Chapter 1909 Liao Jiang's Danger

These fishermen may not be familiar with each other, but they are still boating on the river at night. Knowing that they are all hard-working people, no one would be stingy to lend a helping hand. How could they think more in their honest hearts? Since those fishermen did not float in the river, how much stronger can they be?

But the strange thing is that these fishermen who are fighting the fire are more flexible in the river than the upstream fish. In a short while, they have approached the several large whirlpools. However, the fishermen who first came into contact with the whirlpools just sank under the water as soon as they touched the whirlpools, and never showed up again, as if they had never appeared! Now, the fishermen who came behind were terrified and hurriedly shouted and fled to the river bank!

Unfortunately, it was too late now. The whirlpools were like big mouths swallowing people, getting bigger and faster, moving towards these people...

"Help..." The heart-wrenching cry for help could not be heard far on the river surface with surging water. Not to mention the sound of water, even the sound of thousands of river fish falling into the water could drown the sound.

At this critical moment, a "rumbling" sound of water flow suddenly appeared in the night sky in the distance. The water flow seemed to be as continuous as the river water, and it seemed to be more powerful than the "rushing" of the river water, just like a waterfall rushing down from the mountain wall! Along with the sound of the water flow, another voice full of energy, more powerful than the rolling waves, came over: "Hold on for a moment, Mo will rescue you!"

Looking at the source of the voice, a long river seemed to fall from the sky like the Milky Way, and on the long river there was a scholar with his feet on the red cloud. He came with a sword in a white Confucian outfit!

"Help..." How could the fishermen who had half of their bodies fallen into the whirlpool care about the visitor's divine demeanor? They hurriedly shouted for help!

It was strange to say that the scholar's voice sounded. The whirlpool on the river surface here weakened immediately. Although the bodies of several fishermen were spinning uncontrollably in the whirlpool, they no longer fell into the river surface immediately as before!

In a short while, the scholar had landed on the heads of several people, but the scholar's thick eyebrows and face were full of tranquility. Although facing the life and death of several people, his thin lips were tightly closed. There was no panic, "Go~" The scholar waved his hand, and a silk handkerchief like brocade flew out. The sword wind turned into a size of ten feet. The handkerchief fell down and rolled up, and a fisherman was easily rolled up, and then the handkerchief flew to another place. Rolled up several one after another. As for the scholar himself, he urged the flying sword, grabbed the two fishermen in the air with both hands, and flew out of the river and was brought to the river bank by him.

"Thank you for saving my life!" Several people landed on the shore. Their faces were pale, and they bowed without thinking.

"Hey, get up!" The scholar had crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and he didn't look young. He waved his hand. He said, "It's late now. Liaojiang is not calm. Let's go back and rest early! Although fishing for money is important, life is more important!"

"Sir, go and save Sun Laoer..." One of the fishermen said anxiously,

"He has a 70-year-old blind mother at home..."

"Hey~" The scholar looked at the calm Liaojiang River, and his tightly closed lips moved slightly!

"Plop plop..." Several fishermen hurriedly kowtowed again. They might not know Sun Laoer, but they knew that if Sun Laoer was gone, the 70-year-old blind old woman... I'm afraid she won't live long!

"Wait a moment..." The scholar hesitated for a moment, and flew up into the air again. At this time, three older men flew in the sky in the distance. They were all dressed as Confucianists, but they did not carry swords, but stepped on faint blue clouds.

The three old men were very respectful to the scholar. After the scholar gave them some instructions, the three old men caught up with the uncontrolled boats on the river, which were drifting along the current, as if they were going to send them to the shore.

The scholar waved his hand, and a sword light rushed into the night sky, heading towards Changsheng Town, and his body flashed with sword light, and then rushed into Liaojiang...

A few moments later, when the three old men sent the boats to the shore, Mr. Tai'an, who was on the auspicious cloud, and Zhu Junfeng, who was flying the sword, arrived together. Seeing this situation, the two were shocked, and even more so, when they heard the thrilling things the fishermen said, their faces changed drastically, and they looked at each other in bewilderment. It's not that there is no danger on the Liao River, nor that no fishermen died on the Liao River, but it's as strange as these fishermen said, Zhu Junfeng and Mr. Tai'an have never heard of it!

"I am Zhu Yan, my courtesy name is Zhu Junfeng, and I am the dean of Changsheng Town Academy. I meet all the uncles!" Zhu Junfeng saw that the three old men were all at the level of Wensheng, and hurried forward to greet them. Mr. Tai'an did not dare to neglect him and bowed to greet them.

"Dean Zhu, Junior Brother Tai'an! We are here to greet you!" The three hurriedly returned the greetings and introduced themselves. As expected, they were all disciples of Chongyun Sect at the level of Wensheng, named Qiu Jian, Li Moming and Ji Dong, but they did not tell Zhu Junfeng their courtesy names.

The five people finished greeting each other. Because there were fishermen from Changsheng Town nearby, Zhu Junfeng didn't want to ask more questions. He looked at the three people and said, "Mr. Tai'an is here with the three uncles. I'll go over and take a look!"

"President Zhu..." Qiu Jian in front of him hurriedly called out, "The river is dangerous. Mr. Mo didn't even let us get close. You should..."

"It's okay!" Zhu Junfeng smiled, "I've been in Changsheng Town for a long time. I've been to Liaojiang dozens of times, if not hundreds of times. I've also done a lot of night boating and drinking!"

"Dean Zhu!" Li said with inexplicable displeasure, "I know that you are in charge of this place! But since Mr. Mo is here, I naturally have to listen to his orders! Mr. Mo said not to go there, it must be dangerous, and I will wait for you today This is exactly why I came here. If you think you, a little boy, can support me, then I and others will turn around as soon as Mr. Mo comes back!"

"Yes, yes, Xiaosheng knows his mistake!" Zhu Junfeng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly bowed.

"Well, it's good to know!" Li nodded inexplicably, without saying anything, and looked up at Liao Jiang!

The broad Liaojiang River is the same as before, and there is no danger. There are fewer giant boats in the center of the river, but occasionally one will sail by. The lights on the giant boats flicker like the stars in the sky, and there are also lights on the river surface. The moonlight fragments want to echo, but it also makes people wonder whether this is the star falling in the sky.

"Whoosh~" A long river flows out against the current and rushes up to a height of more than ten feet. The brilliance of the light instantly covers all the stars and moonlight! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read it.)