Chapter 439: Master Tang Rescue

The mountain torrent dozens of feet high covered them with a rumbling sound, and a flash of lightning in the wind and rain in the dark night showed the turbulent momentum of the mountain torrent in front of their eyes. In the face of a powerful natural disaster, their strength appeared like that. Just when they thought they would die and were in despair, they heard the little monk's shout, which contained spiritual energy and entered their ears.

"Come up!"

As they ran, they looked at the sound of the wind and rain, and when they saw the little monk who had snatched the child and ran away holding the child, he stepped on a large round bamboo and flew over from mid-air.

At that moment, they were shocked and even more pleasantly surprised. The excitement of seeing a trace of vitality in a desperate place cannot be expressed in words.

"Walk!"

The middle-aged man held the two people beside him with one hand, and his spiritual power was aura, and he jumped up and sat on the round bamboo. The young man and the young woman hugged the round bamboo tightly after sitting down. Afraid of falling.

Because they jumped up, Yuanzhu swayed a bit, then quickly stabilized and flew to a higher place. The few people who were able to escape and sat on the round bamboo watched the place where they stood just now being engulfed by the torrent, and the trees rushing up behind were the scene of the crash, and they couldn't help but be afraid for a while, even if they escaped, this time. His body was still shaking slightly involuntarily.

"Help...help...ah!"

A cry for help came from the mountain torrent. They looked down and saw that in the mountain torrent, the man in brocade clothes stretched out his hands and raised his head to ask for help. A big tree from the torrent slammed into the torrent, and the man in brocade directly slammed into the torrent, and was stabbed to death by the rocks and branches in the torrent.

Watching the torrent devour life fiercely and mercilessly, the three middle-aged men only felt chills behind their backs. If the little monk hadn't rescued them just now, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to escape the end of their lives.

In the wind and rain, Tangning didn't dare to stay in mid-air, because Qingzhu was able to take them up and she would help them with her spiritual power. Even so, I'm afraid it wouldn't last long. The most important thing right now was to find a safe place to fall. Say it again.

"You have stabilized." Tangning said, seeing that they were hugging Yuanzhu tightly, so they flew to a higher safe place.

The torrent covered a wide area. They braved the wind and rain to search in the sky for a while before they found a higher level ground. The round bamboo flew down. When they were put down, the three of them could not stand. sit on the ground.

They looked at the river-like torrent in the distance, and listened to the terrifying roar of the torrent in the night, and then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

The middle-aged man slowed down first. He got up and bowed deeply to the little monk holding the child: "Thank you little master for saving your life, thank you little master for saving your life!"

"Thank you little master for saving your life, thank you little master for saving your life." The young couple also knelt down and supported each other, respectfully and sincerely grateful.

Previously, they didn't know why the little monk who had a good chat with them suddenly wanted to take their child away. They didn't realize it until the flash flood came.

It turned out that he was trying to save them.

If it wasn't for him to save him, I'm afraid that all of their family would have to die here today.