In front of them, the roaring sound of the thunder and rain in front of them seemed to be more powerful than before Medium.
"Come on up!"
As they ran, they looked at the sound of the wind and rain. When they saw the little monk who had robbed the child before, he was holding the child and stepping on a big round bamboo flying from mid air.
At that moment, they were shocked and even more surprised. The excitement of seeing a trace of life in the absolute place could not be expressed in words.
"Go
The middle-aged man held two people around him in one hand. With luck of spiritual power, he jumped up and sat on the round bamboo. The young man and the young woman hugged the bamboo tightly after sitting down for fear of falling down.
As they jumped up, the round bamboo swayed for a while, and then quickly stabilized and flew high. Several people sitting on the bamboos were able to escape. Looking at the position where they were standing just now was engulfed by the mountain torrents, the trees rushing up behind were the scene of hitting the front. They were afraid for a while. Even if they had escaped a robbery, their bodies were still shaking slightly.
"Help Save Ah
A cry for help came from the mountain torrent. They looked down and saw that in the mountain torrent, the man in royal clothes suddenly stretched out his hands and raised his head for help. However, at the next moment, a big tree coming from the torrential torrent pounded the whole man into the torrent and was stabbed to death by the rocks and branches in the torrent.
Looking at the fierce and merciless mountain torrents devouring life, the three middle-aged men only feel cold behind their back. If it wasn't the little monk who saved them just now, I'm afraid that they would not be able to escape the fate of death.
In the wind and rain, Downing dare not stay in the air, because green bamboo can take them to fly, or she with spiritual power to help, even if so, I'm afraid it won't last long. At present, the top priority is to find a safe place to fall down.
"Hold on to it." Tang Ning said, seeing that they were holding the bamboo tightly, they flew to a higher safe place.
The mountain torrents covered a wide area. They braved the wind and rain and searched in the sky for a long time before they found a high flat land. When they put them down, all three of them were unable to stand.
They looked at the distant river like mountain torrents, listening to the mountain torrents in the night made a terrible roar, then took a deep breath, slowly exhaled.
The middle-aged man slowed down first. He got up and knelt down to the little monk holding the child: "thank you for saving your life, little master!"
"Thank you for saving your life, little master." The young couple also knelt down, respectfully and gratefully.
Previously, they did not know why the little monk, who had a good chat with them, suddenly took their children. It was only when the flash flood came that they suddenly realized it.
It turned out that he was trying to save them.
If it was not for his help, I'm afraid that all of them would die here today.