Storms, lightning and thunder

The meeting was simple, mainly to set up a list of several exploration groups, and then these teams would each escort the "geographical surveyor" into this deserted island to conduct a certain survey.

All the hired adventurers questioned why the rainy day survey, but the Yun family insisted on doing so as the funder, and their voice was the loudest, so everyone had to wear one-piece thick raincoats and walk through the rainstorm.

The dark mountain road, the yellowish magic lamp can't illuminate how far the road ahead is, only when the lightning splits the night sky, can it bring a short period of light to the world, the mountain road here, only vague traces, and I don't know how many years no one has walked, everyone has to open the road with a hoe, while muttering and complaining, mixed with the ticking sound of the raindrops falling on the raincoat with the size of a bean, and I don't know whether to complain about the ghost weather, or complain about the ghost of the Yun family.

Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul, as passengers on a tailwind boat, didn't have much opinion, but what was a bit of an eyesore was that the boss of the adventure group, as well as the obscene scar man, happened to be in a group with them, and from time to time they fell on them with burning eyes, just like the cold wind in a storm, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Qinglang laughed in a low voice: "Pear, your sister and I have been targeted, itchy......" looked at Nanxing Soul with an underwhelming face, and was clearly still saying, ask me quickly, ask me some boring questions, I want to provoke, because I am very bored now

Nanxing Soul helplessly cooperated with Feng Qinglang's provocation, shook the rain on his head, and said softly: "Sister Fire Dragon, what kind of man do you like?"

On such a boring stormy night, in addition to the sound of rain and thunder, there was also a "heart-to-heart dialogue" between the two girls, which seemed to be a good thing, and the surrounding complaints suddenly became much less, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the gossip, and the boss of the adventure group was even more so, he still thought very highly of himself, and he was still worried about Miss Su Huolong's refusal of his own affairs.

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

He paused deliberately, arousing people's best curiosity, and the scarred man couldn't help but say angrily: "Miss Su Huolong, are you talking about your boring eighty minutes again?"

Feng Qinglang glared and said, "That's the basic condition, okay?

The shameless Miss Su Huolong gestured, it was the length of her temporary crutch, just a lightning bolt slashed across the night sky, so that everyone could see her gesture clearly, everyone couldn't help laughing, is that the length that humans may have? This Su Huolong is really bold and interesting, dare to continue to provoke so blatantly......

Nanxing Soul smiled bitterly, she felt that if she picked up the stubble, it must be as boring as Feng Qinglang, but that guy provoked him when the rebel was the most boring, so he deserved to be unlucky......

Feng Qinglang saw the boss of the adventure group staring at him angrily, his fists clenched around his waist, and he couldn't help but be afraid: "You don't want to prove it to me now, do you......?"

There was another burst of laughter in the wind and rain, the face of the boss of the adventure group turned completely blue, and the scarred man gritted his teeth, their group and the officials of the Yun family were present, and they didn't dare to put aside their excessive cruel words.

The two fellow geographers could not have fun with the crowd, they whispered to each other about something, and surveyed the coordinate terrain with instruments, and then slowed down, and finally the whole team stopped.

They discussed a few words with the officials of the Yun clan, and the officials of the Yun clan immediately assigned some people to dig in situ, each group has an adventurer of the strength of the sky as the nominal captain, three or four Zhenwu as high-level leaders, who can participate in decision-making, and the remaining twenty or so people are awakened and forged, which can be used as cannon fodder for the rear of the palace when it is dangerous, and can be used as coolies when it is necessary to dig now.

In the muffled sound of the hoe knocking down the sand and stones, Feng Qinglang estimated the location, their team had gone deep into the southwest side of the desert island, what was the Yun family looking for? the entrance to a certain treasure, a certain ancient ruin, or ...... Same goal as them?

If the goal is the same, Yun Jialuo does get the secret of the heir of the Bright Dynasty, then the coordinates are a bit outrageous, even if there is an error, there is still a long way to go from the Crimson Vortex here......

As high-level officials who could participate in the meeting, Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul only needed to stand on the periphery to supervise, and Nanxing Soul took advantage of the fact that there was no one else around, so he whispered: "Qinglang, I think the Yun Clan's goal of going to sea is likely to be the same as ours."

Feng Qinglang was surprised: "Even I am not sure, how do you know?"

Nanxing Soul said solemnly: "Intuition"

"This ......"

Nanxing Soul chuckled, "Okay, don't you think that the coordinates they are positioning now, if it happens to be that island we are going to, then this happens to be where the switch of the maze mechanism is?"

Feng Qinglang put away his carelessness, he knew that he didn't have too deep research on the exploration of the island, and recently he had been focusing more on meditation and restoring cultivation, but Nanxing Soul was different, that island was related to the future of the entire Nan family, and all the details, maybe in her mind, had been circled thousands of times...... Therefore, she can keenly grasp every detail.

He recalled it for a while, and then compared it to the present, nodded seriously: "Star Soul, what you said is very reasonable."

Being able to get Feng Qinglang's sincere praise, Nanxing Soul was very excited, and said in a low voice: "So I guess, the Yun clan should have obtained the general map of that island, but I don't know which island it is, so I can only go along the way......"

Feng Qinglang looked at Nanxing Soul with a smile, and couldn't help but feel a little more relieved in her eyes.

Sure enough, the two geographers were shaking their heads and sighing, having dug to such a depth, they still found nothing, which proved that what they were looking for was not here.

At this moment, suddenly from the center of the island came a rapid whistle of three long and two short, so loud that the direction of the ship immediately responded, blowing the horn, judging from the agreed horn rhythm, it was the signal of the general retreat

Even though the wind and rain were so loud, Feng Qinglang could still faintly hear that in the direction of the center of the island, there was the sound of blade collisions, shouts and screams......

Since the Yun clan proposed to retreat, instead of asking to go to support, Feng Qinglang did not have the consciousness to work for them, so he resolutely obeyed the command and withdrew in the direction of the ship.

But what they didn't expect was that the sounds of those fighting gradually approached their direction, and the group that must have encountered the enemy chose this side as their retreat direction.

The Yun clan official gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Stay in place and wait for friendly troops"

Such a support choice was obviously not accepted by the majority of the people, and the adventurers, who were already undisciplined, formed a temporary defensive line crookedly, and everyone put on a posture that was not so much ready to support friendly forces as ready to run away at any time.

Another huge lightning bolt slashed through the night sky, allowing them to see clearly ahead, the friendly troops wearing the clothes of the Yun clan's mercenaries, only a dozen or so people remained, one by one, the person who led the run, saw Feng Qinglang's defense line, and immediately said with joy: "Brothers, cover us"

The Yun clan officials on Feng Qinglang's side, the focus was behind them, the group of pursuers were dressed neatly in black, and they chased from behind with murderous vigour, neither like natives nor pirates, more like another large expedition team, he couldn't help but shout: "Aesop, what's going on?"

The leader shouted loudly as he ran: "Damn, the excavation coordinates they chose are the same as ours, and if there is a conflict, they will cut people directly......"

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, the sound of hurried footsteps responds to the sound of hurried rain, and the sound of hurried breathing is even more aside, but Feng Qinglang suddenly turned his head, looked at the boss of the adventure group with a smile, and said softly: "What, do you want to take the opportunity to do it to me later?"