The wind is the enemy of fog.

As long as the wind blows, the fog will be blown away, so that they will not be blinded and they will not be able to see anything.

The thick fog rolled in the wind.

When you look at it, it looks like a demon and ghost condensed into shape, giving people a sense of shock.

Everyone was bathed in the wet wind, and soon everyone's hair and the corners of their clothes were wet with the tiny foam mixed in the wind.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The fog is getting thinner and thinner naturally.

At this time, Zhu Feng's brows frowned, and he looked ahead with a serious expression.

The wind was much heavier than before, and finally blew away all the fog around them, but gradually, they felt that the hull began to bump.

On the river surface, waves gradually arose.

The clouds above my head have even covered most of the sky. It was only afternoon, but the light was as dark as evening.

The river was surging, constantly slapping the hull, and gradually, the waves stirred up by the bow became bigger and bigger.

Everyone felt something was wrong.

Nan Yan frowned and looked ahead, feeling that under the dark sky, something dark was pounced towards them.

She murmured, "What is that?"

Everyone next to him also saw it.

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes, and at this moment, a scream rang out among the crowd

"storm!"

Someone shouted: "The storm is coming!"

Everyone was shocked.

The next moment, the dark thing was approaching, and it was a wave that was almost as tall as their big ship, hitting it heavily.

With a loud "crash", the wave hit the boat hard and suddenly shattered, and countless waves splashed on them.

"ah!"

Nan Yan exclaimed, staggered and almost knocked to the ground by the wind. Fortunately, Zhu Feng grabbed her.

However, just as the hands of the two people were just holding each other, Nan Yan raised her head and saw a deep fear in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Zhu Feng frowned and hurriedly looked back.

I saw a bigger wave rushing towards them.

"Does go!"

"careful!"

"Switch quickly, turn quickly!"

Suddenly, all the people on the deck were in an uproar, but before they could react, the wave head was like a huge palm, covering everyone on the deck hard.

In an instant, everyone was pressed down and fell on the deck, and their whole bodies were soaked.

Nan Yan lay in panic on the deck, covered with a tall body, which was Zhu Feng.

His hair and clothes were all wet, and he supported his hands beside her, looking down at Nan Yan, gritting his teeth hard.

Although others can't see it, he can feel it himself.

The back seemed to be interrupted by the waves.

It hurts so much!

Nan Yan said in shock: "Emperor!"

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Get up!"

At this time, the hull had already shaken violently, and the increasingly larger waves kept throwing the ship up and pressing it down, like a leaf that was rubbing.

And they are like ants on leaves.

Under the power of nature, people appear so small and powerless. When a huge wave comes, countless people are knocked over to the ground, and some even shout, being swept away by the waves, sinking into the surging waves.

This scene scared them all to death.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and pulled Nanyan up from the ground, hugged her with one hand, and grabbed the fence next to him with the other.

"Don't be afraid!"

He gritted his teeth and said word by word in her ear.

Nanyan was trembling all over.

She had never experienced such a thing, and when she saw the huge waves higher than their ships surged over, she was so scared that her heart was about to stop.

But at this moment, Zhu Feng hugged him tightly and pressed against his chest, and he could hear his powerful heartbeat.

My heartbeat seemed to be activated.

The whole body is soaked and cold.

She trembled and said, "I'm not afraid."

As he said that, he hugged him with his hands.

After a wave passed, an old voice rang out in the crowd. It was the old boatman who shouted: "Put the sails away first."

Nan Yan looked back and saw that he grabbed the reins on the mast with one hand and shouted vigorously.

Indeed, you must put away the sails immediately at this time.

Their sails had two reins, tied to a wooden railing and on a wooden stake.

When the people around heard this, they rushed up.

However, the reins were soaked in water and contracted, and in a hurry, they could not be untied immediately.

Someone is standing at the bow of the boat to the helm.

A shrill cry came: "Hurry!"

Hearing his voice, everyone looked up and saw several huge waves ahead, several floors of high buildings pounced towards them one by one. The waves were rolling, with white waves, like huge palms pressing down again.

Guanyin Explosion!

These three words suddenly appeared in Nanyan's mind.

It was like the hands of Thousand-Handed Guanyin, hitting them one by one.

Her eyes widened in horror.

The old boatman was so anxious that his eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Hurry, untie the reins!"

Just as they were all hands and some people had even pulled out their knives and were about to cut the reins, the reins tied to the stake on the other side were pulled by the wind, and a click was heard, and the stake was broken!

With the wind, it swung violently in the air.

The place where the wooden stake broke was sharp wooden thorns, which stabbed several people in one go.

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, blood flowed, and all the people fell to the ground and rolled.

Although the rein was loosened, no one dared to approach the rein on the other side because the wooden thorn kept swinging.

"Quick!"

The waves have already arrived in front of them.

Ruofan didn't put it away yet, I was afraid that this would knock their entire ship overturned!

At this moment, Zhu Feng's breath sank and said to Nan Yan: "Catch it hard!"

Nanyan looked up at him.

His eyes were red, staring at the reins that kept swinging in the wind, and the sharp, bloody wooden thorns.

Nan Yandao: "Master!"

"If I don't go, everyone will die!"

He said in a deep voice: "Hold on your feet!"

Nan Yan took a deep breath, hurriedly retracted his hands from his waist, and wrapped them around the wooden railing next to him.

Zhu Feng turned his head and walked towards the sail.

The rein was still shaking violently, like a poisonous snake, and anyone staring at him would bite him.

Ye Zheng saw Zhu Feng actually walked upstairs and shouted in fear: "Your Majesty, don't!"

He staggered, almost trying to rush up.

And at this moment, the blood-carred thorn shook in the air and swung quickly towards Zhu Feng.
Chapter completed!