Chapter 437: Gan, I'm actually dead again

Leng Huo's face was pale, and his body became thin.

He stared at the mighty river and was silent.

He had been walking down the river for a long, long time, about fifty sunrises and sunsets, but no village had appeared before his eyes.

No, that's not accurate.

Occasionally, if you go deep into the forest, you can find the remains of some villages. But it's just a little bit of a trace. For such a long time, Cold Fire was just one person.

When a person spends a lot of time in the forest, he naturally gets used to silence.

But the silence that doesn't mean he's just as calm in his heart. In fact, Leng Huo's heart was extremely tormented. The big river in front of you is blocking the way, and if you want to continue south, you have to cross the river.

But how do you cross the river?

Leng Huo was at a loss. In his limited life experience, ordinary streams can be crossed with just a few large stones. For larger rivers, they use rafts to cross the river with poles in hand.

Can here?

Cold Fire was silent for a long time, and finally, he pulled out the bronze dagger and turned and walked into the forest.

Soon, the sound of felling trees rang out.

There is absolutely no shortage of trees in a drizzy forest, but dry trees are not easy to find. The cold fire can only select some suitable trees and cut them down and drag them to the river to dry.

It's a huge undertaking.

Cold Fire was strong, tall, and powerful, which also meant that he had to make a very large raft to lift him up in the river.

Day after day, night after night.

I have work to pass the time, and my spirit is much better. A month passed, two months passed, and the raft progressed quickly, but Leng Huo himself lacked enough nutrients and became thinner.

Finally, one day, the raft was completed.

It is a huge raft eight meters long and six meters wide. The branches and leaves are cleanly removed by cold fire, and even the bark is completely peeled off to make it easier to dry.

The smooth trunk is firmly bound by ropes made of bark and vines.

After completing this project, the cold fire bronze short sword was not badly damaged. But it's all worth it. In addition to the raft, there is a huge pole with a length of more than ten meters.

With these equipment, Cold Fire believes that crossing the river will not be a problem at all.

The sheer size of the raft makes it extremely heavy.

And for this, Leng Huo has been prepared for a long time. He used the pole as a crowbar, and suddenly pry the entire raft on the ground. The huge raft slid down the slope and plunged into the river.

The raging river immediately swirled with the raft, leaving only the upper surface of the raft exposed. Leng Huo watched this scene and waved his arm to make a triumphant gesture to himself.

"Yoyo ......"

The cold fire monster screamed, jumped from the river, and from top to bottom, all kinds of things landed on the raft.

Even though this period of tossing and turning caused him to lose weight sharply, the cold fire landing still pressed the raft into the river.

There was no rudder pulp, and the raft whirled in the river. And the cold fire that used the pole for the first time in the river was a bit of a hurry for a while. He first used the pole to push the shore away, so that the raft was headed towards the center of the river.

Under the action of swirling currents, cold fire easily does this.

"Haha, I made it. ”

Leng Huo laughed, and his eyebrows fluttered to himself, "Leng Huo, you will definitely do it." He took turns using the pole and slowly paddled towards the center of the river.

For Leng Huo, all he had to do was to leave the riverside, come to the heart of the river, and then go to the other side. Step by step, step by step, step by step, absolutely not messy.

In the heart of the river, there is a unique scenery. This large river is wider than the Yangtze River, especially the flow rate is relatively gentle, and it is very suitable for human settlement.

If it were in the Blue Star, there would have been countless races settling next to this great river. This is how the first civilizations developed. Whether it is the Two River Basin, the Yellow River Basin, or even the Nile River Basin, the Ganges River Basin.

The beginning of all civilization is built on abundant water resources.

Without water, there is no civilization.

However, it is strange that such a river, wide enough to carry the origin of a civilization, should not be inhabited by any villages.

Just as Leng Huo struggled to use the pole, a gray-brown, huge beast suddenly floated in the river downstream of the raft, and slowly floated.

It has a massive body, a huge tail that is four meters long, and it swings and stirs the current, making it incredibly fast in the water.

Cold Fire doesn't know anything about it. In order to deal with this great river, all his energy has been exhausted

As a member of the Kaolin tribe, Leng Huo has a natural fear of water currents. But in order to sacrifice the Holy White Peak, Leng Huo overcame his fears.

However, this is already the limit for a teenager.

He could no longer be distracted from the other.

Cold Fire swung the pole hard, and the giant beast behind it was already extremely close, it suddenly slapped the river, and its wide, scaly tail brought strong power, making it jump up from the water, suddenly open its mouth and bite Cold Fire.

"Poof!"

The huge, more than twelve meters long, smashed into the raft. The hundred-ton giant beast directly broke up the raft.

The finished product, which had taken months of cold fire, was just a ridiculous toy in front of the claws of the behemoth and its massive body.

The beast's teeth pierced through the cold flame's body, and blood flowed out like a pump. The internal organs in the body are ruthlessly penetrated by the teeth.

Cold fire, mental trance.

The pain hit his brain, causing him to crash a bit. His eyes were blank, but he seemed to see his grandfather Tie Feng and his grandmother's kind figure.

The river was cold, but it couldn't wake him up from his stupor.

Leng Huo smiled, and in a trance, he seemed to stand up and took his grandfather's hand.

This scene is like when he was a child, he followed Tie Feng to collect pine cones in the light rain forest.

"Grandpa......"

He tried to shout, but in vain.

Cold fire died.

In the seventh month after he left the tribe and sacrificed to the Holy White Peak, he died in the river.

But soon, Du Lengqiu opened his eyes.

In a snap of his fingers, he obtained all the memories and experiences of Leng Huo's ordinary life. He couldn't help but be speechless.

"Gan, I'm actually dead again!"

He stretched out a sword qi with his fingers, easily severing the roof of the giant beast's jaw, and then his body moved, and he was already floating on the back of the giant beast.

Losing its palate, the pain of distance caused the behemoth to roll wildly in the water. But Du Lengqiu didn't care, just stood on the water and looked at Leng Huo's life.

Soon, Du Lengqiu let out a sigh!

"Really, recklessly!"

Ignorant of everything in the world, such a person dares to go into the world alone!

How fearless, and how ignorant!