Owu's tall body rushed out, like an angry mutant liger, his blood-red eyes staring at Qi Lang, with obvious mania in it.

"Hateful Badji, don't you run away anymore!? Do you finally dare to face the children of Gondwana?"

As expected, he had been confused by the sweet mist, and he forced the name he hated even more on Qi Lang's head.

"Okay, I'm the Badge you call it, let's fight to the death!" Qi Lang shouted helplessly, and pretended to take out a fierce tone, although he never knew if the so-called orcs also spoke the same language.

In fact, Qi Lang doesn't need to spend so much brains to use acting skills that he is not good at, because he has become the target of Aowu!

At this moment, in Ouwu's eyes, standing in front of him was not the oriental freak he wanted to flatten his nose all day, but a three-meter-tall Baggy with a rat head. He saw the shadow clearly, it was indeed an orc from the continent of Beruwa. It was they who destroyed his homeland and left Gondwana in ruins, leaving him alone and adrift, tasting the cold eyes and ridicule of the white race.

The enemy is right at hand!

"Die, rat head!" Au-Wu wheeled his saw, and with all his might, pounced viciously!

The buzzing sound from the saw was deafening. Qi Lang noticed it at once, it definitely exceeded the strength of a beginner-level warrior! Obviously, Ou Wu had already used the spirit stone to upgrade to another level, and he was already a low-level warrior!

The meritorious service in the mission in the Iron Snake Forbidden Zone should have exchanged him for at least a hundred primary spirit stones, because his meritorious service is estimated to be not much different from himself and Gulf. He cut off the tail of the dragon, that is, he gave the top creature a third-level heavy blow, if it wasn't for Lieutenant Colonel William who would have deducted a large part of it, it could have been exchanged for more than five hundred primary spirit stones.

Owu seemed to have overtaken Gulf - the stingy man who had to wait until he was more sure of wasting precious spirit stones - that might have been a more economical way to go, but he had lost the lead.

However, Qi Lang no longer had time to complain about his good friend's stinginess, because Ou Wu's was not easy to deal with at this moment, and if he didn't pull out quickly, he would definitely be split in half by this accurate strike.

"You're just that? It's so bad. Qi Lang jumped out of the danger zone at once, and at the same time was still provoking Ao Wu in a thick voice, "Let's choose a flat place to fight a good fight!"

There was no doubt that Ou Wu would not let his enemy go easily, his eyes were red now, and his teeth were almost crushed: "You can't run, you filthy bedbug!" he scolded, picked up the saw and chased after Qi Lang.

In fact, even if Ou Wu has been promoted to a low-level warrior, Qi Lang guesses that his current strength should be far superior to him, even in terms of strength, I am afraid it will not be inferior, because Qi Lang clearly remembers that he has cut off a big tree with the palm of his hand, of course, he has never made such a crazy attempt later, but with Ou Wu's current ability, he is afraid that he will have to rely on a saw to complete that kind of logging work.

However, this is not a real one-on-one duel, and Owu's swearing is obviously not aimed at his roommate, he is just hallucinating, so even if he scolds a little more ugly, Qi Lang will try his best to close his ears. The only thing he wanted to do now was to lure Owu away from the fog, and at the same time find a way to put the gift he had prepared on his lips.

This matter is a little difficult to deal with now, because Ou Wu has gone crazy, his saw move is deadly, although sometimes he slashes horizontally and obviously aimed at the air above Qi Lang's head, but maybe he will slowly realize that the upper half of the behemoth in front of him is his imagination, and once his attack becomes more accurate, Qi Lang will not be able to subdue him unscathed.

But Qi Lang soon had a good idea, and he slowly retreated to the forest behind him in constant dodge, and at the same time took out a rope and tied it to the end of an arrow.

He's going to make a tripline!

That wasn't too difficult for Qi Lang, because he and Gurf knew that trick - an arrow that could turn! Gurf named that trick "Phantom Arrow", although he boasted about that trick to the gods, Qi Lang knew the details inside, but at this moment, it still worked.

It didn't take a while, Qi Lang had already used the arrow that could turn to weave a big net, and seeing that Ao Wu, who had lost his mind, had fallen into the trap, Qi Lang's speed worked again!

"Watch your step!" Qi Lang shouted, this time in his original voice, hoping that the hatred of the past would awaken some of Aowu's memories. At the same time, he had already pulled the rope, and the tripwires covering the ground rose in an instant!

