Chapter 245: Fleur's schedule

Hibiscus was swiftly swimming in the Black Lake, and did not know what was happening behind him. After a while, a few of the warriors diving into the water could not see their directions completely, and could only rely on their sense of direction , Looking for the destination.
Her slender arms and legs kept pulsating the lake. It is as flexible as a mermaid. At this time, Furong's head is covered with a big transparent bubble, which should be filled with air, so that she can maintain a free breathing state for a long time under water, and can also maintain a certain degree. Balance makes her more relaxed.
She will use the bubble head mantra itself. After inferring the possible direction of the game in advance, Furong has done a lot of exercises on this. Now she uses this spell very skillfully, and the quality of the bubble is quite high enough. Maintain the process of the entire game.
Black Lake, as the name implies, the water in the lake cannot always be clear and bottomed. The visibility in the lake is very limited. The eyes of the Hibiscus are circulating. With her own eyesight, she can only see the scene within a ten-foot radius. In front of her, a new world appeared in front of her, a jungle of wavy, tangled black water plants, and wide, flat sand scattered with shiny pebbles constantly appeared in front of her eyes. The gray, treacherous lake water is lifeless, without a trace of anger.
After a while, I went back to the back, I don’t know why the lake water became clearer, and the creatures began to grow more, and a small fish kept swimming smoothly beside her, like a silver dart The frequency of her legs swimming became faster and faster, speeding her to swim in the direction she expected, while swimming, while avoiding the tangled black water plants and black wood.
Suddenly, a few shadows appeared in front of her, and she wanted to be close to her. It turned out to be Grindillo.
Furong stared at them carefully, then slowly approached, and by the way, reduced the big bubble covering her head, the water was not flat, this kind of water monster with long horns on her head could clean up a dozen with one hand on the land, But underwater has also become a little tricky, not a lot of trouble.
She began to sing... Beautiful and sweet singing not only can cross the border, but also crossed the race at this time, the little water demon also showed an intoxicated look, and then just floated in its original position, no longer attacking her .
Furong began to continue her course, and she was still thinking about what the most important thing she took away from the competition.
Is that your favorite dress? Or the lipstick bought from Muggle society?
"I like that color quite a bit. I don't know if it will deteriorate in the water. If it deteriorates, I may have to trouble them."
Furong thought so boringly, his hands and feet did not stop paddling, and suddenly, a lot of rough stone dwellings suddenly appeared all over the place, spotted with algae. She looked away from the stone and saw the mermaid's skin was iron gray, and her dark green hair was long and unkempt. Their eyes are yellow, their incomplete teeth are yellow, and pebbles on their necks are tied with thick ropes. As Harry swam past, they grinned at him with bad intentions. One or two ran out of the cave in order to see more clearly, holding a spear in his hand and hitting the lake with a thick and powerful silver fishtail.
Then she suddenly turned pale.
She saw her sister not far away!
That's right, that cloud-like silver hair and petite posture just like hers undoubtedly showed her identity.
The place seemed to be the square of a small mermaid village, surrounded by houses, with a large group of mermaids floating in front of the house. There were some mermaids singing in unison, calling on the warriors to pass. Behind them stood a rough statue: a mermaid carved out of giant stones. On the tail of the mermaid statue, a few people were firmly tied.
Gabrielle's small head was now slumped weakly on his shoulders, and a string of thin blisters kept coming out of his mouth.
Furong suppressed her desire to immediately rescue her sister, and patiently swam forward slowly, because the mermaids on the opposite side were obviously not well-intentioned, and might attack her.
But until she walked to the mermaid statue, she did not suffer an attack.
She looked at the rope weaved with waterweed, chanting the mantra, the thick, tight rope was immediately untied and untied, and she didn't know where she was drifting along the water.
Those mermaids who were still gloating just now lost their smiles, and they seemed to enjoy the anxiety of looking at humans. .
"Recover quickly! Recover quickly!" Furong hugged Gabrielle in his left hand, and continued to wave his wand in his right hand, using magic one after another, hoping to wake up her sister, but Gabrielle's small face was still white, eyes Closed, only the long eyelashes tremble, as if enduring great pain.
"How can she wake up!" Furong was like a female leopard guarding her cubs at this time, looking at the mermaids around her angrily, questioning them loudly, the sound flowing through the bubbles on her head. The water rushed into their ears.
"We don't care about this." Mermaid shouted with a throat, and invariably took a few steps backwards. They always felt that the woman's nerves were a little abnormal.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Furong asked desperately, and looked back at her sister again. She could not have imagined that the game would be so vicious, using her most important sister as a hostage. .
She could not imagine what would happen if she did not save her sister, she would never forgive herself.
At this time, Gabrielle's head was covered in bubbles ~EbookFREE.me~ but there was no sign of waking up, it seemed that even breathing had stopped, and his face became bluer.
She seemed to have found some life-saving straw, took a deep breath, and quickly placed Gabrielle smoothly on a flat rock, and then held Gabriel's cheek with both hands and pressed her lips. past.
Furong remembered the content of the book I picked up that day, which read:
"...If the drowning person loses breathing ability, artificial respiration can be used. The method is as follows..."
She didn't care whether this was a Muggle method, and she had to try it as long as there was hope.
She kept saving Gabrielle in the way described in the booklet.
Two minutes later, just as Furong was about to sink into despair completely, Gabrielle coughed a few times, choked out a few sips of water, his long eyelashes twitched slightly, and opened his eyes.