Chapter 142 Song of Hope

Lanqi jumped on the beach angrily. Behind him, the raft completed its final mission and finally split into seven or eight logs. They were taken downstream by the rushing river, then buried in the violent rapids, and finally disappeared in the big cracks that followed the river flowed to a kilometer away.

The white-headed eagle sat down on the wet river bank, and a mutatic shrub by the river twisted uneasily, and then stretched out to his sharp jagged leaves to try to cut Lanqi's body. Lan Qi hummed from his nostrils and directly took out a handful of * nailed the restless bush leaves to the sand. The leaves of the bush kept twisting and finally split in half, but they were able to break free from Lanqi's*. It retracted into the main bush, and the whole bush moved slightly about ten meters to the other side to avoid Lanqi, which was judged to be a dangerous object by plants.

It is not uncommon for such things to happen on Death Ridge, and Lanqi has no extra strength to find this mutated bush of bad luck. In fact, his journey from the Ramason River was not smooth. Take the first night as an example, the sudden explosion of the flame of Death Canyon made the mutabulent fish in that section of the river active.

Those giant-toothed fish that kept flying into the air from the river caused a lot of trouble to Lanqi, especially after he woke up from a state similar to hibernation, the recovery of his physical function made the giant-tooth fish detect his biological heat energy, so a group of giant-toothed fish attacked him. Lanqi chose to go ashore after killing most of the giant toothfish, and his behavior was quite wise, because soon two triangular crocodiles swam over after smelling the blood of the river.

In the Ramason River, triangular crocodiles are equal to Cretaceous Tyrannosaurus rex, and they are definitely the kings of the river. The big and sharp edges and corners of the crocodile will easily arch the raft. If Lanqi falls into the water, what will test him is the sharp teeth of the triangular crocodile and the bite force close to tons.

Some scholars have experimented that the bite force of the triangular crocodile can slightly twist a composite armor material. Lanqi asked himself that his body could not stand such a test, so it was the best way to avoid these kings in the river.

After that, he spent the night in the jungle by the river. It was not until the next day that the Ramason River regained calm that Lanqi dragged the raft into the water again. This time is obviously much smoother. Until today, the closer it is to the downstream area, the more difficult it is to control the trend of the Lamason River. A dangerous beach of ten meters and a drop of five meters, not to mention the raft, even a professional rubber boat can't stand such a toss.

If Lanqi hadn't been experienced, his raft would have to fall off long before the Baili River. How could he survive here?

The thrill of this short hundred-mile river almost squeezed Lanqi's energy. He had to close his eyes and use a strictly trained breathing method to speed up the recovery of his body's vitality.

In my ears, there are strange waves from the rapid river not far away, sounding like a whistling sound, but like the sound of wind. It was the sound wave generated by the rapids with a huge drop of nearly 50 meters when they hit the reefs in the river. Because of the reefs in the downstream area, the sound passed between them and made a sharp sound like a whistling sound.

It's fine during the day. At night, it can almost be described as ghost crying and howling. It is the steep terrain of the Ramathen River that makes ordinary caravans not take relatively comfortable waterways, but opens a mountain road from the edge of the vast forest of Death Ridge, and then leaves this forbidden place of life through a man-built cable bridge through a large crack.

Now, Lanqi just wants to have a good rest. He is proficient, and then go to the downstream area to choose a sniper position, where he will wait for three days. If Zero does not appear, regardless of his life or death, Lanqi will choose to leave. Although he had the patience to wait for a few more days, food was a troublesome problem, especially the drinking purified water, which he did not bring much, and some fell into the Ramason River.

If Zero is still alive and has not appeared in the past few days, then Lanqi can only boil down to zero. He doesn't mind releasing zero first and then sniping him in the wilderness outside Death Ridge. As far as Lanqi knows, after leaving Death Ridge, there will be a windmill town about 300 kilometers north along the highway. That's the nearest supply base outside Death Ridge. If Zero doesn't die, he must go there. Then what greets him will be Lanqi's wild vulture.

It's just that Lanqi knows that Sauron has little patience left, and the people of the Parkland family probably know about it. According to the character of old Brant, I'm afraid he will directly enter the army to kill Zero with an absolute advantage. But God knows how eager Lanqi is to kill Zero with his own hands. Only in that way can he hold his dead son.

After all, revenge can't be done for others.

Just as Lanqi was planning how to kill Zero, his ear suddenly received another sound.

In the sound of the turbulent waves, another voice sounded leisurely. It is difficult for Lanqi to classify it. It is like a song, but it seems to be just meaningless notes. But there is no denying that it is very pleasant, like the sound of nature.

However, this heavenly sound made Lan Qi feel cold all over.

That's a dangerous signal!

The white-headed eagle suddenly opened its eyes, and then saw a light wheel flying diagonally towards him. Needless to say, Lan Qi knew that it would never be a pleasing thing, and it was more likely to be a deadly weapon.

He immediately bounced off the ground and rolled behind a fir tree. The light wheel rotated with a strange shrill across the position where Lanqi was just now, cut through the fir tree and flew to the river of the Ramason River.

A figure by the river flew out of the intertwined reef, steadily pulled the light wheel, and rushed forward in an instant. It was too fast for Lanqi to capture. Lanqi only knew that when she stood still, there were still remnants of films on the Ramason River.

The fir tree fell down with a "squeak", and the smooth incision made Lan Qi sweat coldly. If he hadn't avoided quickly just now, it would not have been cedar but himself.

It can be seen that the person who attacked by hand is a black girl. Judging from the appearance, he was young. After the silver light in his hand dissipated, Lan Qi saw that it was a half-moon-shaped wheel saw. One side of the crescent is covered with serrations, and it will definitely not be a pleasant thing to be cut by it.

The girl's whole body was shrouded in a layer of silver light. The heavenly sound that Lanqi heard came from these silver lights, as if there was an invisible angel singing in the silver light. Suddenly, Lan Qi remembered an ability that was very close to the vision in front of him.

The second-order ability in the light system of the element field, the song of hope!