Everyone was shocked and suddenly woke up.
They are indeed tired.
You can fall asleep when you are tired, the kind of tiredness that can't be woken up by thunder.
Can be biased...
The cheering voice was extremely sharp and piercing.
It was even more terrifying than the sound of thunder.
Without exception, all the students in Demon Class sat up amidst the cheers.
"Wow! Brother Cangtian, I really heard correctly!"
The woman smiled happily, as if asking for credit.
Ye Qingluo frowned.
This voice sounds familiar, why does it sound familiar
Could it be...
Ye Qingluo had a bad premonition in his heart.
When she was thinking about it, Li Mao came to her side, took her arm and said, "Sister, Mao Mao heard it too."
"What did you hear?" Ye Qingluo vaguely understood the content of the woman's cheers.
The woman seemed to have heard some sound, and then followed the sound to find something that made them happy.
Limao has sensitive ears, and the scarf wrapped around his head trembled: "It's the sound of running water."
The sound of running water
No wonder those students are so excited.
The most precious thing in the flame lair is water.
only…
How could there be water flow in the flame lair
Ye Qingluo frowned, and gently rubbed Limao's head: "Are you sure you heard me right?"
"En!" Limao nodded vigorously, blinking her beautiful eyes, "Maomao can be sure, it's the sound of running water!"
The students in the Demon Class looked at each other in blank dismay.
Obviously, it is impossible to believe that there will be water flow in a place like the flame lair
"Go and have a look first." Ye Qingluo felt that something was wrong.
Following Limao, the group followed the sound of the water.
After walking a few tens of meters, he saw a clear stream flowing down from the upper reaches in a dense jungle in front of him.
The sound of rushing water, in everyone's ears, was like a brisk tune.
And near the stream.
They saw a college student, about seventy or eighty people.
At this time, he was standing beside the stream with great excitement, pointing at the stream and not knowing what he was talking about.
A dozen or so students behind them saw the stream, their eyes brightened.
One by one hurriedly trot towards the stream.
"careful."
Ye Qingluo reminded softly, staring at the clear stream: "It's a bit weird here, be careful."
The students of Demon Class nodded in agreement: "There is a strange feeling around, don't get close for now."
A dozen or so students had no choice but to give up and obediently went back behind the students of the Demon Class.
At this time, the seventy or eighty students from other colleges in front jumped directly beside the stream.
One by one, they took out the water bags and filled a bag full of water.
After filling all the water bags.
Just hearing a plop, a group of students jumped into the stream.
The stream is very shallow.
But it doesn't affect them flopping in the water.
For several days in a row in the lair of flames, undergoing brutal training.
There is no way to clean yourself.
They all reeked of sweat.
At this time, I saw the stream, and I wished I could soak in it, and I didn't want to get up after soaking for three days and three nights.
Hear the laughter of the students over there.
The students of the class of demons are actually a little eager to move.
However, the feeling around here is indeed too strange.
They couldn't tell what was so strange about it.
just feel...
This stream should not appear here.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a cry from the side of the stream: "You all go ashore quickly! This stream is not safe!"
I saw a young man in a lake-colored courtyard uniform rushing over.
He waved his hands with a flustered expression: "Go ashore quickly! Go ashore quickly!"