"Whoosh! Whoosh......"

The rain of arrows began to rain down from the valley behind him, a few minutes earlier than planned, and it was probably because Captain Steve didn't want to do any more useless work, because he also saw that, as Old Harry had described, the fog in Snow Wolf Canyon would probably never clear.

The sharp arrows were dense and overwhelming, striking on the gravel with a tinky sound, as if a botched percussion performance was being played not far behind.

It was a great war of attrition, and if it weren't for the fact that Old Henry had really made up his mind to get Credon out of all of them, with the stingy style of the Luman Empire in the past, he would never have wasted it like this. It seems that Captain Steve has prepared a fair amount of arrows, and has almost filled the equipment rack on the drake's body.

If there really is a sinister Credon hidden in the white fog, they will definitely be in big trouble, even if they are all like Felix, in exchange for immortality from the devil, if they are full of arrows, it will definitely not be easy, at least when they usually meet and greet each other, I am afraid that they will have to keep a certain distance from each other.

Lieutenant Colonel William, who was guarding the valley mouth, should probably lead the hundreds of stormtroopers towards the Snow Wolf Canyon, and they need to bluff and beat gongs and drums. This assignment was the most suitable for him, and doing superficial work has always been what Lieutenant Colonel William is best at.

Qi Lang must speed up the process, if it continues like this, it won't be long before Steve's dragon monster attack group will chase after him, and those deadly arrows are not distinguishable from each other.

The three or five forks in the road that he had just searched, Qi Lang had found nothing. Those roads are either dead ends, or they just go around again. And the surrounding cliffs are like steel plates without gaps. There is simply no hiding place. It seems that Craedon chose to settle down a little more inside. Besides, Gulf unfortunately chose the target, and at this moment he was surrounded by the unbeatable Felix, who was being beaten to his knees and begging for mercy.

The most capable people are always the most tired, just like Qi Lang, his speed is too fast, it is estimated that he searched for five or six forks in the road, and Gulf has only completed half of them. Qi Lang quickly walked out, right at the mark of the starting place. I re-chose the path with the thickest fog and rushed into it silently.

And this time, he seems to have finally gained something.

Qi Lang had some impressions of this road, of course, it was not a good impression, but an extremely painful impression - because it seemed to be the path he had chosen when he broke through to Snow Wolf Canyon in the first place.

That breakout was a nightmare. Qi Lang couldn't tell how he had escaped, the roads here were criss-crossed, and it could almost be called a huge labyrinth with a radius of more than twenty kilometers. The reason why Snow Wolf Canyon stood out from the crowd of candidates was that it became the only testing ground for the poor slaves to seek a new life. And that's probably the main reason, right? It's challenging, and to the beholder. It's also very entertaining.

The fierce guards never had a chance to walk through it completely, after all, this was never a tourist destination, and the wolves who lived here for a long time were not raised as vegetarians, they were fierce and cruel, and what they liked to do most was to tear the challengers into pieces of minced flesh, and here, you can't even see a whole bone.

However, that time could really be called the special favor of the gods, Qi Lang did not have the opportunity to study the topographic drawings at that time, and the topographic drawings actually did not exist at all. He just ran lifelessly, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment with all his strength. The fierce soldiers who were in charge of the town of Wache at that time were still merciful, and before Qi Lang left, they also specially rewarded him with a large piece of barbecue, so that he could really fill his stomach for the first time after entering the Vache slave camp, so that he had enough physical strength to complete the five or six hours of long-distance running.

Of course, the half-cooked roast meat also emitted a fishy smell, which was probably very popular with the wolves.

It should be five hungry giant wolves who chased and intercepted him, but Qi Lang couldn't remember the specific number, anyway, in the end, only those five followed. They have been following curiously, patiently looking for opportunities. They never thought that this skinny, small creature would have a chance to get out, and countless previous cases have proved them right.

Snow Wolf Canyon is theoretically impenetrable, and this huge labyrinth is really just a natural playground for wolves. No one survived, not even the black slaves, who were much stronger than the yellow-skinned thin boy, and they had seen a lot, but the end result was no different from what they had expected - they were all turned into pieces of flesh and left forever in the place of death.

