The information revealed by Captain Bertram seemed inconsequential and unusually important. After sharing the tactics and tactics with the generals of the Spiral Army, Qi Lang was eager to communicate with Gila to see if his brilliant brain was working again, whether he would find something from that booklet, and combined with the news brought by Captain Bertram, perhaps he would come up with a more definite answer.

The night is deep, the bright moon is over, the dark and mysterious Danjin River is flowing rapidly, and the thick piers of the Tianlong Bridge are shining silver in the moonlight.

Holding on to the pole of the bridge and looking south, Qi Lang kept frowning. He didn't feel nervous about this unprecedented decisive battle, because he was no longer the rookie soldier who stepped on the battlefield for the first time. He is a strong man, a warrior with a formidable title, the king of Zonghao who is pinned on high hopes, and the psychological symbol that is nervous that only belongs to the weak has long been insulated from him.

Of course, Qi Lang didn't feel excited, because he was not a murderous beast like Rebens, and he didn't need to fight the strong to fill the emptiness in his heart, nor did he need to prove the value of his existence by defeating the enemy. He was actually tired of this inevitable decisive battle, because he felt that it would not have any effect - to conquer, or to be conquered, so what? When time passes forward in thousands of years, the roles of the conqueror and the vanquished will sooner or later be reversed, and so on and so forth, until everything ends, just like the legendary unbreakable Fiklink Bridge, which will eventually break and collapse?

If Qi Lang was as happy to describe his mood as Rebens, he would be willing to admit it. My current mood is worry--the catastrophe is probably just around the corner. He is like an insidious demon. Hiding in the shadows of the bridge, just waiting for the time to come, he suddenly jumped out and shouted, "A surprise for you!"

No one would like that kind of surprise, not even the vicious Badge......

"Who are you waiting for?"

Just as Qi Lang was still struggling to accurately describe his mood, a loyal voice sounded behind him. Dong Hong, who also couldn't sleep, came over, and in order to accurately convey the task of guarding the village to those local barbarian soldiers, he was very busy for a while. It took a lot of effort to persuade those strong warriors to obey the command and hold those fortresses with peace of mind.

"Yes, I'm waiting for Jira. Qi Lang turned around and nodded to Dong Hong, "Gulf has gone to find him; I hope he is still awake." ”

"Does that mean I'll have enough time to talk to you before Gila arrives?"

When Dong Hong was tentatively asking questions, he had actually walked to Qi Lang's side. The sword of loyalty had been on his back, just the right length and size.

"Of course. Qi Lang smiled and reached out to put his hand on Dong Hong's shoulder. "Even if Gila is here, we can still talk. It's okay to say as many sentences as you want, because we're all good brothers. ”

"Yes, good brother......" Dong Hong grinned, revealing two rows of neat teeth.

In fact, Dong Hong didn't seem to be planning to talk for any day, because Qi Lang noticed that in the next seven or eight minutes, he didn't say a word at all, just stayed by Qi Lang's side, looking at the south bank of the river, as if thoughtful, but his eyes were calm. So Qi Lang himself stood there quietly, silently enjoying the warm feeling of having a brother by his side.

For a brother like Dong Hong, Qi Lang has always been apologetic in his heart. He felt that he owed Dong Hong a lot, and left him alone in the remote south, far away from his mother, and lonely all day long. Although it is a great trust, it can be called a kind of glory, but the hardships are unknown, if you want to pour out those bitter waters, I am afraid it is really not as simple as saying a few words, just like Dong Hong's silence at the moment, which probably illustrates this point.

After about half an hour, at least a quarter of an hour, Dong Hong finally broke the silence of the tacit understanding between the two: "Actually, what I want to say is that it is the most honorable thing in my life to be able to fight side by side with you......"

"Less, sergeant. Qi Lang felt that these words were a little numb, "Even if you have made great progress in your kung fu, I don't dare to guarantee that I will transfer you back to Dongyang City after this battle, you are needed here, and I think the girls here also need you." ”

Dong Hong turned his face seriously. "I mean really. He must have been telling the truth, because Qi Lang saw that he even frowned, "You should remember that I was the first to complete the trial on the Siyang Refining Stone that day. Although I have never been very clear about the meaning of the illusion in it, I have always felt that it is ...... That person should be you. ”

"What?" Qi Lang was confused by Dong Hong's brainless words, "You saw me in the illusion?"

