That's already a very low profile.
"Great hero! There's a child inside!"
There's one more!
Jiang Fan's eyes widened. When he was in the river, he had only sensed a glimmer of life...
Turning around, Jiang Fan jumped back into the water. Wearing a mask, he used his spiritual power to protect his eyes from the murky water at the bottom of the river and searched carefully. He looked here and there, but after several dozen seconds, he still couldn't find the child.
Where?
Where?!
With his spiritual energy circulating within his body, Jiang Fan could sustain himself for several minutes even without exhaling. He swam along the river for thirty or forty meters, searching the area within a radius of sixty or seventy meters. Finally, just when Jiang Fan was almost in despair, he spotted the small body being carried along by the current at the bottom of the river.
Finally found it.
Unaware of how long the child had been submerged, Jiang Fan disregarded the consequences and unleashed his spiritual power at an astonishing pace, almost faster than when he had been running on the water. The moment he caught the child, Jiang Fan shot towards the surface of the river above his head.
Breaking through the river surface,
The spiritual energy was still circulating, and under everyone's watchful eyes, Jiang Fan's figure rode the wind straight up into the sky.
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Chapter Twenty-Four Merits
The riverbed was covered with silt, and after several searches, the already dimly lit riverbed became even more turbid. Without search equipment, it was extremely difficult to find a small body in the constantly flowing undercurrent.
therefore,
Even with his spiritual energy at its limit, Jiang Fan only managed to find the child after about two minutes.
Cold
Dead silence
The moment Jiang Fan held the child, his aura perception, honed through his cultivation of Daoist arts, only allowed him to sense the cold, lifeless atmosphere. He was completely oblivious to the vibrant life force, as bright as sunshine and snow.
The child's body was soaked in water for an unknown number of minutes.
It's very cold.
Holding the child's tiny body in his arms, Jiang Fan's usually crystal-clear mind went blank for a moment. He subconsciously placed his hands on the child's back and chest, continuously channeling spiritual energy into the child's body. At the same time, wearing a mask, he blinked and burst out of the water like a sharp arrow.
A gentle breeze blows.
In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Fan, carrying a child, rode the wind straight up to Anshang Bridge.
On the bank not far from the bridge, many people had already arrived, some of whom were comforting the three rescued children, while others were recording what was happening on their phones, planning to post it on their social media later for fun. After all, it would be too much to ask everyone to cry over someone else's situation.
only,
They never expected this.
Under the bright blue sky, someone actually used the kind of light-footed water-skimming skill that only appears in TV dramas to rescue a child who had fallen into the water. And that wasn't all. They were almost speechless, watching with dreamlike eyes as the figure who had just rescued one child flew out of the water with another child in his arms and landed lightly on the bridge.
"immortal!"
"A god!!"
The adults who were recording with their phones watched this scene with trembling fingers and muttering in disbelief.
Under the scorching sun, Jiang Fan, his clothes soaked through, carried the child and landed on the bridge. Ignoring his wet hair, he continuously circulated his spiritual power, trying to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to stimulate the last remaining life force in the child's already pale face, even though the child's life force was already completely gone.
"wake up……"
Jiang Fan murmured, the water droplets dripping from his hair forming a thin line that fell onto the child's pale arm.
"wake up……"
The people shouting loudly were getting closer and closer.
After taking a deep look at the child who was still motionless, Jiang Fan's tightly pursed lips trembled slightly. He finally and carefully let go of the child's hand, stood up, and pushed the car away quickly before the people could catch up.
Leaving Xu Yuan,
Jiang Fan looked back.
All Jiang Fan saw was a dense crowd surrounding the child he had placed there. The small child could only glimpse a sliver of light through the gaps in the crowd as he looked back at the road ahead. Jiang Fan could almost feel the chill emanating from the child.
Jiang Fan, who was resolute in exterminating evil spirits and killing villains, was speechless at this moment when he thought of the emaciated body he felt when he held that child.
evening.
A fiery sun painted the clouds on the horizon, its rays reflecting across the entire sky. People enjoying the cool evening air were all bathed in the colors of this unusual sunset. Walking home, Jiang Fan, facing his parents' questions, sighed and said…
"The car was stolen."
Although wearing a mask, Jiang Fan, who was well aware of the immense power of the internet, resolutely sank his electric scooter into a huge, water-filled pit on his way home. This pit had been filled with water for years, and the scooter would never be discovered once it was submerged there.
The car sank.
Jiang Fan then went to a barbershop in a neighboring village.