"Listen, there is the sound of water!" Lago raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, listened intently for a moment, and then said in surprise.

Everyone looked at each other, and the thief's ears were simply artifacts. If he hadn't been repeated, he would have had other bloodlines, and everyone would have wondered if he was human after all.

Before, by the lake of the ghost-faced squid, he relied on these ears to save the team once. Although he himself was rescued by Qin Lun, if he hadn't heard the sound of the ghost-faced squid swimming in the water hundreds of meters away, the entire team was in danger of being attacked by the sea giant beast at that time.

The ghost-faced squid is not a wild cow hooligan, and if it is caught by its tentacles as thick as a bucket, it is impossible to save people in a hurry.

Qin Lun had hired a trio of lancets, and now it seems to be very valuable. Lago, Winnie, and Rick all made an integral contribution to the adventure.

In fact, it had been more than ten days since the Assassin Blood Mercenary Group had joined this adventure, but none of them wanted to mention a mercenary contract again.

Among the three, Winnie and Lago were all rescued by Qin Lun, and now they are also companions who share life and death, and they really don't want to say anything about compensation. What's more, now that they are all in the Troll's Claw Canyon, the mission to find the missing person has been completed, and the biggest goal is to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

Although no one except the thieves heard the unwarranted sound of water, after a series of empirical evidence, the ears of the thieves were still trustworthy, and the appearance of the sound of water suddenly made everyone show a relaxed expression.

After a short journey in the middle of the night, because of the drag of a few wounded people in the team, they only walked more than 20 kilometers. By this time, the sky had begun to lighten, and the troll village behind them would soon find out that the captives were missing.

Since the Ellistins were sacrifices for the sacrifice, it was impossible for the trolls to let them escape, believing that the dawn would catch up.

In fact, in the process of escaping from the troll's claws, the threat of the trolls was only one of them, and the other problem that plagued Qin Lun and the others was the route and direction leading to the exit of the winding river north.

The terrain of Trollclaw is surrounded by mountains, and the central canyon is also not flat, with many slopes with low slopes.

This leaves the canyon with many forks, and because it's inaccessible and the trolls don't level the way, it's full of similar low pine forests and bushes, making it hard to tell where to go.

Even Mastasya, who is experienced in the wilderness, only relies on the stars in the night sky of the canyon to determine the direction on a moonlit night when the weather is crisp, so that the team will not deviate from the northward route.

During the day, except for a few moments when the sun shines through the haze of the canyon, the adventurous team can only rely on their senses to get on their way.

Mastasia had warned them that they had to find the meandering river and follow it north quickly, or she wouldn't be sure to take them away from the trolls.

Following Lago's direction, the party finally saw a rushing stream as the sky was completely bright.

"Great!" Mastacia's expression of joy quickly infected everyone, and several seriously ill patients also felt relieved and collapsed to the ground. Although some of the Apostle's items had been consumed on the way, they had been tortured in the troll village for so long, and their bodies were extremely weak, and their bodies had not yet had time to recover in such a short time.

"This stream is supposed to be a tributary of the meandering river where the other sources of water in the canyon converge, and if you follow the stream, sooner or later you will enter the main road of the meandering river." Observing the stream, Mastasha waved away the men in the group, "You go and cut down a few sturdy pine trees, and we're going to make a raft, and the wounded are to use the stream to wash their old rotting wounds." ”

"Men are not people, we want to wash them too!" Largo muttered discontentedly.

"I'm sorry!" Rick was really helpless about his little friend, covered his face, and left the thief with his teeth and claws like a chicken, while reprimanding in a low voice, "Those two beauties are covered with wounds all over their bodies, you are here, why are they embarrassed to go into the water, don't you see that Sifer is consciously getting out!" ”

"Are you rookies who are going out on adventures for the first time, how do you make a raft for this kind of thing!" The first batch of raft materials dragged back by Qin Lun and the others, the highland elves were completely dissatisfied and scolded several men.

The pine wood dragged over by Qin Lun and the others was too thick, and the material was too fresh, peeling off the bark and touching a handful of sticky resin, this material could not be used to make a raft.

The wood needed for the raft should not be too coarse, and the thickness of the bowl mouth is the best. In addition, the most important thing is to dry up, too fresh trees, too much water specific gravity, too little buoyancy in the water, plus the weight of the crowd will inevitably sink to the bottom.

This kind of pine wood, even if it contains a thick pine resin on the surface, is not suitable for rafts, and must be dried for many years, how can they have this time now.

Seeing that a few men were not reliable, Mastasha had to go to the woods to find suitable raft materials, and finally instructed a few big men to cut down more than 20 old trees that were almost dead.

