Standing at the edge of the lake full of hope, Qi Lang could not suppress the excitement in his heart. That breath was extremely obvious, just in the depths of the lake, as if it was a deliberately amplified spiritual energy.

You don't have to feel it carefully, there will be no one else, it must be him!

Father finally figured it out, he heard the silent call, no one could resist the love of flesh and blood, and after a day of struggle, he finally decided to show up!

Qi Lang wanted to shout loudly, but he felt that it was not serious enough. He still remembers that his father was a serious man, a little unsmiling, and did not like to be noisy in front of him, and quietness has always been his most noble quality. Qi Lang wasn't sure if he had met the standards his father expected now, all he could be sure of was his own efforts, and he had been working hard in that direction, very hard.

Tears began to roll around in his eyes, and Qi Lang's vision had blurred.

What should I say when we meet?," Qi Lang asked himself nervously.

The formidable king was a little flustered. Qi Lang was so nervous that his palms were sweating, because his father was also a strange relative, and the time they spent together was very short, in his memory, it seemed that it was only a year, and it was not a whole year, but only two hours a day for a year. During that time, he was almost smiling, watching over himself all day for boring swordsmanship training, and he showed no pity even when he was injured.

However, his deep love has always been there. Qi Lang remembers clearly that when he occasionally did a certain action correctly, he occasionally completed the training goal ahead of schedule. The subtle smile on his lips. It's from the heart. Although he never seems to praise his son. Even the appreciative eyes will be deliberately hidden, but the corners of his mouth are raised under the serious expression, in fact, he has never escaped Qi Lang's eyes.

Like it or not, he's like that, because he's a father, a relative as close as a mother.

Hello, that seems too blunt, with a sense of distance. Or do you pounce on him and give him a hug with all your might? It is contrary to the traditions of the Orientals. This was too difficult, and Qi Lang suddenly found that he didn't seem to be mentally ready to meet. He was a little stunned, maybe just waiting for the opponent to express himself first was the best way to deal with it, because he was a father, and in such a situation, he should be considerate and tolerant of his son.

Just when Qi Lang was adjusting his mind in a daze, Parry, who had been drowsy, suddenly woke up, and he jumped up all of a sudden: "Don't, master!"

"What?" Qi Lang hurriedly reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Turning his head to look at Parry in surprise, he found that the raccoon's head had jumped over!

"Be careful. Master!" he shouted in panic, "Arrows!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

A heart-pounding voice rang out!

It was the sound of an arrow piercing the air, and as a top archer, Qi Lang was very sensitive to this sound, and he could tell that it was three arrows that flew at an astonishing speed without looking!

It was like three bolts of lightning, the arrows glowed black, and the bodies of the arrows were almost invisible—on the one hand, the effect of extreme speed, and on the other hand, the color of their bodies was also gray, almost completely hidden in the night, making it impossible to see at all.

The arrow, almost there, is less than ten meters in front of you!

Qi Lang was careless. The hope in his heart made him completely relax his vigilance, and the wishful thinking caused him to have a huge deviation in judgment.

This kind of arrow, Qi Lang has seen. It was this arrow that left Quill with an unforgettable disability on the border at Fort Hick, and Mr. Julai was nearly shot in the heart by the whale's beak in the Belgian Whale Horn in Hayes City.

He is the only one in the world who can use this kind of arrow, and that is the five-star general of the Baji Republic - Rebens!

No wonder Parry was trembling all the time, it turned out that he had already felt the breath of death in their tribe, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to confide the name of that god of death. However, he still did his duty, bravely stayed by his master's side, and even if the death of Nabaji finally came, he never showed any intention of retreating.

Qi Lang is too late!

Those three arrows were simply impossible to resist, and even if he was fully focused and prepared, it would be difficult for him to take those three arrows, because they were the desperate killing moves of the powerful Baji with the body of a nine-stage beast. In this world, I am afraid that the person who can take these three arrows at a time when there is no room for fire does not exist at all.

But Qi Lang still gritted his teeth and drew the sword of honor, he had to try, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he had to fight to block these three arrows, because he knew that he must not die here, because he knew that he still had many tasks to complete, because he knew that his father was about to show up.

The holy sword glowed with a silver sheen, and with a slam of it, it struck out in the air.

"Boom!"

