On the Fourth River of chaos, Qing Tianfei was so tired that she couldn’t breathe. She simply lay on the small boat and didn’t resist the strangeness in the river of chaos. She looked as if she had accepted her fate.
Qin Mu pulled out calamity sword and waved it. After a moment, a dried up bone in the river was directly crushed by him.
The journey was instantly peaceful and there were no more strange incidents.
Qing tianfei sat up and stared at him. She suddenly burst into laughter from extreme anger. “You clearly have the means to suppress the strangeness in the river, so why do you have to make me take action and consume my magic power?”
