timing of his move are all just right, and the technique is even more difficult to detect, so it should be an instant success.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to swim away, someone grabbed his ankle halfway.

At some point, Nan Shan had withdrawn his gaze, and was staring at him Qingming with implied anger.

The next moment, Chu Huan felt severe pain in his ankle, as if a tendon had been caught. He didn't know what method Nanshan used to separate the tendons and bones. He felt his calf suddenly cramp in the cold sea water. Without any effort, Nanshan dragged him back with one hand.

His back collided with Nanshan's chest, and Xiaolu hurriedly dodged to avoid harming the pool snake.

Nanshan took advantage of his leg cramps and was unable to move, quickly wrapped his legs around him, freed his hands, clasped Chu Huan's neck, lifted his chin, and pressed it against his shoulder.

Chu Huan was shaking all over, not sure if it was because of the pain or something else.

Nanshan ignored the vines that were pressing towards them from behind, and whispered in Chu Huan's ear: "You just said that you love me—"

Chu Huan hissed, "I don't love you now, I'll fuck you, let go..."

Nanshan planted a very rude kiss on his lips.

Chu Huan was not in the mood, and almost let him do what he did. In secret, he desperately pulled the leg that was convulsed by Nanshan just now, and at the same time raised his arm and stretched it towards the back of Nanshan's neck.

But his back was facing Nanshan, and his posture was very awkward. Nanshan immediately saw through his intentions, turned his head slightly, and pinned his hands. The terrifying force of the mountain guard locked Chu Huan's limbs, and Nanshan sighed in a low voice. He took a deep breath: "Let me take a good look at you, don't struggle."

Chu Huan's body trembled more and more, and he whispered as if he was about to collapse: "Please, I beg you..."

Nanshan looked at him silently. At that moment, the eyes of the young patriarch who guarded the mountain flashed the deepest pain in his life. Afterwards, he lightly touched the back of Chu Huan's neck with just the right amount of force.

The brief stupor allowed Chu Huan to float up from the sea in his relaxed body. Nanshan stuffed the remaining scepter, which was only half a palm long, into Xiaolu's mouth vertically and let it hold it. He touched it The snake's head: "Whatever it takes, don't let this fire go out."

Xiaolu showed him a ignorant look half-understood, Nanshan smiled wryly, but couldn't find anyone more reliable to entrust.

He took one last look at Chu Huan, and patted Xiaolu's forehead lightly: "Let's go."

Nanshan watched helplessly as the big snake dragged Chu Huan slowly away from him.

It's like putting down a kindling with your own hands.

Chu Huan's hand floating on the water twitched, and he should wake up soon.

Nan Shan raised his head to look at the huge shadow that was about to overwhelm them, and without further delay, he slipped into the shadow without looking back.