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"Roar?"

An Xuefeng didn't relax when he suddenly saw a familiar teammate. The majestic white tiger turned its head and rubbed Yi Ling who was riding on its back with a low roar.

"He is the one who came to pick us up."

Under normal circumstances, Yi Ling would definitely tease An Xuefeng a few words, but he was also disgusted by the swarm of insects above his head for more than an hour. He almost wanted to swallow the corn shoots several times. Now that he saw someone coming to the other side of the river, he directly affirmed. However, even if An Xuefeng got a positive answer, the white tiger's expression did not change. The animal eyes were still sharp and alert. The other passengers saw that someone on the other side could control the river by reciting folk songs, and their faces were mostly fearful and alert.

Wei Xun on the other side of the river gestured to them from a distance, indicating that they should move forward. The white tiger growled and called the passengers to follow. From afar, they could see a large number of flying insects in front and behind the wild river, all gathering towards the section of the river that had created the vortex, just like the tail line of an airplane in the sky. They could not see where they came from in the front and the end in the back. They gathered there like a floating black mist. The scene was extremely spectacular. Against the backdrop of the distant and desolate chanting, it seemed like an ancient and barbaric sacrifice between heaven and earth, which was shocking. Wang Yushu, who was riding on the back of the white tiger, could not help but open his mobile phone and started the live broadcast due to his occupational disease of being a host.

Unfortunately, the live broadcast through the small screen was not as shocking as the scene. Wang Yushu only opened the live broadcast software, and then he no longer cared about the mobile phone, because they were about to cross the river. An Baihu led the team to run forward for about 200 meters, and saw that the wild river turned in front of them. There was a relatively narrow section of the river that was only about 20 meters wide. There were irregular rocks standing in the river channel, and they could jump to the other side without touching the water by stepping on the rocks.

"Roar." The white tiger roared in a signal, walked to the edge of the earth slope first, and looked down at the river beach. Yi Ling, who was riding on its back, only glanced at the river beach and frowned in disgust. The black flying insects that originally covered the river beach all flew away, revealing the rotten red mud. The mud was full of dense small eyes, like insect nests, denser than sesame seeds on sesame cakes. Occasionally, you can see the reflection of water waves on the river beach. A closer look shows that they are all larvae buried in the mud and wriggling, and there are many reddish-brown insect pupae. Yi Ling was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit. He couldn't help but pull the white tiger's ears that were twisting alertly, urging it to go faster. But someone slid down from the white tiger's back-Bai Feibai discussed with Miao Fangfei for a few words and then jumped off the white tiger. "Captain, there seems to be something buried in the muddy riverbank over there." Bai Feibai said, putting on gloves and shoe covers, and took out a sealed bag and a long clamp from his backpack: "Captain, you carry Ling Dao and the others over first, and come to pick us up in the second round. With Xiao Miao here, we are fine for the time being." "Roar." The white tiger narrowed his eyes and stared at the place where Bai Feibai pointed, then nodded in response, and then lay down to let Wang Pengpai and others come up. Yi Ling saw it in his eyes and knew that the riverbank and the river water in front of him were full of weirdness. It looked unsafe for people to walk on it. An Xuefeng wanted to carry all the passengers across the river. The white tiger was big enough, and carrying four people would not affect its combat effectiveness at all. It could also respond flexibly when encountering emergencies. It could carry everyone across in two round trips. But the white tiger must step on the muddy riverbank... Yi Ling glanced at Bai Feibai's shoe covers, pulled the tiger's ears, lowered his head and asked softly: "How far can you jump?" Can you jump directly over the riverbank and jump onto the big rock on the river surface? Yi Ling estimated with his naked eyes that the river beach was at least ten meters wide, and the nearest stone was three or four meters away from the river bank. How far can a tiger jump? Seven or eight meters? What about the White Tiger God? Otherwise, just let the corn shoots build a bridge. He really couldn't stand the mud and worms in the White Tiger's claws. He would have to play with tiger claws in the future!

"Hey, don't lick it!"

The White Tiger stood up after Mao Xiaole, Wan Xiangchun, and Yu Hehu and Tong Hecan sat firmly. He looked back at Yi Ling and seemed to see the entanglement on Yi Ling's face. It didn't say anything, but suddenly licked the back of Yi Ling's hand. The heat made him shrink the back of his hand for a moment. Just as he looked at the White Tiger in confusion, the White Tiger turned around and ran in the opposite direction of the river bank in the next second. After running dozens of meters in a few seconds, he turned around and suddenly rushed to the river bank!

! ! !

The White Tiger was too fast. It rushed back to the edge of the earth slope in an instant, and then it suddenly jumped forward! The white tiger soared to a considerable height, just like flying, with its tail curled up to protect the passengers on its back. The cold wind whistled past, and Wang Yushu and others on the white tiger's back were so scared that they crouched down and grabbed the tiger's fur to hold it tightly to stabilize their bodies. Their hearts almost jumped out of their throats. The other side of the river, which was originally far away, was instantly pulled closer. It seemed that the white tiger jumped to the center of the river in the first jump, stepped on the big rocks in the river and jumped again lightly. The second jump jumped to the other side of the river. The speed of crossing the river was faster than that of a bungee jumper! Wang Yushu stumbled when he got off the white tiger, and his legs were still a little weak. His face was filled with shock and bewilderment. He opened and closed his mouth several times, and in his mind he only had straightforward thoughts like "Fuck, the White Tiger is flying!" The others were also excited and couldn't calm down. They stared at the White Tiger, and saw it bend down to let Yi Ling get off the ground. Its very flexible and powerful tail swung back and forth, and it seemed to be very proud to curl around Yi Ling's waist. Then the White Tiger didn't waste any time, turned around and jumped back to the other side in two jumps. In just a few minutes, it jumped back carrying Bai Feibai and others and a pile of luggage.

