Chapter 258: Making Wedding Dresses for Others
Chapter 258: Making Wedding Dresses for Others (Time is urgent, please wait for the order, there are changes)
"Help... help..."
The woman was trapped by the lake water, her whole body was soaked, her thin dress clung to her skin, her curves seemed to be drawn by a brush, the mountains and valleys were clearly visible, even the two fairy dates were clearly visible.
There was fear of death in her eyes, and her consciousness gradually fell into endless darkness.
Mrs. Wang was from the Central Plains and was not good at swimming. She had just fought with Wang Renqiu on the boat and was exhausted. At this time, the river and the sea collided, the undercurrent was turbulent, and it was extremely dangerous. Even the most experienced fisherman on the Minjiang River did not dare to go into the water easily.
Such a plump body will become a cold dead object in a few dozen breaths, and anyone who sees it will feel pity.
"help me…"
Mrs. Wang was soon dragged down by the whirlpool of the undercurrent, leaving only one white arm exposed in the waves of the lake, trying to grab something that could bring her out of the dark prison of death.
"Hurry up!"
Just when she was in despair, she suddenly caught a life-saving straw.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, so she could only hold on to this glimmer of hope tightly, not daring to let go even at the risk of her life.
"Not good, the undercurrent is too strong."
As soon as Zhang Yu grabbed their hands, he felt a huge force dragging the two of them down.
With the green jade ring in his hand and his strong internal energy, it was no problem for him to stay underwater for quarter of an hour. However, he could wait, but Madam Wang could not.
There were undercurrents all beneath the lake, and there was no place to gain leverage. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, it was like being trapped by layers of cotton walls, unable to display his skills. If he were alone, it would not be difficult for him to escape. However, if he was with a woman, it would be a little troublesome.
"Ma'am, hold me tight!"
Mrs. Wang was in a hazy state of consciousness and felt that her waist was being held by a strong arm and being lifted up continuously.
She opened her eyes and saw a young man about the same age as Pingzhi, who was struggling to drag her toward the surface of the water. His arms kept squeezing her breasts, but when it came to a matter of life and death, no one cared about such trivial matters.
People who are drowning and dying will have the strongest desire to survive.
"Help... Help me, hero..."
She was like an octopus, using her hands and feet to wrap herself around Zhang Yu, wishing she could be rubbed into one with him so she could escape.
A powerful suction force came, and he looked down. Unexpectedly, there was a black vortex hidden under the water. The mud and sand were rolling around, and the undercurrent was constantly being swallowed by the vortex. The two were also entangled in the undercurrent, and they were not rising but falling, approaching the edge of the vortex.
Zhang Yu smelled danger and quickly pulled his left arm out from between his breasts. He mobilized his internal strength and raised his palm to strike downwards.
"boom!"
The water was turbid and the waves were surging downwards.
A huge force came in the opposite direction, pushing the two of them up five or six meters.
"Sure enough!"
Zhang Yu found the way and breathed a sigh of relief. He lifted the woman with his right hand and used his left hand to circulate the Bei Ming Magic Art, gathering the water ball and pushing it downward continuously. The reaction force allowed the two bodies to break free from the entanglement of the undercurrent vortex and quickly float to the surface of the lake.
"Wow!"
A column of water six or seven feet high splashed on the surface of the water.
A figure stepped on the water, leaped up five or six feet, and landed on the deck of the "Fuwei".
Zhang Yu was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Although he didn't know the origin of the black vortex underwater and where it led to, he could feel that the black vortex was extremely dangerous and could threaten his life. He looked at Mrs. Wang who had already fainted. She was still hanging on him like a spider, like a piece of soft meat. While feeling lucky, he remembered his original intention of saving people and couldn't help but swear.
"Lin Pingzhi, I..."
The two parties who were fighting fiercely stopped fighting temporarily because a third person broke in, and they all looked over.
"lady?"
Lin Zhennan was originally blood-thirsty, but when he saw that his wife was not dead but was saved by a young man, the joy of getting her back was simply indescribable. It's just that the posture of both of them was a little... not very elegant, but as long as she is alive, it is a great thing.
"Thank you for your heroic efforts, young man. Fuwei Escort Agency will reward you handsomely."
Zhang Yu looked towards Lin Zhennan and saw that his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly and still bleeding.
Originally, he was no match for Qingcheng Sect's eldest disciple Hou Renying. When he saw his wife fell into the water and was in great danger, he became extremely ferocious and led the bodyguards and porters who shared the same hatred for the enemy to stop these Qingcheng Sect masters at all costs.
Seeing the other person's husband present, Zhang Yu looked down at the woman still hanging on him, feeling a little embarrassed.
Mrs. Wang had already fainted. Between life and death, her emergency reaction made her hold tightly onto her "lifeline". It would be impossible to get it off for a while, unless her arms were chopped off.
Zhang Yu looked at Lin Zhennan, very politely, and chuckled, "I am just a wandering man in the martial arts world. I have long heard that the Fuwei Escort Agency is known for helping the needy and keeping its promises. I was just watching the tide on a boat, and heard shouts of killing coming from the Fuwei. I also saw someone fall into the water, so I took the initiative to attack. I hope that Chief Escort Lin will not blame me."
Lin Zhennan quickly bowed and said, "No way, the person you saved was my wife. I am grateful to you so much that I would never blame you."
The short and fat man was very dissatisfied when he saw that the two were still chatting, and he stepped forward with his sword in hand.
"Where did you come from, little thief, to dare to be the first to come out? You haven't even grown all your hair yet, do you know how to write the word death?"
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "I don't know. You can teach me."
Wang Renqiu was furious: "You're looking for death!"
He jumped up a foot high and stabbed with his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Zhang Yu's throat.
The Songfeng swordsmanship was somewhat well-known in the Southern Country's martial arts world. They were worried that if they were recognized, their identities as Qingcheng Sect disciples might be exposed in advance, so they did not use their master's martial arts moves. This was also the reason why Lin Zhennan was able to resist for so long.
"Falling Wild Goose Style!"
Wang Renqiu's sword strike was extremely fierce, using his master's unique skills, but he had some selfish motives.
He had always liked this kind of thing, and seeing that Mrs. Wang was plump and graceful, he had long been drooling over this piece of delicious meat. He lost control of his strength and pushed her off the boat, for which he regretted for a long time.
Now seeing that Mrs. Wang was not drowned but was hanging on another man like a dead dog, she felt indignant and thought that all her efforts not only did not bring her what she wanted, but instead seemed to be making wedding dresses for others.
"Clang!"
Zhang Yu was entangled by Madam Wang and could not move easily. He only had time to draw the Xuanyue sword at his waist and block the "Pingsha Luoyan" style. Wang Renqiu sneered, a vicious idea arose in his mind, and he stabbed the sword three inches downwards towards the back of the woman without reducing the blade.
"Despicable!"
Zhang Yu cursed, and although his vision was blocked, he still swung his sword accurately, and with a "bang", he cut off Wang Renqiu's sword. The surging internal force, like a river flowing upstream, rushed up along the broken sword. Wang Renqiu's palms shook violently, and blood flowed from his knuckles. He quickly dropped the sword and then he was able to get rid of this powerful internal force.
"how is this possible?"
"This person is so young, yet he has such a high level of inner strength?"
Wang Renqiu couldn't believe it. He looked at Zhang Yu blankly, with jealousy flashing in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)