Guarding a reservoir? I am guarding the river of time!

If you look carefully, you can see that this is a small carp the size of a palm.

The scales are light golden, the tail is beautiful, and the eyes are like amber, and you can see the determined gaze.

This little carp swam back among the various rotting and broken fish carcasses in the flood, unwilling to drift into the deep pit with the current, unwilling to be exiled.

However, it is just a small carp. How can it withstand such a powerful torrent?

Even so, it still did not give up and swam back desperately.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu was inexplicably touched.

With a wave of his hand, he caught the carp and saved it.

Finally, the torrent finally drained completely.

This deep pit can really be filled. After filling for so long and so much, it is not full at all.

Su Mu looked at the little carp in his hand.

What surprised him was that all the fish in the torrent died, but only this little carp survived. This was incredible.

Soon, Old Man Ling came over.

He looked carefully at this little carp up and down. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

The reason why I am scared is not because this little carp is so special, but because it is so ordinary!

It was just because it was so ordinary that he couldn't figure out why it could survive?

In this flood, countless powerful "fish" all died.

But it is completely impossible for such an ordinary little carp to survive.

Looking at this ordinary little carp, Su Mu also thought of the little koi, his fourth spiritual pet.

However, this little carp is not a rare koi, it is just an extremely ordinary little carp.

It could survive, maybe because it was not destined to die, or maybe it was just lucky.

Just because he noticed it, it was probably fate, so Su Mu simply saved him.

The excess flood water was finally discharged, and it was confirmed that there were no other problems.

Su Mu waved his hand and released the solidification of the river.

"Go ahead, little one."

After saying that, Su Mu threw the little carp in his hand into the river.

"It's really a little life full of miracles." Old Man Ling really couldn't understand. In the end, he could only attribute it to the tenacity and good luck of this little carp.

Being able to survive the flood of time is a miracle.

"Yes, many ferocious big fish were not spared in this great flood. I didn't expect this little carp to survive."

Su Mu said with a smile.

"It has a good destiny. When a Taoist friend comes to help it, it can be regarded as an opportunity for it to cultivate." Old Man Ling said with a smile.

"It's just a small matter." Su Mu waved his hand.

For Su Mu, this was a trivial matter. Over the years, whenever he encountered some small fish and shrimps in need of help, he would basically help them.

After being released, the little carp gently touched the water with its head and looked up at Su Mu.

After staring at Su Mu for a long time, he dived into the water and left this place.

At the same time, in the ancient fairyland, Nan Mu Island.

In the small courtyard, the girl in white was sitting in a bloody spiritual circle. There were many light spots floating in front of her. The positions of these light spots were changing every minute and every second.

Her face was pale and bloodless, and her breath was very weak.

Three hundred years.

She persisted for three hundred years, exhausting her spiritual thoughts every minute and every second.

At this moment, the light spot in front of him suddenly stopped.

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was finally a little more light in her empty pupils.

"it's over."

"Won."

The voice of the girl in white was weak, even a little hoarse.

The great collapse that swept through the entire world finally stopped. For this day, Dong'er persisted for three hundred years and protected the Mutian Alliance for three hundred years.

Otherwise, most or even all of the Mutian Alliance's worlds will be destroyed, and all their hard work will be ruined.

"Three Hundred Years"

Dong'er murmured.

This is much faster than she imagined, because the speed of time here is different from that of the river of time. Three hundred years have passed here, but only a few months or even days may have passed in the river of time.

She originally planned to persist for at least a thousand years.

In other words, the master may have calmed down the chaos in the long river of time in only a few days. This shows that the master's strength has reached an incredible level.

Although Dong'er maintained the foundation of Mutian Alliance, it still suffered heavy losses, especially in the lower fairyland, which suffered more than half of the losses.

Not to mention the big worlds under the Lower Immortal Realm. A rough estimate is that thousands of big worlds have been lost.

This can be regarded as the biggest disaster that Mutian Alliance has encountered since its establishment.

However, this is not important anymore.

What's important is that the master wins, that's the key.

Because if the master loses, even if Mutian Alliance survives, what's the point?

The powerful enemy behind them wants to destroy the Mutian Alliance with just a wave of their hand.

She stood up slowly, staggered to the door, and looked at the portrait on the wall inside the room.

I found that the portrait was no longer blank.

The portrait of the master reappeared.

This means that the crisis encountered by the master has been completely resolved.

She breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"I don't know how Brother Zhong and the others are doing."

Dong'er looked up at the void and murmured.

She had been guarding the Mutian Alliance for three hundred years, which meant that the six of them had been there for three hundred years, but there was no trace of them.

If they all died in battle.

Who should take over the Mutian Alliance?

As a wise god, she could not practice, and she did not have the strong strength to support the entire alliance. She could only assist others.

At this moment, she unconsciously clenched her hands and was a little confused.

She was too tired and needed to rest.

But now she could not rest, and she needed to continue waiting and guarding

the long river.

The flood disaster was also completely resolved, and Su Mu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother Ling, come to my place and have a cup of tea."

Su Mu said to old man Ling.

Hearing this, Ling waved his hand and said, "Thank you very much. I have some urgent matters to deal with, so I won't delay you."

"After the flood, the river was in a mess. I won't bother you to deal with it."

After that, Ling jumped from the stone dam to the water. With a wave of his hand, a wooden boat appeared under his feet. He stood on the wooden boat and clasped his fists to Su Mu and said, "Take care, Su Daoyou."

Just like that, Ling boarded the wooden boat and disappeared from sight.

The next second.

The system's broadcast sounded in Su Mu's mind.

Su Mu was really looking forward to what kind of reward he would get this time.