"Captain An, Captain An, you are so awesome!"

Mao Xiaole couldn't help but admire him, his eyes sparkling. The second time they stood on the other side of the river as onlookers, they could see more clearly the power of the white tiger's jump and the unimaginable distance. This was really no ordinary tiger! White Tiger God, when An Xuefeng stood in front of them again, looking at the extremely tall and majestic white tiger, this word emerged in the hearts of all the passengers, and the original illusory impression was completely realized.

An Xuefeng really has the power of the White Tiger God.

"Roar."

The moment when the passengers' knowledge and belief in the 'White Tiger God' became clearer and firmer, An Xuefeng roared, and a faint golden light flashed across his thick snow-white fur. He clearly felt that his physical strength and spirit had returned to their peak. state, full of energy and refreshed.

"Click."

Next to him, Bai Feibai was asking Wang Yushu to focus on taking pictures of the stones in the middle of the river. He also took a few pictures of An Xuefeng, who was capturing the scene where the white tiger's body was glowing with golden light. Bai Hu's ears twitched, and just as he was about to take a quick look, he heard Wei Xun's voice singing repeatedly, suddenly rising in pitch. The singing sound stopped, but the lyrics changed -

"Blow a horn to the emperor and blow out a clear river."

"When the voice is high, the water rises; when the voice is low, the water falls -"

boom--

The faint thunderous sound of water roared again, and even from hundreds of meters away, you could see the huge waves of turbid water rising over there, suddenly rising like a big tide, swallowing up a large number of dark flying insects hovering in the river, like It was as if a piece of a dark cloud had been violently torn off. Then the waves receded fiercely, sweeping away tens of millions of black insects in the river. The black flying insects that were still hovering over the river became obviously panicked, and flew towards the river like a maniac. The black insects swallowed by a wave of water only accounted for a very small part of the total number, but Wei Xun continued to chant repeatedly.

"When the voice is high, the water rises; when the voice is low, the water falls."

"When the voice is high, the water rises; when the voice is low, the water falls -"

He sang repeatedly for ten times. The river was turbulent and undulating. Every time the waves rose, a large number of flying insects could be swept away. After ten times, most of the dark flying insects on the river were reduced, and the remaining ones were useless. The swarms were flying wildly, and could no longer gather into a terrifying and huge swarm like giants.

"jingle--"

After a soul-cleansing ringtone, the chanting became softer and gentler, with more of a soothing meaning:

"Blow a horn to the emperor and blow out a clear river."

"Bend the horns, bend the horns."

"Blow out a winding Qingjiang River——"

Amidst the singing, the turbulent river finally calmed down and turned into a quiet gurgling flow. And the remaining dark flying insects also became quiet, like mayflies flying in groups on the river after dusk, touching each other, and then flying down to the river beach.

"They're here."

Miao Fangfei whispered, she had good eyesight and saw those black flying insects mating in the air like dragonflies, and then some of the black flying insects died after mating, falling from the sky into the river like fine black rain. More black flying insects landed back on the river beach, perhaps laying a new round of eggs. Presumably, the black insect swarm on this wild river will return to its original terrifying number soon.

"I really don't know what kind of bugs these are."

Hearing what she said, the passengers felt sad.

"This is a man-faced beetle (dù), a carnivorous flying insect that is wary of tomb robbers."

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from not far away. The passengers knew it by heart. When they looked up, they saw the man who had been standing on the bank of the river singing to help them cross the river, standing dozens of meters away and rushing towards them. smiled.

This man was not too tall, with straight shoulders and back, a smile on his face, and a very elegant outfit. He was wearing a complex robe with red and blue edges, an octagonal miter on his head, a black horn in one hand, and an eight-treasure copper bell in the other. His dark blue eyes were full of energy, and he looked at them with a smile. It is said that people rely on their clothes, but in fact, the clothes also need to be suitable for people to wear them with that kind of demeanor.

This man stood there with a slight smile. He looked like a decent mage. He had an outstanding temperament and a very upright look. He could completely control his robe. He left a very good first impression on others.

But the tourists present were not people who would be deceived by first impressions. While sizing up this person, they all peeked at Guide Zero's expression from the corner of their eyes. They saw Guide Ling leaning next to Bai Hu, his attitude seemed a bit casual. After feeling the gazes of the tourists, Yi Ling encouraged him in a tone that meant he was just watching the excitement and said, "Family members, this is the guide who will lead us into the mountain. ”

"His name is Wei Xun, but he is a famous person that the mountain god admires very much these days."

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"ah??!"

In reality, You Ziming stared at the live broadcast screen, almost using his whole life's willpower not to jump up, his eyes dancing back and forth between Yi Ling and the new 'Wei Xun'.

What Wei Xun? ?

Who is this, Wei Xun? ? !