Wang Han thought about it in another thought.

The high priest is called Yang Chunlai, and there is also a Yangjia Village in this place.

Could it be that Yang Qing'e is from Yangjia Village?

But it doesn't match the things translated from the dog basket before, Bangzi!

It seems that I have to wait and ask Ma Fuyin again.

Just when everyone thought it was over.

A strange cry broke through the silence.

I saw Zhen Yourong’s younger brother Zhen Youzhi swaying violently, rushing towards Nilijian without his control.

The dozen village chiefs in front quickly looked up.

But it's still one step late.

Zhen Youzhi's coffin had already rushed in there.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhen Yourong shouted and rushed towards the other side.

Ma Fuyin hooked the soul ship.

"Ambition!"

Zhen Yuanshan immediately roared and was about to rush forward.

But Yang Huhuan held it down.

"Don't disturb the ancestors!"

Zhen Yuanshan's eyes were so angry that he was like a bloody man, "That's my son!!!"

"At such a high place, the water flows so fast! I will definitely die if I go down!"

Unexpectedly, Zhen Youzhi's terrified scream suddenly came from below.

"Help! Help!"

The voice trembled and he was crying.

Ma Fuyin immediately took out a plate of rope from his soul ship, tied one end to his waist, and handed it to Zhen Yuanshan and others, "Go ahead!"

After saying that, he urged his soul ship to rush out, and reached the side, jumped down.

A few seconds later, Ma Fuyin's voice came from below, "Put the rope!"

Several village chiefs put up a few meters of rope.

There was another shout from below, "Let's go!"

The group worked hard at the same time.

Not long after, he pulled the person up.

Zhen Youzhi's face was pale, his lips were trembling incessantly, and he looked at everyone in horror.
Chapter completed!