Poor Han Sanqian was lucky enough to keep pressing down on his body, trying to avoid the danger of being swept away, but how could he expect that the rising and spinning water suddenly changed direction, and suddenly pushed Han Sanqian directly downward.
All of a sudden, Han Sanqian felt as if his back was being crushed by Mount Tai. A strong pressure even crushed Han Sanqian into meatloaf. When he reflected, his feet had already been directly inserted into the mud.
"Depend on!"
Han Sanqian cursed in a low voice, and forced all his energy to go up. This damn Lanfu is indeed the strongest of the nine young phoenixes, and he almost killed himself with just one flap of his wings.
damn it.
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