Most of these old trees have died, many of them are caused by insect infestations, and there are many holes in the trunks. The buoyancy they provide is sufficient, but seriously speaking, this is not the right material for rafts, and there is a danger of breaking in the case of too strong currents.

But since everyone only plans to use it once, and it is in the river where the wind and waves are relatively small, they can also use it.

Mastasha stripped the bark of the pine trees that had been relatively fresh and used them as ropes to tie up more than twenty dead trees into two rafts. There were too many of them, and the stream was too narrow, so they had to divide into two rafts.

When their side was almost done with their work, several injured people in Illistin also temporarily took care of their injuries all over their bodies. Despite being almost mummified, Elistin and Idria were in much better spirits than they were last night.

Of course, the best of them all was Mason's old butler, who almost died last night.

Mason didn't have as many fights as the two beauties in his adventure more than a month ago, and he didn't have many external injuries on his body. And the patients who have been tossed these days are slowly recovering under the magic of the dark contract, and now they seem to be in a better condition than they are.

"It took about two hours, and if the trolls were on the right track, they might be not far from us." Mastasia put her hand in front of her brow and looked up to see the sun's position.

The mood of the crowd became tense again, and according to the instructions of the master harper, they divided into two groups and boarded the raft.

Mastassia fastened herself to the raft with a piso, and although she did not get seasick, she could not swim. Originally, this secret was only known to Qin Lun, but now he had no choice but to hold his head high in the surprised eyes of everyone, with a proud expression of "my sister can't swim, my sister is very proud".

"Whoa!" The raft slowly accelerated in the rushing stream, sinking first and then breaking out of the water. Although it was very simple, it still carried the weight of the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but cheer, and once again cast an admiring look at the highland elves.

"Hey!" Mastassia couldn't help but feel a little proud, in fact, as a highland elf, she had always been reluctant to go near the water's edge. She also listened to the introduction of other harpist companions to make this kind of raft, but she didn't expect it to be very effective.

With the raft, not only did the crowd get valuable rest time, but during this period, they no longer had to worry about the trolls chasing after them. It would be better if the trolls lost their tracks.

However, moving along the river can create another problem. Because the Meandering River is the main source of water for the Troll'Claw Mountains, there will be more camps of the Troll Tribe near the river. If they can't avoid these troll camps in time, I'm afraid there will be more and more pursuers hanging behind them.

"The raft is so fast that we may not be able to spot the troll villages along the coast in advance." Although he was a little safer, Mastaxia still had a deep worry between his eyebrows, and said hatefully, "It's a pity that my devil's mouth can't get into the troll's claws, and there are too many cockscomb eagles on the cliffs. ”

"If it's just scouting, we have a way." Qin Lun and Rand glanced at each other, a smile on their faces. Fireworks took out two figurines from his bosom and held them in his hands.

"Gargoyle statue...... Are you well prepared? The highland elves glanced at the two of them in surprise, "This thing is very rare, and only an alchemy master can make it successfully." ”

"If you like it, I'll give you one!" Qin Lun smiled and took out a gargoyle statue from the storage space and handed it to Mastasya, he had acquired five gargoyles at the Three-Tailed Kite Club, and there was no loss yet, it was enough to take risks.

"Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief!" Mastasya gave the silver-haired elf a blank look, but reached out to take the statue and did not refuse the gift.

The harpist master knew that this was Qin Lun thanking her for her help along the way, but she would continue to follow this elven prince of Theopia next, and the benefits of sending it to the door should not be in vain!

As Rand activated the gargoyles, a mysterious black glow appeared on the surface of the small alchemy statues, and Rand threw them into the air, and the two palm-sized stone statues quickly enlarged under the effect of magic, and their wings fluttered, flying towards the far side of the river.

Qin Lun suddenly felt a chill behind him, turned his head to look, and found that Elistin was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Well, I'll give you one too!" Qin Lun was speechless for a while, sighed, and took out a gargoylee statue from the storage space and handed it to the elf druid.

"Hee-hee!" Elistin smiled again.

However, as soon as the elven beauty changed her hand, she shoved the gargoyle statue in her hand to Idria beside her. As an elven druid with an eagle form, the gargoyle statue is of little use to her, just a certain feminine nature.

Idria pursed her lips, unceremoniously accepted the gargoyle statue, and glanced at Qin Lun defiantly.

"Hehe, forty or fifty thousand broken crystals!" Seeing this scene, Rand and Hill teased him on the team channel, "This account must definitely be counted on your head." ”

Qin Lun smiled speechlessly and bitterly, and secretly gave the two of them a middle finger!