The first arrow that flew towards him was hit by the sword light, and the arrows and swords intersected with each other, making a crisp sound.

The holy sword was almost shocked out of his hand!

That arrow was very heavy, and its strength was indescribable, and Qi Lang could guarantee that even if Ou Wu defeated Ji Muqi's all-out sword at the beginning, I am afraid that it would not be as powerful as this small flying arrow. But Qi Lang still fired the arrow, and the arrow flew over his cheek, leaving a shallow bloody gap. The buzzing sound kept drilling into the ear drums, causing Qi Lang's head to swell, and his body shook involuntarily.

But two more arrows were coming in quick succession, and they were heavier, faster, and the sound they made was sharper and piercing!

Qi Lang was completely too late! With the position he was in now, those two arrows would undoubtedly shoot two holes in his chest. It seems that he learned from Mr. Zhu Lai's escape from death, and deliberately added an extra arrow on the other side of his heart just in case.

Qi Lang gritted his teeth and waved his arms, but it was more like a struggle of conditioned reactions, because he was too late.

"Peng!"

After the two explosions, the sharp pain did not appear in Qi Lang's chest as expected, because he was not hit by the arrow.

At that critical moment, Qi Lang felt that he seemed to have hallucinations in front of him, as if two figures were staggered in front of him, one left and one right, and it was those two figures that made the two arrows that chased his life completely failed.

Pounced on it from the right, and it was Parry. The gray arrow pierced the head of his mace, as if it were not made of an iron lump, but a small log. Under the residual power of the arrows, the hammer came out of his hand, and flew up in the air with a spin, until it flew seven or eight meters away. Parry saved his master, and with all the courage and strength he mustered up, he finally accomplished a task that seemed impossible to him.

And the figure passing from the left, Qi Lang didn't see it clearly, he was like a black shadow flashing by, rolling the arrow into the darkness. Vaguely, Qi Lang felt that it seemed to be him, because he saw the bright iron mask. And that arrow should have hit him in the body!

He was shot by an arrow, and I don't know where he was shot, but it is estimated that he should be safe and sound, because he has completely disappeared, and there is no shadow of him around at all. Under normal circumstances, no one would be able to withstand such an arrow and still be able to withdraw from a distance of several tens of meters.

But Qi Lang couldn't go through the investigation anymore, and at the moment of the great enemy, he had to concentrate all his energy and deal with it carefully.

The figure in front of him walked up slowly, and he seemed to be floating on the water, like a three-meter-high mast standing on a small boat, fluttering lightly and silently.

"I really didn't expect that this trip would be so rewarding, and I was very happy. He spoke, with a sizzling sound in his voice, as if something had glitched in his vocal cords, "Do you like my greeting? It means the beginning of friendship and, of course, the end of life." ”

"That has nothing to do with friendship, despicable fellow!" Qi Lang raised the long sword in his hand, destroying the true qi in his body so that the light of the holy sword could flicker so that he could see the faces of his enemies, "And I also want to tell you that this will definitely not be a pleasant meeting!"

He came ashore, and his body was no different from that of a normal Badge, except that he looked a little thinner, especially his head, which was narrow and long, and still dangling in all directions. Qi Lang raised the holy sword, the faint silver light brightened slightly, and finally, Qi Lang saw the so-called face of death clearly.

Cobra!

He gave birth to the head of a cobra, with his long neck bent, for only then could his fierce eyes, which shimmered with a dark cold light, look ahead. When he spoke, the back of his neck was wide and narrow, and it looked like a wind-blowing instrument, and at the same time it spat out a fiery red letter, as if the function of speaking was completely acquired, otherwise all his expressions would be just monotonous and obscure sizzles.

He carried an iron bow behind him, and the iron bow was not designed for his size, and the finish was normal enough to look like a child's toy, but it was this bow that shot three arrows with incredible speed, which showed that it was at least far stronger than a normal crossbow. At the same time, Qi Lang noticed that he also had a black whip wrapped around his waist, the texture of which should be python skin or something, and there was a cold and shining three-pointed short fork pinned to the whip, which was estimated to be his melee weapon.

He saluted Qi Lang like a samurai, the corners of his mouth grinning, and he looked like he was smiling, if the eye snake really could smile, it would probably be like that.

"The formidable King of Zonghao, Rebens salutes you. (To be continued......)