Chapter 341 (1/2)

The white waves of the Nu River are towering, and the sound of the water is deafening. It flows like an angry giant and wants to smash everything in front of him.

But in the turbulent and majestic Nu River, there is a huge white turtle swimming forward.

Finally, it stopped in the middle of the river, and then rolled against the Nu River. It rowed forward with all its limbs, trying to stabilize itself in the turbulent River and maintain its position in the middle of the river.

At this time, thousands of tree people stood on both sides of the Nu River, facing the Nu River.

They were thickly covered with brown spots and lined up with expressionless faces.

Then, the brown spots below their knees grew thin roots, which were deeply rooted in the soil under their feet and firmly fixed them to the ground.

Countless roots entwined and crisscrossed and crawled on the ground.

All the tree people stretched out their arms evenly.

Their upper body, arms, palms of brown spots, all suddenly grow thin brown tree silk, quickly ran to the center of the river turtle.

The white tortoise did not move, leaving all the tree threads entangled in his body.

Each tree man grows at least a hundred thin tree filaments. When the strands of thousands of tree people are tangled together, they are like two thick brown wooden bridges, extending rapidly from both sides of the Nu River to the center of the river, and finally all of them are wrapped on the white turtle.

There were too many silk trees. The white turtle was wrapped up with only its head and limbs exposed. From a distance, it turned into a round brown turtle.

But as the Turtle was completely wrapped in the silk, the ”long bridge across the river” composed of thousands of silk trees was also completed.

At this time, if viewed from the sky, the long tree silk bridge looks like a long flat Brown bow, wide at both ends and narrow in the middle.

Everyone looked at the river in astonishment and shock, forgetting for a moment that the flames behind them were burning closer and closer.

The height of the man-made wood brown tree silk bridge is not high enough. There is water mist on the Nu River. Some people have poor eyesight and can't even penetrate the majestic and abundant water mist. When they see the opposite bank, they can only see thousands of trees winding together and extending into the endless white fog.

After a while, Wuku, who was in front of the crowd, excitedly bumped the huge leather bag on his back, waved to the crowd behind him, and yelled: ”what are you doing? Let's go!”

After that, he took the lead in setting foot on the tree silk bridge.

This is like a switch. At the next moment, other young men can't wait to rush on.

When they stepped on the tree silk, they still bowed their heads and stepped on it fresh. They took two steps and stepped on it again. They were very excited.

The rest of the crowd saw so many people standing on the tree silk long bridge, the bridge did not tremble at all, and the tree people did not have the appearance of hardship, finally more and more people tried to walk up.

Those who stayed on the Bank of the river could see that the dark crowd on the bridge deck and the war pets were gradually walking into the end of the water mist, and gradually disappeared.

After a while, the timid and cautious rabbit man also stepped on the river.

After a few steps, they looked at the river beside them and at the tree silk bridge floor under their feet. At last, they were so happy that they jumped three meters and ran to the end of the fog.

Finally, the pregnant women and children stepped on the bridge deck tentatively, then helped each other and walked forward slowly

Soon, more than 20000 people on the shore were left to the tree people and hundreds of other tribes.

The great wizard of Shuren nationality was standing in the same place with a bone stick. His body was straight and straight like a green pine, and his silver hair was flying in the wind. Looking at the long bridge in front of him, the great wizard of Shuren clan said to Ye Xi: ”master Xiwu, you might as well try the river road composed of tree silk.”

Primitive people did not have the concept of bridge, so they called it River Road.

”Chirp, chirp!”

The round Gaga stood beside Ye Xi and gave a few clear and pleasant calls. Then he took Ye XI by the corner of his coat in his beak and dragged him to the tree silk bridge.