Two thousand meters southwest, you can see a row of rare low houses in the city from afar. They are all old-fashioned brick houses, and the tallest one is only two floors.

This is one of the suburban villages born from the river economy of the Ive River, located nearest to the lower reaches. This river has always provided livelihoods for the residents here, but this time it brought about a complete disaster.

Those who can live here are the descendants of the woodcutter who knows the river well. Even so, no one expected this sudden break of the dam.

It was obviously not raining, but the steady flowing Wei River seemed to suddenly become a demon. From the first person to the time difference between the river flooding half of the village, the time difference between the two was only about ten minutes.

At this time, the water situation had risen to nearly one person's height. The doors and windows of all the houses had been blocked by water, and some fragile old doors were directly washed away, and the water flowed into the room and flooded the rooms one by one. Fortunately, the village chief made a timely judgment and told everyone not to run around but to climb the roof. In this first wave, there were no casualties.

But what no one expected was that the flood's rise seemed to have no end at all. After the highest water level in more than 40 years, it had no intention of stopping, but instead became more severe. In a short while, the entire village was trapped in a vast ocean.

Wang Duzhou squatted at the highest point of his roof, covering his bloody forehead that had just been hit by a flying stone, and lowered his eyes with other residents who also squatted on the roof, staring at the river rushing under his feet with trembling eyes.

The tumbling foam rolled with branches, tables, chairs and even short-circuited electric vehicles. The electric poles in the village were tilted by the rapids, hanging down deadly high-voltage lines, and in contact with the water surface, constantly bursting with sparks and flashes like thunder. The river water opened its mouth to him like a beast, mixed with rolling rocks and rocks, and in a meal, the home he knew most well had become hell on earth.

A low crying sound came from beside him. He quickly turned around and hugged his wife next to him tightly. His wife hugged their three-year-old daughter with multiple scratched arms. The little girl was frightened and was kicking her legs in her mother's arms and crying: "I'm afraid...I don't want to stay here...I want to go home!"

"Be good, it's okay, someone will come to save us soon." The woman comforted the little girl softly, but then she looked like her husband, and there was a lot of fear in her eyes. "What's going on? When will the rescue team come?"

"I don't know, the communication has been cut off, and I don't know if the village chief can contact him..."

Wang Duzhou tightened his phone without signal. Although he had not finished speaking, his wife understood what he meant. They all fell silent and watched the water surface under their feet keep approaching them. In a short while, the splashing water had already licked their insteps.

Wang Duzhou's back was already soaked in sweat. At this rising speed, they could not stay where they were at most for a few minutes, but in such an emergency, they had no other place to escape.

The location of this small village is already in a biased manner. Even if the situation is reflected on it at the first time, a few minutes will not be enough to get here from the city. Now the house under his feet has been slightly shaken under the impact and may fall into the water at any time.

There is no hope. He thought that perhaps only the gods could save his family now.

While thinking, Wang Duzhou's face was sunk, he slanted his body, and showed his shoulders to his wife beside him: "Come on, hold Huahua and stand on my shoulders."

The woman was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

"Stand on my shoulders and lift Huahua up. Then I stand up again, let's hold my daughter high together." Wang Duzhou looked at his daughter in his arms, "If the water really floods later, it will take a few minutes for us to flood... Let's take this time for Huahua!"

The woman stared at him blankly, and even the little girl in her arms stopped crying and sobbed at him: "Dad, isn't anyone here to save us?"

"Don't worry, it will come." Wang Duzhou touched her small head lovingly, "Don't be afraid, there will be a god coming down from the sky to save us."

When the woman heard this, she lowered her head and raised her eyes with full motherhood.

She held the little girl and stood up carefully on the man's shoulders. Then the man grabbed her ankle. The two of them struggled to maintain their balance against the chimney next to them. When the feet stopped shaking, she finally kissed the little girl, then held her in her hand, raised her high, and raised it above her head.

At such a high place, the little girl did not cry anymore. She looked at her feet with tears in her eyes. The house sank little by little in the loose soil layer, but the mud and water finally rose up. In the continuous waves, the space where the roof could be settled little by little.

The family of three seemed to be floating in the sea, standing on an isolated island that was about to be submerged. In front, the rapids were pushing the water surface up, and in a few blinks, it turned into a row of mud waves, rushing towards the three people on the roof.

The man and the woman immediately closed their eyes and tightened their whole body, ready to use their bodies to withstand the impact of the water wave. But after a few seconds, the impact of the water pressure did not come. Instead, it was the rewinding sound of the rapids retreating.

"Crazy--"

Hearing the sound, the man and the woman opened their eyes at the same time, and then the two pairs of eyes were extended by shock.

In front of them, a figure was flying down from the sky, hanging above in a way that completely violated gravity, blocking them.

She stretched out her hands and held them in front of her. Although there was nothing in her hand, it seemed like she was holding up an invisible wall. The water flowing forward immediately stopped in front of her and could no longer move forward to this side.

She then pressed her hands down, seemingly without any force, but the rolling mud wave in front of her was pressed down by her. In front of this figure, the fierce Ni Hong was like a tamed pet dog, and she completely retreated in just a few seconds of her move.

"You, you..."

Wang Duzhou and his wife both held their breath and looked at the figure and felt like they fell into a dream. At this moment, the figure turned back and looked like a very young girl.

The water splashed around her, and the halo of the rainbow shone under the sunlight. In the colorful halo, she pressed her body from the air and flew to their heads, as if she was coming with the sunlight. She took the stunned little girl from the raised hands and carefully held her in her arms.

"It's okay." She whispered, "I'll save you."

The words fell into the ears of the couple in front of them, as if the sound of water around them was silent. They stared blankly at the girl falling from the sky in front of them. After a while, his wife suddenly shouted in a daze: "God... God! Please, please save my child!"

After she said this, she saw the immortal girl turn her eyes at her, and then shake her head.

"No, not just that."

Yuan Qingqing said, holding the little girl with one hand, but holding her shoulder with the other hand and putting her off the man.
Chapter completed!