After all, if the drought is too long and the water shortage is too great, a few buckets or even dozens of buckets of water will not solve the problem. Irrigation is necessary to stop the drought.

Think here. Han Sanqian found a lake behind the island, and then used spells to be lazy, directly passing the water in the lake through the energy belt, as if entering a ravine, and flowing into the valley of corpses in the distance.

Han Sanqian used a lot of energy, and the water flowed extremely fast. But an hour later, something happened that made Han Sanqian extremely dumbfounded.

A large area of ??water in the lake was transported by Han Sanqian to the corpse valley, and the entire lake even bottomed out because of lack of water, but the corpse valley was exactly the same as it had never been filled before.

Still extremely cracked and extremely dry!

This is the hell, a lake has been sucked dry, but it is still dry? Is it that exaggerated?

"Is there such a shortage of water in this place?" Han Sanqian couldn't help but asked, rubbing his head strangely.

Su Yingxia also felt that there was something wrong with this. To a certain extent, the fields were short of water, but it was not so short. You must know that the area of ??the lake is at least ten times the size of this land, or even more times. But with so much water irrigated, even if the valley of corpses hadn't completely dried up, it wouldn't have no response at all.

"It's been decades since Shigong passed away, and no one has taken care of it, so is it really in short supply, or should we find some more water sources?" Su Yingxia said.

Thinking about what Su Yingxia said also made sense, Han Sanqian stopped thinking about it, and flew into the air to have a bird's-eye view of the nearby water source.

In the end, he set his sights on the only water source a few hundred meters away from the corpse valley.

There is still a lake over there, but it is at least four times larger than the previous lake, so even if it is the only one, there will definitely be no problem using the lake here for irrigation.

Do whatever comes to mind. Han Sanqian was blunt this time and used all his energy to move all the water in the lake to the fields.

air. A huge water polo was slowly lifted from the lake, and then landed in the valley of corpses with a bang.

The name of nature's porters. Han Sanqian did his part!

As the water fell from the sky and poured straight into the corpse valley, Han Sanqian joked to Su Yingxia helplessly: "This is already the only water source in the vicinity. If the mice can't get enough of this water, then they can only eat water." Use the weak water over there to water it."

Su Yingxia had no choice but to smile bitterly: "What? Are you going to destroy it if you can't get it?"

Weak water can even melt stones, not to mention the soil in the small fields. Once the weak water comes, the corpse valley is probably gone.

But just as Su Yingxia finished speaking, the other two stared at each other.

The flood that filled the sky was falling into the valley of corpses. It just took a bubble and all disappeared into the dry ground, leaving nothing behind.

And that bubble was in Han Sanqian's eyes. More fucking like mocking.

Up to now, there is still the sound of the water running in my mind!

"It's a nigga!" Han Sanqian felt his face burning and hurting. Could it be that he really wanted to force himself to die with it with weak water?

"How could this be?" Su Yingxia also frowned.

Obviously, at this point, it is no longer a problem of long drought and lack of water, but a strange problem in this valley of corpses.

Because until now. The water in the two lakes has gone down, not to mention that the valley of corpses can be wet, but at least it is not like it is now. Nothing has changed, and even the places where the water has been poured on the surface are still rubbing hands into ashes.

"How about, Sanqian, try the weak water?" Su Yingxia suddenly looked at Han Sanqian and said.

Han Sanqian was taken aback: "You really want me to take revenge?"

"Do you remember those murals?" Su Yingxia said.

Speaking of murals, Han Sanqian thought about it carefully, and seemed to understand that what Su Yingxia said was not a joke. When the two of them saw the water on the mural, they both thought it was very strange. JrNovels.com