Xiaoqing was earnestly introducing the sacred river of the Amazon Race to Chu Sheng.
Then she suddenly heard a SPLASH.
She looked in astonishment toward the source of the sound.
Just in time to see Chu Sheng dive headfirst into the Amazon River.
A huge spray of water erupted.
Xiaoqing opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
But her mind was a complete blank.
After a long moment, she finally managed to choke out a sentence.
"Lord Divine Mosquito, you only need to drink a mouthful of the sacred water to have a child. You don't have to jump right in."
"Besides, the river is very deep. Be careful not to drown."
Did Chu Sheng want to have little mosquitos?
Of course not.
Whether it was the scroll fragment obtained from the Qin Family,
the fragment from the Witch Race Divine Hall, or that little red flower from Xuan Yuan Changfeng,
all those fragments of the Map of Mountains and Rivers had been stored separately.
