Mystic Clan of the P

A melodious yet icy female voice echoed in his ear. Lu Jiangxian faintly saw a blurred face, but couldn't make out anything clearly.,"Splash!" A violent shaking came again, and Lu Jiangxian quickly sank into the water. The river was too shallow to dissipate all the impact force, so he gently bumped against a bluestone at the bottom of the river.,Looking around, I saw lush green treetops with hanging aerial roots swaying above. Agile fish darted swiftly across the surface from time to time, their movements accompanied by the gentle splashing of water.。