But sometimes, good luck just comes like that. They didn't expect the skinny child to be able to run on his feet for so long, and even shook off a few giant wolf brothers who had eaten too much for breakfast. And in his reckless rambling around, he made his way through the heart of the wolf pack. The five wolves must have been eager to get the little creature back, and ordered him to run again, to see if he would get lost, and to see if good luck would befall him a second time.

Qi Lang knew that that possibility did not exist at all, because even if the road in front of him at this moment gave him a sense of déjà vu, the seven or eight forks in the road that suddenly appeared in front of him had already given him a splitting headache.

Good luck doesn't happen every day, but that day seems to be different, and it seems that there is a special force guiding the way in the dark.

Most likely, that's Igru's power. It was the head wolf who had also lost his memory, and it was obvious that Qi Lang's tragic experience made him sympathetic, so he voluntarily gave up his supremacy here, formed a fateful companion with the yellow-skinned little one, and began a journey to find himself together.

But where is that guy Iglu running away to now?

He shouldn't be so easily entangled, and this Snow Wolf Canyon has always been his territory, he knows this place well, and almost every sharp rock has left his breath. But now, Qi Lang couldn't feel Igru's presence at all, he just disappeared like that, and there was no news.

Little by little, feelings of helplessness and foreboding gathered in Qi Lang's heart, and he felt that this lonely journey for a while was too difficult, even more unbearable than his experience in the Stone Refining Illusion, at least he wouldn't have so many worries at that time, and he didn't have to worry about the safety of anyone else. But now the situation is very different - his heart is extremely disturbed, almost every time he walks through a fork in the road, his worry and anxiety will increase a point, and he even begins to suspect that this hellish Snow Wolf Canyon is completely virtual by himself, and all this in front of him does not exist, just like the feng shui array laid by Dong Damiang, going around and around, and he has to go around people until he is dizzy.

However, just as he gambled and chose a path to continue, Qi Lang seemed to suddenly find something!

A breath appeared, not far ahead.

It was supposed to be a man, a samurai, because there was spiritual power in him. However, the distribution of spiritual power is completely different from that of a warrior or a cultivator. In Qi Lang's impression, this person seems to have encountered him, but he doesn't seem to have encountered it, and he is a little unsure, but Qi Lang can only be sure that if he really encountered himself, it should be in the kapok grove on the edge of Nalong Lake, that is, he should be a Credon, and he chose to appear at this time, he should be aware that his base camp is about to be attacked.

Looks like it's going to be rewarded!

The power of the rain of arrows in the sky finally worked, and those devil believers finally couldn't bear it anymore. They plan to poke their heads out of the cold cavern and, like cunning voles, cautiously take a look at the outside world.

Seize this opportunity and keep up with him! Maybe it will lead to a chance to rescue Mr. Zhu Lai!

Qi Lang carefully suppressed the spiritual power in his body, his steps quickened, and the sound of the rain of arrows was very good at masking his footsteps, which allowed him to approach the target smoothly.

It's about to get closer, and as long as he turns that corner, he won't be able to escape!

But...... He seemed to be moving, not fast, as if he was hesitating, but he was indeed moving in the opposite direction. Qi Lang clearly felt the change in that person's spiritual power, his strength was not weak, if it was converted according to the level of the brave warrior, it should be above and below the low-level Douzun, it was estimated that he must be a high-ranking figure of Creden, he must know a lot of inside information.

His feet involuntarily accelerated, and finally, Qi Lang turned over the tall rock!

In the mist, a figure gradually disappeared.

Qi Lang only glanced at it. It was a man in black, of medium height, and he was carrying a long sword. He walked quickly, running and stopping, as if he was aware of Qi Lang's arrival, but he didn't seem to be too sure, so he also hesitated between the choice of forward and backward.

But no problem, Qi Lang has already captured his breath, unless he can suddenly give birth to a pair of wings and fly out of the clouds at once, otherwise, he will definitely not be able to escape!

Qi Lang lowered his body, concentrating all his energy to carefully experience the aura of the man in black, approaching step by step.

It was about to get closer, about one hundred and ten meters in front of him, and the man in black stopped there, judging from the changes in the spiritual power in his body, he seemed to be waving his arms.

At this moment, a voice rang out!

"Woo-!" (To be continued......)