"Bastard......" As soon as Owu scolded, he was already tripping over, fluttering, and falling so hard that even the saw flew several meters away.

Qi Lang pounced all of a sudden: "Ouwu, I have something good for you!"

That's certainly not a good thing, it's that black tea hand towel!

Ou Wu struggled, his strength was really amazing, if it wasn't for the fall that caused him to get caught in the rope pile, his hands and feet were no longer able to exert force, Qi Lang really had no time to cover the handkerchief on his face. But Ou Wu still refused to admit defeat and surrender, shaking his head vigorously and scolding, his saliva and black tea were mixed together, and he was stuffed back into his mouth by Qi Lang, it is estimated that the taste must be heavier.

Old Harry's earthy tricks seemed to be quite effective, and slowly Aowu's eyes changed subtly, from the initial sloppiness, to surprise, and finally when he realized that he was tied up by Qi Lang, it turned into anger again.

"What are you doing, bastard, let me go!" he whined, and it took a lot of effort for Qi Lang to figure out what he was scolding.

"Look at me, Aowu, do you still recognize me?" Qi Lang picked up the black tea handkerchief and confirmed it to Aowu very seriously.

"I know you in ashes, you despicable slave of the East!" Owu cursed, being crushed under the skinny boy was a fact he would not admit for the rest of his life.

"Thank you for your evaluation, it seems that you are sober. Qi Lang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from Owu's body, and took the first step to put away the ropes before he could break them, "Please tell me, did you see Badge?"

Ou Wu straightened up with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yes, it's a rat-headed Baggi, and that bastard went inside." ”

"Rat Head Baggi...... Rat's rat?" Qi Lang frowned, although he didn't know what it was, but what he could be sure of was that it must be a very fierce monster, and he must have come here with an ulterior motive, "Have you figured out what he wants to do?"

"He seems to be looking for something, so he's been hiding from me and the garbage soldiers. Ou Wu didn't seem to realize that he was talking seriously to Qi Lang, and just a few seconds ago, he had called the man in front of him a despicable slave of the East.

Hearing this, Qi Lang's face became as serious as Ouwu's; he had long thought that Baji was not here to play in the mountains and rivers, and if he really had ulterior motives, then he had to stop him! And judging from the current situation, he was afraid that he would have to join forces with Ouwu; so he suggested: "I look at it this way: since it is what he wants, we must not let him get it!" What do you think?"

Ou Wu didn't squeak, but he actually admitted in his heart that this time, for the first time, the two of them were on the same page.

"How is it, do you still have the courage to go in?" Qi Lang smiled kindly at Aowu, but he still wanted to provoke him verbally, because he hadn't forgotten how Aowu scolded him just now, and besides, he really needed to confirm what was left of Aowu's fighting spirit.

Of course, Ou Wu will not disappoint Qi Lang, his roar is still full of momentum: "Do you still need to talk nonsense, I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

Ao Wu snatched the big towel from Qi Lang's hand, and then raised his leg to walk inside, but suddenly stood still, and for the first time his face showed a faint hint of gratitude: "That's right...... I said, do you still have potions there?"

"Potion?" Qi Lang was surprised by the question.

"The taste of this potion has faded a lot, and I'm afraid it's going to be invalid. Ou Wu raised the towel in his hand.

"Oh yes, potions. Qi Lang nodded seriously, in fact, he was about to blossom happily in his heart, "I almost forgot." That's what old Harry just taught me, and I didn't expect you to realize the benefits so quickly. If you have made such a request, how can I refuse? ”

He retrieved the towel from Ou Wu's hand, waved his hand to signal him to wait a moment, and walked behind a large tree, brewing a new batch of black tea with great effort.

"Why are you avoiding me......" Ou Wu obviously has no patience, and he is also very dissatisfied with Qi Lang's approach, that is old Harry's trick, how can Qi Lang be qualified to take it for himself? But when he saw Qi Lang's clumsy behavior behind the tree, he immediately burst into a rage: "What are you doing?!This is your potion?!"

Qi Lang's process of making tea was disrupted, Ou Wu should not have come to make trouble at such a critical moment, not to mention that it is not easy to produce black tea in large quantities in a short period of time, because of the struggle for a period of time just now, the active ingredients of black tea are discharged with sweat, so he gave up angrily: "I never said that it was a potion, old Harry called it black tea." But don't you admit that it really works?"

"I'm going to kill you!!"