C79 (1/2)
The strong wind whistled and the waves surged violently. The fishing boat was like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, swaying and swaying along the way.
Using the dim light from the 60-watt old light bulb at the top of the fishing boat's mast, Yan Yun observed the pitch-black sea surface.
Suddenly, Yan Yun's expression changed, and he immediately signaled the old man who was driving the boat: ”Old man, stop the boat.”
The old man looked at Yan Yun in puzzlement, but seeing the other party's serious look, he did not ask any further and stopped the boat.
”Why are we stopping the boat?” Mo Le said, puzzled.
”Wait for me here, I'll go into the sea.” Yan Yun said as he looked at a floating piece of cloth.
Due to the distance and the poor lighting of the night, other than Yan Yun, no one else found that piece of cloth.
”Down into the sea? ”Young man, this Feng Gao Lang is so anxious …” After the old man heard this, he hurriedly tried to persuade him, but it was obvious that he wouldn't make it in time.
Plop!
Yan Yun directly dove head first into the sea. Chu Yunxi was in danger, how could he have the time to explain to others?
The ice-cold seawater instantly soaked his entire body, even though his physique was different from ordinary people, he could not help but shiver, and after adapting for a bit, Yan Yun swam forward.
Grabbing the piece of the suit, Yan Yun tried to make sense of it before he dove into the ocean.
It was pitch black under the ocean, and even with Yan Yun's extraordinary eyesight, it was difficult to see through it. In a moment of desperation, he took out a light purple jade pendant that he was wearing on his body.
The jade pendant was like a natural light source, releasing a hazy light aura from the ocean water. Using the weak light rays, Yan Yun dove down.
Because they were beside the sea, the water surface wasn't too deep, and was around ten metres deep. Yan Yun dove into the seabed, bent his body, and stepped on the seabed with both feet.
Although the sea water resistance was great, with his special swimming method, his speed was not slow. However, with the vast expanse of the sea, his speed would only be similar to a tortoise crawling on the ground.
Under the pitch-black night sky, the fishing boat stopped in the middle of the ocean and drifted along with the waves. It very quickly left its original position, and at this moment, Mo Le's mood was just like a fishing boat's, swaying up and down.
A good quarter of an hour later, when it felt as if half a century had passed, Yanyun finally appeared, and now he seemed to have caught hold of a figure and was swimming towards the fishing boat.
”Old Uncle, quickly, go and fetch Yan Yun.” Mo Le anxiously shouted.
The old man also knew what was important and rushed the boat to meet them.
After a while, Yan Yun finally approached the fishing boat. By then, Mo Le had already seen clearly that there was a person in Yan Yun's embrace.
When they were close, Mo Le was finally able to confirm his thoughts. However, when Yan Yun held onto the side of the boat, he realized that Yan Yun's body was stiff like a piece of paper.
Dead?
Mo Le's mind was a blank, Yan Yun was not saving anyone, but trying to retrieve the corpse, thus, the person was not Chu Yunxi, but Mo Le was so frightened that he retreated a few steps.