Wusheng looked at the treasure hunters who had disappeared in front of him, and looked down at the mountain village in the wind and rain below.

Why,

He turned around and came to the mountain village, grabbed a child who was lying in the wind and rain with one hand, turned over and palmed the waves several feet high back into the river.

The child looked pale and trembling all over, looking at Wusheng, at a loss.

"Run quickly and go find your parents." Wusheng said softly.

Jiangshui took me again,

go back,

Wusheng pushed his palm flat, and the golden light in his palm retreated back your river.

The wind is roaring, the rain is yelling, and the lightning is roaring.

People in the small village were running high up the mountain. In the dark night, they couldn't see the road clearly, some cried and some were injured.

The waves continued, and Wusheng was a little anxious.
Chapter completed!