Hearing the blue bird say this, Wu Feng couldn't wait to put the salmon in front of him and looked carefully, and couldn't help but be happy. Its body was as the blue bird said. There were more than a dozen orange stripes on the belly of the fish in his hand, and his belly was bulging. It seemed that it was the spawning period. It seemed that this fish must be a salmon. However, Wu Feng still asked in confusion: Zuo Envoy, are you sure that this salmon swimming is not too swim. If there is still one or two hours away from the river outside, then we will all be suffocated to death in the water.

I dare not be too sure about this. I can only say that it should not swim too far, but there are exceptions in everything. Just like this salmon, it just swims through the upstream of the water source and reaches this underground river, but no matter what, we should try it. There is no way out here, we can only wait for death. It is better to fight for it, and there may be a way to survive. The blue bird inspires everyone to say.

Wu Feng pondered for a moment, and felt that what the big bird said was not unreasonable. Staying here can only wait for death. Even if you don’t die, you will be killed by the gangster Li Lao Ni. This situation is beneficial to him now. Why not fight for a fight and your luck is never bad. I thought that I didn’t die when I jumped into the Broken Soul Cliff and got poisoned by the corpse. As the saying goes, if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune. This time, you should not die. So fight again.

Then let’s try it. Whether we can go out will be left to fate. Wu Feng said with a determined look on his face.

All of this was said, both sides prepared their own preparations. The little demon girl and the big blue bird were nothing. This man and the bird were not low in cultivation. It should be no problem to use the method of turtle breath to cross the water for half an hour. But what worried Wu Feng was the yellow-haired monkey. This little thing was most afraid of water. It was too difficult to get it into the water. Moreover, it also did not understand the method of turtle breath. It was probably that if it was less than a cup of tea, it would be drowned.

The little demon girl looked at Wu Feng touching the yellow-haired monkey, looking frowning, as if she could see Wu Feng’s dilemma, so she came over and said: Hey, wood, we will dive out later. What should you do with this weird monkey? Can it become bigger and smaller? Can it still swim?

I'm also worried about this problem, but you give me some time and I'll think of a solution first. I think it can always be solved. Also, I don't call it Mutou, I have a name, Wu Feng. Wu Fengtou said without replying.

The little witch curled her lips, snorted, and said: Anyway, I think you are like a wood, and you're just talking about it. I'll call you wood in the future, it sounds nice.
Chapter completed!