Chapter five hundred and sixty seventh
The soft flesh seemed to have eyes. The water pillar aimed at them and then fell down. He dodged several times. Fang Chen had no choice but to hide under Qinghong's waist and abdomen from Qinghong's back.
Qinghong's wings that had just swallowed the pearls and reimbursed his wings again.
Fortunately, the soft flesh on the head is not an infinite boss, and I will be tired. I put the shells on for two hours in a row and finally gradually faded.
Not to mention Qing Hong who had been hiding, even Fang Chen was already exhausted and collapsed on Qing Hong's back.
Fang Chen leaned his head to look at the soft flesh above his head, trying to find a pit and let them stop for a while to rest, but when he found a similar hole, he was about to open his mouth.
He felt a sudden tremor under him, and Fang Chen heard a sharp sound in his ears, then his body lightened and fell straight down.
Fang Chen's eyes were about to pop out of his eyes, and he scolded Qing Hong for being too stupid today and couldn't hold on. Don't you know if you shouted earlier?
If Qinghong heard it, he would probably roll his eyes. Will it be useful if he screamed? He had no place to stay, so he had to fall down.
It was just a drop of more than ten meters high and fell down in the blink of an eye.
Fang Chen reached out and rushed to support a wind ball. He and Qing Hong fell up, and were slowly shocked. The pink beads wrapped in his clothes all fell out of the clothes.
Fang Chen subconsciously reached out to fish, but Fang Chen's energy was almost exhausted. After stretching, the breath held in his chest was pulled away, and the air ball spread under him also dissipated. Not to mention picking up beads, everyone went down with him.
With a thud, water splashed everywhere, and Fang Chen and Qing Hong disappeared on the lake.
The moment Fang Chen fell into the water, he had just said something in his mind, and now he was completely dead. And with the erosion of the lake, they would probably die without any bones.
However, with his eyes closed, Fang Chen never waited for the stinging pain he imagined, only the coldness on his face.
Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes, but he saw a pink light in front of him, and the shaking eyes seemed to be putting fireworks in front of him.
He took a while to see clearly what was sticking to his face...the pile of pink beads that fell out of his pocket.
Looking at the hard beads, the water was filled with water and it looked like a soaked taro ball, sticking to pieces, tender and smoothly pressing on his face, shining with a soft pink fluorescent.
Blocked the surging lake water around it.
Because he picked up too many, the pink beads not only could cover him, but even Qing Hong, who was half-hide, was thrown in with him.
Fang Chen grabbed Qinghong's tentacles and pulled it hard to wake it up to reduce its body shape.
Qing Hong obediently shrank to the size of a palm, flew to Fang Chen's head and lay down.
Fang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, half floating in the lake, secretly praising himself for having a vision and picking up this bag of treasure beads.
But before his breath could even calm down, the soft flesh on his head began again.
The water column was like firing a cannon, one shot after another, constantly slamming down from the top of the head.
When hit the water, water splashed everywhere.
Although this pink bead can block the surging tides around, it cannot stand the life-desperate collision of the water column above the head.
After a few times, the beads on Fang Chen's head were knocked apart, and the lake water poured in, a small stream of water slid in, swallowing Fang Chen's trouser leg directly.
Fang Chen was so scared that he jumped to the other side to avoid it, letting the pink beads spill the water out.
The bead was shaking and shaking. Fang Chen didn't dare to stop anymore, so he quickly pushed the shield surrounded by the bead and walked under the water.
Chapter completed!