Zhang Chunjun's old face no longer has the previous stiffness and sluggishness, but it has been replaced with sadness and sorrow. [Ran^Text^Library] []

He was grief-stricken at this time, and beside Luo Qi, he knelt down with his legs bent.

He knelt beside Luo Qi, leaned down, and cried loudly.

Tears welled up in her eyes and fell to the ground one by one.

Zhang Chunjun's body kept moving up and down, and the continuous crying lingered in everyone's ears.

Listening to Zhang Chunjun's cry, Luo Qi's hands gradually clenched into fists.

Luo Qi hardened her heart and didn't look at the old man who was squatting beside him, crying bitterly.

His face was always facing the sky, and he closed his eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, until there was a misty drizzle that fell on his face.

The sound of crying still lingered in his ears, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw the clouds that covered the sky.

"Huh?"

Luo Qi frowned slightly and said, "It's raining?" ”

He stretched out his right hand and spread it out again, feeling the wet liquid dripping from his hand.

"Really, it's raining."

Under the cover of the rain, sporadic tears silently slipped out of the corners of Luo Qi's eyes.

When she felt a trace of tears flowing out, Luo Qi closed her eyes again and forcibly suppressed the tears that had welled up between her eyes.

When the tears were completely swallowed back, Luo Qi opened his eyes again and lowered his head.

He Shiyun walked out of the bottom of the pit and walked to Luo Qi's side.

"Alright."

He Shiyun raised her head and looked at the sky covered by a sea of clouds, and the falling raindrops.

She was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed, before she lowered her head to Luo Qi and said, "The rain will be heavy later." ”

"Let's hurry."

Hearing this, Luo Qi nodded, lowered his head to look at the white porcelain altar in the pit, and said, "Yes." ”

"We have to hurry."

Since the last time she faced Sen Wu, Luo Qi, who escaped death with the help of the tiger wolf, has become more and more afraid to face He Shiyun.

But he concealed it very well, just avoiding He Shiyun's gaze, he was able to do it without changing his face and heartbeat.

Therefore, He Shiyun did not notice Luo Qi's abnormality, but followed his gaze and looked at the porcelain altar placed at the bottom of the pit.

"That, Xiao Luo."

"You should do this kind of work, you should come."

"You're faster than we are."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Luo Qi responded very obediently, and then ran to the edge of the pit with a solemn face, and picked up the hoe that everyone had left behind when they dug the pit.

He buried his head and began to shovel the earth, and it didn't take long for the pit to be buried.

Then, he carried Zhang Chunjun, who was sad and crying.

The rain is not very heavy yet.

But there is really not much time to give Luo Qi.

Fortunately, Luo Qi has found a safe place to ensure safety in the rainstorm.

He carried Zhang Chunjun on his back, dismantled the tent, and asked Ouyang Ke to carry Li Yuangang on his back, before leading everyone from the bottom of the hill to the only exit.

Then, Luo Qi and the people who followed Luo Qi clearly saw a lot of moving heads outside the exit.

"Ugh."

Luo Qi frowned slightly, looking at the crowd gathered outside the entrance.

He was silent for a moment, then furrowed his brow again.

He handed Zhang Chunjun over to Xu Shi and summoned the two-headed flame horse.

With an expressionless face, he pulled up the slender flame rope, and took a step forward with the two-headed flame horse.

The people gathered in front of him were in an uproar, and then they divided a path quite tacitly.

Luo Qi rode a flame horse, took He Shiyun and others, and walked to the way where the crowd made way for him.

He also noticed that there were significantly more people accumulating outside the hill.

But for him, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, no matter how many people accumulate there, it has nothing to do with him.

He took He Shiyun and others and walked out of the crowd along the road that the crowd had made way for him.

But Luo Qi did not leave those people.

Because everyone spontaneously followed behind Luo Qi when he walked out.

The rain soon became heavier.

Between the rain and the wind, there was a strong wind.

The roaring wind and the noisy rain drowned out the footsteps of the crowd.

After climbing the hill, He Shiyun, Xu Shi, Ouyang Ke, Xu Mengtang, Xu Deyang, Xu Ruoyu, Du Li, Yu Tong, Hao Hao, and Zheng Yimao each had a hemp rope as thick as a child's arm tied to their waists.

The other end of the hemp rope was grabbed by Luo Qi in his hand.

Under Luo Qi's drag, the speed at which they traveled was not slow.

And the others who followed them, totaling more than six hundred, were not slow to walk.

This is also thanks to Luo Qi, who has already distributed the small amount of luggage to everyone else.

So much so that the people who are now following Luo Qi and not being dragged away by Luo Qi with hemp rope also learn the methods of Luo Qi and others, and use hemp rope to connect themselves with their own companions.

So, the more than 600 people were divided into countless teams with hemp ropes one by one, and followed closely behind Luo Qi and the others, for fear of falling behind.

Everyone was led by Luo Qi to the edge of a once vast forest.

led to the gap that had been precipitated by the collapse of the trees.

Luo Qi took the lead and walked into the gap.

Xu Shi, who was carrying Zhang Chunjun on his back, followed him and walked into the gap, then He Shiyun, Chen Qian, Du Li, Xu Ruoyu, Yu Tong, Zheng Yimao, Hao Hao, and finally Ouyang Ke who was carrying Li Yuangang on his back.

The more than 600 people who followed them also walked in one by one.

Luo Qi took He Shiyun and others deep into the giant wood forest, and deliberately distanced himself from the others.

They found a place where the huge trees were built on each other and sheltered from the rain, lit a bonfire, and set up tents around the campfire.

After filtering some of the rainwater, they set up the pot on the campfire and began to boil the water.

At this time, Luo Qi took out the only remaining bit of rat meat on his chest, and took the lead in handing it to Zhang Chunjun, but Zhang Chunjun waved his hand and refused.

Luo Qi couldn't help frowning, and after pondering for a moment, he handed the rat meat to Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke took the rat meat, and under Luo Qi's instructions, he cut the little bit of rat meat, which was only the size of a palm, into shreds and threw it into the stew pot.

"I'm going hunting."

"Dog."

After the rat meat was put down in the pot, Luo Qi suddenly stood up, turned his head to the puppy beside him, and ordered, "You stay here." ”

Hearing this, the huddled dog raised her head slightly, glanced at Luo Qi with disdain, and buried her little face under her stomach again.

Looking at the dog's disdainful expression, Luo Qi pursed her lips quite dissatisfied, but looked away from the dog's body a little helplessly.

"Sister-in-law."

Luo Qi stared at the iron pot, under the stirring of Ouyang Ke, the fluctuating soup, his tone was extremely cold, but in fact, he said with a very weak heart: "I'll leave it to you here." ”

"If something happens, just shout and I'll be back in no time."