The man looked at the small bridge submerged by the river and said through gritted teeth, "Dad, hold on to me tight."

After saying that, the man walked quickly towards the small stone bridge. The moment he stepped onto the small stone bridge, suddenly a huge wave came from the small river and the river water directly reached the man's waist.

The man struggled to stand firmly, but suddenly he felt a shake under his feet. He thought to himself that something was wrong. It turned out that the soil on both sides of the small stone bridge under his feet had been washed away, and the small stone bridge collapsed instantly.

The man fell into the river in an instant. People on the street on the opposite bank who saw this scene immediately ran out and tried to rescue him from the shore with long and small poles.

But the river water has flooded the streets, and the water on the streets is knee-deep, making it difficult even for adults to stand steadily.

The man had already choked on water several times. Fortunately, the bottom of the river in the city was flat, without whirlpools or pits. He swam out of the water desperately, holding his old father high in his hands, and shouted to the people on the shore, "Save my father."

The man shouted and swam hard against the current towards the shore, but every inch he got closer to the shore, the river would wash him away by one meter. Soon the man was washed from the north to the south of the city.

At this moment, there were still four or five big men who had followed from the north of the city on the shore. They were holding bamboo poles in their hands and wanted to rescue the man.

The man was almost exhausted at this time, but he still insisted on lifting his old father out of the river.

The old man kept shouting, "Child, leave me alone and go ashore by yourself."

But the man said nothing, still holding his old father and swimming hard towards the shore.

But all this was undoubtedly in vain. The turbulent river could turn the man's efforts into nothingness with just one wave.

But at this moment, the man suddenly saw a wooden bridge in front of him, which was not completely submerged by water because of the higher terrain.

The man was overjoyed and immediately went with the flow. When he was close to the wooden bridge, he threw the old man onto the bridge with all his strength. However, he lost the chance to save himself. A wave hit him and he was instantly swept into the river.

The big men who followed from the north of the city rushed to the wooden bridge and rescued the old man, but they could no longer see the man.

...

Outside Yanliu City, on the grass beside Xiaoliu River, the man gradually regained consciousness after spitting out a few mouthfuls of river water.

He felt his body was very warm, as warm as if he was basking in the sun.

He suddenly woke up and found himself lying on the lawn by Xiaoliu River outside the city.

The man reached out and touched, his clothes were dry, the grass was dry, but the heavy rain was still falling, and not a drop fell within five feet of him.

"What's your name?" A strange and clear voice came from the side. The man was startled and quickly turned his head to look.

But he saw a young man wearing a jade-colored Taoist robe embroidered with a Qilin pattern looking at him.

Behind the young man stood eleven Taoists wearing thunder robes and looking majestic and solemn.

The man was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized what was happening. He quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "My name is Dong Yong. May I ask if you Taoist priests saved me?"

Dong Yong noticed that when the young man heard his name, his expression froze for a moment, then he nodded at him calmly, and then said two words to him calmly:

"good!"

Then, the young man turned around and led the eleven Taoists away. Their figures soon disappeared in the pouring rain.

'Snap'

Dong Yong heard a strange sound under his feet. He suddenly came to his senses and looked down. It turned out to be an umbrella.

'Hua La La'

The moment the umbrella appeared, the torrential rain instantly hit Dong Yong. Without thinking too much, Dong Yong quickly picked up the umbrella, opened it, and began to look for a place to shelter from the rain.

After rescuing Dong Yong, Fang Jian brought the Thunder General and Thunder Soldiers back to the sky above the City God Temple in Yanliu City.

At this time, the outer walls surrounding the City God Temple in Yanliu City had been completely washed away, leaving only the main hall of the City God Temple alone in the water.

"There's something wrong with this heavy rain." Fang Jian said, "Let's check it out."

General Lei asked, "Master Hongqing, who are we going to capture?"

Fang Jian thought for a moment and said, "I'll go find that person myself. You guys investigate the origin of this rain."

Having said that, Fang Jian looked up at the sky and found that the rain showed no sign of stopping.

“Lawless!”

Fang Jian spoke in a cold tone, even with a hint of anger.

Hearing the coldness and anger in Fang Jian's tone, General Lei's heart skipped a beat and he immediately said, "Master Hongqing, don't worry. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter."

"Let's ask him again." Fang Jian raised his hand and pointed to the City God Temple below. "The heavy rain is washing away his City God Temple. He must know the inside story."

"As you command." General Lei immediately responded with a fist salute.

Fang Jian then handed the matter over to General Lei, and continued to fly on the cloud towards the direction where the Seven Fairies' aura was.