Chapter 137

"Young master, it's three o'clock. Don't you have a rest?" The servant came in with a cup of coffee and gently put it on the desk. Looking at Yun Qianmo, he still couldn't help persuading him.

"Aunt song, go to have a rest. Don't worry about me!" Cloud Qian Mo light glanced at Song Yi one eye, facial expressionless way.

Calculate the time. It's already ten o'clock in the evening in Africa, but Luo Feiqi hasn't called yet. How can Yun Qianmo sleep.

Aunt song wants to say something else, but Yun Qianmo has turned his head and no longer looks at her. With a faint sigh, aunt song carefully closed the study door and left.

Yun Qianmo stopped his work, took a long breath, and picked up the mobile phone that was placed at the desk. The screen lights up, but there are no messages, no calls.

Yun Qianmo's eyebrows are deeply frowned together, and there is a trace of worry in his eyes. Luo Feiqi has never been filming so late in the past, is there anything wrong?

With a light finger movement, Yun Qianmo skillfully dials Luo Feiqi's number, but after the long "Du" sound, there is only a mechanical female voice, "sorry, what you dialed..."

Yun Qianmo directly cut off the phone, rubbed his eyebrows, thought for a moment, then picked up the phone.

"Mr. cloud." Even in the early hours of the morning, the speed of picking up the phone is extremely fast, but there is a lingering sleepiness in the voice.

Cloud Qian Mo Leng for a while, suddenly react to come over, oneself unexpectedly anxious to forget time, pursed lips, "check Africa there is nothing, Feifei lost contact."

"Yes, I know!" Hang up the phone at will, rub your face, take some cold water, and quickly switch to working mode.

Yun Qianmo makes a call to Luo Feiqi every two minutes, but Luo Feiqi's mobile phone has been turned off gradually from no answer at the beginning, and the uneasiness in her heart is gradually enlarged.

Yun Qianmo put down his mobile phone and picked up his coffee. The mobile phone ring suddenly rang, he quickly took the mobile phone, but the caller is not Luo Feiqi, who he is yearning for.

"Mr. cloud." Arbitrary voice with a strong sense of uneasiness, "the situation in Africa is not very good."

Yun Qian Mo closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, a pair of ink pupils were cold and said, "say!"

Any trembling looking at his just sent information, almost can't imagine how Yun Qianmo will react when he knows the news.

"In the desert where Miss Luo entered, there was a" black storm "today. Although it has subsided, all the staff have lost contact. I don't know what the situation is now."

Yun Qianmo's fingers tightened, his eyes became extremely terrible, "prepare for the plane, I'm going to Africa now!"

Any hit a shiver, even across the screen can feel the fury of cloud modest ink, "yes."

You can understand how serious things are and how efficient you are. In half an hour, Yun Qianmo was already on the helicopter to Africa.

Because it's an emergency, I can only find a military helicopter. The space is incomparable with that of a private plane, and the seat is not big. I can sit beside Yun Qianmo and feel the extreme frightfulness of Yun Qianmo's body in all directions, tears in my heart.

"How long will it take to get there." Yun Qianmo suddenly opens his mouth, and Sen Leng's business makes him shiver.

"I'll ask the captain!" He walked to the cockpit at a quick pace. After a moment, he turned back.

"Mr. Yun, the captain said it would take 13 hours at the fastest."

Yun Qianmo looked at him, the killing intention in his eyes made any leg soft, and almost knelt on the ground without backbone, "too slow!"

"Yes, I'll rush it!" Any flattering smile, hard headed continue to go to the cockpit.

"Is that slow? Do you want to drive a rocket? " The captain is also a hot tempered man. As soon as he spoke, he couldn't help jumping up.

According to the normal driving speed, it takes 18 hours to take the emergency route, which has shortened the flight time by five hours. No wonder the captain jumps.

"Keep it down!" Arbitrarily quickly cover his mouth, see cloud Qian Mo is still expressionless sitting there, hanging heart this just put down a little bit, "try to speed up, after all, is a matter of life and death, please!"

The captain nodded, relieved, and went to Yun Qianmo, "Mr. Yun, the captain said that he can only speed up, but he can't guarantee how long he will arrive."

Seeing that Yun Qianmo was still calm, he tried to persuade him carefully, "well, after all, this is a plane. It's too fast and dangerous. We can't find Miss Luo. Let's have an accident first, and...""I know!" Yun Qianmo was upset and completely lost his usual composure. For the first time in his life, he knew what "fear" was.

Cloud Qian Mo dare not imagine, if Luo Feiqi really had an accident, he can't find her how to do, arbitrarily didn't find, cloud Qian Mo on the side of the hand is thin shaking.

He sighed and sat down.

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A gust of morning wind blowing, with cold yellow sand, Luo Feiqi coughed and opened her eyes.

What comes into view is the endless sea of sand. Luo Feiqi blinks his eyes blankly and moves his body. Only then can he find that he still has yingzi on his body. All the memories of yesterday come back to his mind.

She rubbed her eyes and felt that her throat was almost cracked. She didn't eat all day and night, and her stomach was flat. Her hands and feet were cold because of staying in the open all night. There was no comfortable place all over her.

As Luo Feiqi wakes up, other people wake up one after another, but no one speaks, and the atmosphere is strangely silent.

"Hold on, everyone. We've gone a long way. I believe we can get to the village soon!" Luo Feiqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened run dry cracked throat, strong support discomfort said.

The rest of them didn't speak, but there was a sense of despair in their eyes. There was no food or water. When would they arrive if they went on like this.

"Let's go!" Luo Feiqi pulls yingzi to stand up, even the soil on her body is too lazy to waste energy to clean it. She strides to the north, and the people behind her are numb to follow.

From early in the morning until noon, but in addition to yellow sand, there is nothing. Luo Feiqi blinks his eyes, his vision is a little blurred.

Luo Feiqi feels that every step she takes is mechanical. Her body seems to be not her own, and the people around her are in this state, just like walking dead.