New Disciple of the Yin Yang Flower Sect, Xu Qing (3)

The river water rippled and surged, accelerating their progress, causing the river's surface to contort as if in prostration. Witnessing this scene, Wu Jianwu's body trembled, and while he was in a daze, the captain approached him, wrapping an arm around his neck and speaking softly.

"Big Jianjian, I didn't lie to you before, right? Do you want to be like this one day?"

Wu Jianwu definitely wanted that, and so was destined to be unable to escape the captain's demonic clutches.

Hence, very soon, he was pulled to the side by the captain who muttered something in his ears. Wu Jianwu's eyes were filled with struggle and excitement. In the end, his excitement surpassed everything.

"Fool!" Ning Yan snorted inwardly.

Xu Qing didn't bother with these. He was sensing these river spirits.