Storm, lightning and thunder

The content of the meeting was very simple. The main purpose was to make a list of several exploration groups. Then, each of these groups would escort the "geographic surveyor" into this deserted island to conduct a certain survey.

All the hired adventurers questioned why the survey was conducted in the rain, but the Yun family insisted that as the funder, they had the loudest voice. Therefore, everyone had to put on thick one-piece raincoats and walk through the heavy rain.

The dark mountain road and the yellowish magic lamp can't illuminate how far ahead it is. Only when lightning strikes the night sky can it bring short-term light to the world. There are only faint traces of the mountain road here, and no one has walked on it for countless years.

However, everyone had to use hoes to clear the way while muttering complaints, mixed with the sound of raindrops as big as peas falling on their raincoats. It was unclear whether they were complaining about the damn weather or the damn Yun family.

As passengers on the smooth sailing boat, Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun didn't have much objection, but what was a little annoying was that the boss of the adventure group and the wretched scarred man happened to be in the same group as them, and they were still in the same group.

From time to time, his burning eyes would fall on them, like the cold wind in a storm, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Qinglang laughed in a low voice: "Lizi, your sister is being stared at, I'm so itchy..." He looked at Nan Xinghun with a twitching look on his face, and he was clearly still saying, "Ask me quickly, ask me something boring"

Question, I'm going to be provocative because I'm bored right now

Nan Xinghun helplessly cooperated with Feng Qinglang's provocation, shook the rainwater from the bamboo hat on her head, and said softly: "Sister Huolong, what kind of man do you like?"

On such a boring stormy night, in addition to the sound of rain and thunder, there is also the "heartfelt dialogue" between two girls.

This is especially true for the group boss. He has a very high self-esteem, but he is still bitter about Miss Su Huolong's rejection of him.

Feng Qinglang's voice was like reciting an ancient poem, extremely sacred: "I don't need him to be rich, I don't need him to be powerful, and I don't need him to be handsome, I just need..."

He paused deliberately to arouse people's best curiosity. The scarred man couldn't help but said angrily: "Miss Su Huolong, are you talking about your boring eighty minutes again?"

Feng Qinglang glared and said: "That's the basic condition, okay? It's still needed, it's such a long time -"

The shameless Miss Su Huolong made a gesture. That was the length of her temporary crutch. A bolt of lightning struck the night sky, allowing everyone to see her gesture clearly. Everyone couldn't help laughing. Is that the length that a human being can have? This

Su Huolong is really bold and interesting, he dares to continue to provoke so blatantly...

Nan Xinghun smiled bitterly. She felt that if she continued to fight, she would be as boring as Feng Qinglang. But that guy provoked the rebel when he was most bored, so he deserved his misfortune...

Feng Qinglang saw the leader of the adventure group staring at her angrily, clenching his fists at his waist, and couldn't help but said in fear: "You don't want to prove it to me now, do you? Everyone is here..."

There was another burst of laughter in the wind and rain, and the face of the leader of the adventure group was completely livid. The scarred man gritted his teeth. Their group also had officials from the Yun family present, and they did not dare to let go of the excessive harsh words.

The two geographical surveyors who were traveling were unable to make fun with everyone. They lowered something to discuss each other. They also took the instrument to investigate the coordinate terrain, and then slowed down. Finally, the entire team stopped.

They discussed with the Yun's accompanying officials, and the Yun's official immediately assigned some people to dig in place. Each group had an adventurer of the sky as the captain of the name.

The remaining twenty people are awakening and forging. It can be used to be used for cannon fodder behind the temple when dangerous. When you need to excavate now, you can be used as a bitterness.

In the stuffy sound of hoeing down the sand and stone, Feng Qing estimated the position. Their team had penetrated into the southwest side of the desert island. What exactly was the Yun family looking for?

... the same as their goals?

If the goal is the same, Yungaro does get the secret of the heavens of the bright dynasty, the difference between the coordinates is a bit outrageous. Even if the error is error, there is a long -distance vortex, and there is a long distance ...

As a senior management who can participate in the meeting, Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul only need to stand on the peripheral supervision. With no other people around the soul around, Nanxing Soul lowered: "Sunny, I think the goal of Yun's going to the sea is likely to be consistent with us.

ah"

Feng Qing was surprised: "I can't even dare to be sure, how do you know?"

Nanxing Soul Zheng Rong Road: "Intuition"

"this……"

Nanxing Soul laughed: "Okay, don't you think the coordinates they are positioned now, if we are just going to that island, is this just the switch of the fan array mechanism?"

Feng Qinglang put away the carelessness. He knew that he had a deep research on the island's exploration. Recently, it was more about the mind and recovery.

In the future of the Nan family, all the details, maybe in her mind, have hovered thousands of times ... So, she can be keenly grasped every detail.

He recalled it for a moment, and then nodded seriously: "Star Soul, you say very reasonable"

Being able to get Feng Qinglang's sincere praise, Nanxing Soul is very excited, and lowly said: "So I guess, Yun's should be the approximate map of that island, but I don't know, which island is the island, so it can only be along the way.

Go to the blindness ... "

Feng Qinglang looked at Nanxing Soul, and could not help but feel a little more comfort.

Sure enough, the two geographical surveyors were shaking their heads and sighed. They had dug such a depth and still found nothing. It proves that what they want to find is not here.

At this time, suddenly there were three long and two short whistles from the center of the island. They were very bright, and the ship immediately responded to the horn of the horn. It was judged from the agreed horn rhythm.

Even if the sound of wind and rain is so loud, Feng Qinglang can still hear it. In the center of the island, there is a collision of a blade, yelling and tragedy, and it is estimated that a survey team encounters a strong enemy.

The indigenous people on the island still encountered a pirate that happened to be here ...

Since Yun's proposal to retreat, instead of asking for support, Feng Qinglang did not consciously obey the command for their life, and retracted to the ship's direction.

What they didn't expect was that the sounds of fighting gradually came closer to their direction. The group that encountered the enemy must have chosen this direction as their retreat direction.

Yun's official gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "Stand where you are, waiting for friendly forces."

This choice of support is obviously not recognized by most people. The adventurers, who originally lacked discipline, set up a temporary defense line crookedly. Everyone's posture was not so much that they were ready to support friendly forces, but more that they were prepared to support friendly forces at any time.

Get ready to run away.

Another huge bolt of lightning struck the night sky, allowing them to see clearly ahead. There were only a dozen or so friendly troops wearing Yun's mercenary uniforms, all of them in a state of panic. The man running in the lead saw Feng Qinglang and their defense line.

, suddenly said with great joy: "Brothers, cover us."

The Yun officials on Feng Qinglang's side were focused on what was behind them. The group of pursuers, dressed in neat black clothes, were chasing after them with murderous intent. They looked neither like natives nor pirates, but more like other soldiers.

A large expedition team, he couldn't help shouting: "Aesop, what's going on?"

The leader shouted loudly as he ran: "Damn it, the excavation coordinates they chose were the same as ours, and when there was a conflict, they just killed people..."

The distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer. The rapid footsteps responded to the rapid rain, and the rapid breathing added to the fun. Feng Qinglang suddenly turned his head, looked at the leader of the adventure group with a smile, and said softly: "What, I want to
Chapter completed!