"That must be you!" Dong Hong's attitude became more and more certain, "Although that figure is taller and stronger than you, and it is also shining all over its body, it looks like a golden giant, but I am sure that it is you." ”

"Could it be Lansai who just took a shower?" Qi Lang felt that the current discussion was a little funny.

But Dong Hong was very serious: "It must be you, absolutely yes! I can see it clearly: the world is shattered, surrounded by a sea of fire, full of ferocious monsters, they are killing people, I am also killing people - I don't know why, just holding a sword like the sword of loyalty, killing red-eyed...... Until that figure appeared, he calmed people and made people see the direction to the light in the chaos. I know it has to be you, because that's your power. ”

"Yes......" Qi Lang pouted, "I didn't know what kind of power I have, but I didn't expect you to see it clearly......"

"Yes, I know. Dong Hong is still so sure, "That is the power of justice, the power of goodness, and the ...... You have that power, you must be the figure!"

"I see, oh......" Qi Lang figured it out. Dong Hong is expressing the true meaning of loyalty, which is the greatest power given to him by the Siyang Refining Stone, just like he found the true meaning of perseverance in the illusion, and Ou Wu discovered the true meaning of victory in the illusion, as for Gulf, since he himself did not own the sword of faith, his trial was only focused on his own weakness, and the stone pillar corresponding to the sword of faith failed to play a role in the end, in addition to the fact that it itself had been damaged, it probably had a lot to do with Gulf's sideways foot.

"That's not me, my dear brother. Qi Lang finally changed his serious expression, "That's yourself, that's the giant that incarnates the justice and kindness in your heart." ”

"Really?" Dong Hong was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought hard.

"I guess loyalty is not loyalty to someone, but loyalty to your heart - as long as your heart is righteous and good, then you follow him, follow the direction he leads, and fight with all your might. Qi Lang explained with a smile.

Dong Hong finally showed an expression of sudden realization: "That seems to be true...... That's true, side dishes!"

"Hehe, small cabbage......" Qi Lang immediately deflated, "I should remind you, I don't like that nickname;

"Of course you don't want to cook, you are the formidable King of Zonghao. Dong Hong hooked Qi Lang's shoulder a little rebelliously, "But I think this title is very kind, like you said, we are good brothers, we should never meet each other as a monarch and a minister, in that case, it will be difficult for me to let go of my hands and feet on the battlefield." ”

Qi Lang nodded helplessly: "When the time comes, you'd better show all your skills, lest I transfer the nickname of Xiaocai to you." ”

"You'll see!" Dong Hong raised his clenched fists, "And I want to make an application to you and arrange my place next to you." ”

"Why?" Qi Lang raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to cope with it, and you expect me to support you for a while?"

Dong Hong's expression became solemn. "I want to make up for my regrets. He said with some heaviness, "In the battle on the Dongmo Plain, I didn't play as expected, and when I returned to the Xiangshui Holy Land, I watched Ao Wu die in front of my eyes. If it were me today, that tragedy might not have happened at all. Now that Owu is dead, I'll take his place! I remember him mentioning that he wouldn't let his best friend rush ahead of him in battle, and neither would I!"

Qi Lang's heart tingled, but he wanted to pretend to look at the sky with a blank look, sighed and said, "It's naturally okay to put you next to me, but I hope you don't mess around like Aowu." He's a big headache at the beginning, and whether or not you're getting stronger now, you have to remember that following orders is the most important thing you should do. ”

"You agreed, that's great!" Dong Hong smiled with satisfaction, as if his whole intention in chatting was to win that extremely glorious combat position, "I will obey orders, but as you said, I want to be extremely loyal to the one in my heart......"

As he spoke, the moon hanging in mid-air suddenly changed—it was like a fire, and it became unusually bright and dazzling!

"Look, a meteor is rushing to the moon!" Dong Hong shouted excitedly, "I mentioned to you, I have seen a meteor rushing to the moon, remember? It actually appeared again, that must be a good sign!" (To be continued......)