At that moment, Tang Yuan didn't notice the slippery rock beneath his feet.
He staggered and rolled straight down towards the mountain flood below.
Tang Yuan choked on the muddy water, desperately flailing his limbs, trying to crawl to the shore.
But the floodwater was carrying a lot of silt, making the buoyancy of the water very low. His body kept sinking, and despite great effort, he couldn't climb to the shore.
A wave hit the shore and bounced back, pushing Tang Yuan into the middle of the river.
Before he could react, his body began to spin rapidly, the mountains were spinning, the riverbank was spinning.
The whole world was spinning.
He felt as heavy as a stone, as if giant hands under the water were mercilessly dragging him down.
He struggled hard, but large gulps of mud continued to pour into his stomach, and the water was about to cover his head.
Tang Yuan thought desperately that this time he was done for.
Baozi wanted to jump into the water to save Tang Yuan.
