In the center of the spacious stone cave, a dark river flows through the center of the spacious stone cave, and the river surface more than ten meters wide flashes and sparkles in the firelight. The surface of the water seemed to flow forward without hurry, but the old man knew that under the seemingly calm surface of the river, there was actually an undercurrent surging, and the current speed was extremely fast, and the depth of the water reached dozens of meters.

This dark river flows directly through the mountains to the border, exiting in a large mountain near the border, and then converging into a surrounding river that crosses several surrounding countries. This is the shortcut to the border that the ancestors of the Wan family recorded.

The old man walked towards the surrounding cave wall with a torch, and he remembered that there had been a crack on this side that allowed for access to a closed canyon outside. He held a torch and searched the edge of the stone wall for a while, then raised his firewood knife and slashed at a cave wall, and sure enough, as the old man's machete swung up and down, a crack suddenly appeared on the cave wall that was tightly covered by vines outside the cave, and a breath of fresh air blew into the damp cave from the crack.

The old man's spirit was shocked, and Qiuqiu also ran over at this time, showing the sharp nails on his four claws, and soon revealed a gap in the vine that could accommodate a person, and the old man's body drilled out on one side.

Outside the cave is a dark canyon, surrounded on all sides by high cliffs, the top of which is like four sharp swords that pierce into the sky. The valley is full of strange rocks, and several towering trees stand tall, and the huge canopy covers the top of the tall trees like an umbrella cover. The stones are overgrown with weeds, and the edge of the stone wall is messy with patches of uneven thickness of bamboo.

Around the old man Kankan, he raised his feet and walked towards the bamboo forest on the side, raised his hand to clamp the torch in his hand to the branches around him, stared at the bamboo forest in front of him with his eyes, took a deep breath of luck all over his body, and a faint light slowly poured out of his body, and then bent down sharply and raised the scimitar in his hand, cutting at the root of a bamboo with a thick mouth.

The old man's heart is now as anxious as a fire, and he must use all his strength to race against time! The old man grabbed the fallen thick bamboo with his left hand and pulled the bamboo back, and the machete in his right hand "clicked" a few times to cut off the branches above, and then walked to another thick bamboo and waved the machete......

Qiuqiu saw the old man's movements, and immediately ran forward and jumped in front of the bamboos cut by his grandfather, and his four claws suddenly showed his cold and shining sharp nails, and danced against the branches and leaves at the upper end of the pillar. Then he jumped on another bamboo that the old man had just cut and continued to work, and in a blink of an eye, he cut the bamboo with dense branches into bare bamboo poles.

The old man looked sideways at the ball that was flying up and down with its four paws, and there was a warm light in his eyes.

Soon, the old man and Qiuqiu worked together to sort out ten bamboo poles about 20 centimeters thick and nearly three meters long, the old man picked up the torch to shine on the cliff, and then walked over to cut off a few tough vines and dragged them over, cut a long bamboo into several sections and placed it horizontally on the open space, and then put the rest of the long bamboo poles vertically on the horizontal bamboo poles, and inserted the tough vines into the gaps of a row of bamboo poles to firmly fix the bamboo poles, and soon made a bamboo row more than one meter wide and three meters long.

The old man then grabbed the bamboo raft and stuffed it into the cave along the crack in the cliff, and then cut off a long bamboo that he could hold with one hand and made a boat penny, turned around and went into the cave again with the ball.

The old man's movements were extremely fast, and it took only ten minutes before and after making this bamboo row, and the old man was anxious at this time, he knew that Xiaohua, the old mountain king, would not let out a roar for help, and they must have been in an extremely dangerous situation. The old man is now using all his strength to buy time, hoping to rush to Zi's grandson to solve their urgent needs.

The old man dragged the bamboo raft and carefully put it into the dark river, Zi only grabbed the bamboo row and let the ball jump on the bamboo row first, and then lit two torches to fix it in front of the bamboo raft, Zi pushed the bamboo raft with both hands on the water surface and pushed it forward along the current.

The bamboo row "sighs" to the ground, the arrow from the string along the water flow to the front, the old man kicked the ground hard under his feet, the body flew violently to the river like a huge Peng bird, instantly flew to the top of the bamboo row running forward, followed by a fallen leaf gently fell on the front end of the bamboo row, the boat penny in the hand lightly touched the cave wall on both sides, and the bamboo row drilled into the dark cave like an arrow.

At this time, an extremely fierce chase battle was unfolding in the mountains outside the country. Cheng Ru was running through the undulating mountains with Wan Lin on his back at this time, his whole body was soaked with the dew and sweat of the forest, and the little flowers ran around them left and right.

Not far behind Wan Lin and Cheng Ru, there were also several black shadows running fast. They were none other than Henry and Kobayashi, the snipers of the two mercenary groups of Black Hawk and Yamaguchi, and the two of them were quickly chasing after them with three of their men, and they had now chased to the hilly area more than a thousand meters behind Wan Lin.

By this time, the sky had turned white, and the mountains were shrouded in an early morning mist. Wan Lin was lying on Cheng Ru's back quilt, and Naodai was weakly hanging on Cheng Ru's shoulder, his face had become gray.

Wan Lin lay on Cheng Ru's back weakly, his face was already covered with sweat on Cheng Ru's head, "Let's rest!" He said as he lifted Naodai with difficulty. Cheng Ru looked up around Kankan, surrounded by rolling hills, full of small hills that were not high, covered with shrubs, weeds, and bare rocks on the hillside, and there was a thick tree in the clearing dozens of meters in front of him.

"Good!" Cheng Ru gasped and replied, and continued to run forward until he ran behind the big tree in front of him. He crouched down to let Wan Lin sit under the root of the tree, and Zi turned around and raised his sniper rifle from the side of the tree and aimed it at the back. He must now observe the position of the pursuers behind him in order to defend.

Xiaohua saw Wan Lin sit down, and then jumped out from behind the tree and ran straight to the surrounding hills, it ran around more than two hundred meters quickly, returned to Wan Lin and wagged its tail, and then got up and jumped on the branch above his head, lying on it and staring closely at the mountains behind.

After they destroyed the satellite phone and walkie-talkie they were carrying just now, Cheng Ru picked up Wan Lin and ran to the northwest, and then used two bow bombs to delay the other party's pursuit, but until now, the enemy has still caught up.

Cheng Ru stretched out his sniper rifle from behind the tree and observed the mountains in the distance for a while. The eastern sky has been slightly white, and a faint layer of white mist has risen in the mountains, clinging to the ground and undulating with the mountains, as if a layer of soft white fluff has been spread in the whole mountain, and the fluff slowly fluctuates with the breeze in the mountains, giving people a dreamlike feeling.