A faint white light loomed under the dense woods,
Feng Shengliang was as bright as a high-intensity flashlight in the day, so he followed the weak light.
The strong light came down with the intermittent raindrops. The bright light between the leaves swayed, and the strong light flashed across Luoyang's face.
Luo Yang subconsciously raised his hand to block the light, and then looked up.
"There is someone in the sky!" In the thin cracks of wet branches and leaves, Luoyang clearly saw the strong light from above the trees.
The crowd immediately stopped and looked up.
"It seems that someone is really there, Sufan. Listen, is there a buzzing?" Shang Yiran looked down the strong light.
Through the dense branches and leaves, I can't see what's going on outside, but the hum mixed with the sound of rain is still very clear.
"Could it be the soldiers who drove the helicopter to save us?" Wei Zhitong suddenly said excitedly.
She was already afraid of the previous sudden mudslide.
"We didn't send a distress signal. How did the national soldiers know we were in danger? It's unlikely that they were soldiers?" Shang Yiran raised his hand to block his forehead and looked up to see the sky outside the dense branches and leaves.
However, the night was too dark, coupled with the dense rain, he couldn't see anything at all.
Su fan held up his electric light in his hand and shone it out to the top of the tree. This weak light shone out a little. Because the leaves blocked them, they still couldn't see the situation outside.
Shang Yiran is quite right. They didn't ask for help. The helicopters or planes outside are unlikely to be national soldiers.
But apart from the soldiers, who else would fly to the reservoir in such thunderstorm weather, where few people visit on weekdays?
Su fan's elegant eyes flashed slightly and looked at Luo Yang behind him.
"What am I doing?" Aware that Su fan stared at her for several seconds, Luo Yang looked at her puzzled.
As soon as the voice of Luoyang fell, a loud loudspeaker came from the top of the tree.
"Luo Yangyang, are you down there?"
Luo Yang's eyebrows and tail move. Is this sound a canonization?
In an instant, Luo Yang quickly looked up at the branches and leaves above his head.
It's canonization!
It's the voice of canonization calling her!
"Canonization!" Luo Yangyang's heart beat very fast. He rushed to the top of the tree and responded loudly.
"Here comes the canonization?" Youyou stared at the top of the tree in shock. She couldn't believe she really heard the sound of canonization.
There was no signal from the reservoir and the phone couldn't be called out. How could Fengsheng know that they were trapped in the woods and ran to save them in the middle of the night.
"Saint, did you hear anything?" Chunyucheng has been paying attention to the situation below. He seems to have heard a sound just now, but he didn't hear it clearly.
"Yes, it's the voice of Yang Yang." Feng Sheng said affirmatively, holding a trumpet and shouting down, "Yang Yang, go around the back of the mountain and go to the foot of the mountain. I'll pick you up there!"
When Feng Sheng said this, he didn't know that there were Sufan under the forest. He thought there were only Luoyang and youyou.
"Did you really hear Luo Yangyang's voice just now?" Chunyucheng looked at the canonization with some doubt.
What if the person under the tree is not luoyangyang, and the canonization calls the person to the foot of the mountain, wait, let the stranger get on the helicopter?
"I see!" Luo Yangyang put his hands around his mouth, opened his voice and shouted back.
"Who is the canonization?" Wei Zhitong looked at the excited Luo Yang and didn't understand.
"..." Luo Yangyang glanced at Wei Zhitong and didn't want to answer her question at all.
Wei Zhitong, who was ignored, just increased her resentment and anger in her heart, but she didn't continue to make trouble.
The group continued to move forward. Shang Yiran came to Su fan and asked in a low voice, "is the canonization of the president of the Feng group that Luo Yangyang said?"
"Yes." Su fan, with a calm face, snorted.
"I'll go!" Shang Yiran looked at Luo Yangyang, who was eagerly walking in the front, "how could she know the big man of canonization? She flew to save her in the middle of the night?"
"..." Su fan's gloomy face was even worse, but the night was too dark to notice.
When they came to the foot of the mountain under the weakened thunder, they saw a helicopter parked in a fairly wide valley.