Since it was only a secret, informal meeting, the palace did not prepare a grand banquet, everything went on quietly. Of course, Qi Lang didn't mind the simplicity of the whole ceremony, but what he cared about the most was who the more than 100 soldiers were.

Qi Langda hoped that the three brothers were there, but he also hoped that they would not be among them, because he knew how difficult the task would be—they would have to leave their homeland and go to the far east to fight, and it would be very likely that they would never have the chance to set foot on the land of the Luman Empire again, and that they would never see Old Harry again......

This worry tormented Qi Lang all night, and even the excitement of just solving the other two puzzles in the wolf's tooth necklace was diluted. Of course, for Qi Lang, now that the puzzle has been solved, it no longer poses a problem, all he has to do is wait quietly, waiting for the two holy grails to slowly fill with wine, waiting for the powerful power to penetrate into his body little by little, and waiting for the remaining three mysteries to jump out and meet him in the near future.

At dawn, a messenger had already arrived at Qi Lang's secret residence, led him out, and led him directly to a stone pavilion in the backyard of the palace. According to the correspondent, His Royal Highness would arrive in fifteen minutes, and Marcus had made a point of selling it for him, claiming that he would bring him an extraordinarily precious gift. Qi Lang didn't have much hope for the gift, but he hoped it wasn't a specimen of a scarab, or one of those colorful caterpillars.

Before Marcus arrived, a neatly lined group of civilians was the first to arrive.

"Squad leader, we're coming!" Corporal Cletu was the first to start, his round and large rosacea nose was unusually conspicuous, and Qi Lang recognized him at a glance.

"Stand still, take a break!" Cletu shouted twice in the front row, and the group of soldiers dispersed at once, surrounding Qi Lang.

"Sergeant Qi Lang, are you alright? Tell us, how many devil believers have you killed?" said this to another Corporal Ramba, who had been dragging his feet.

"Are we going to fight the villains of the Otto Empire, Sergeant Qi Lang?, my bow and arrows are almost rusty!"

"You seem to have lost weight, poor Mr. Instructor. "That's Corporal Linda, and her perfume still smells so strong.

Enthusiastic questions one after another, Qi Lang was already a little overwhelmed. But at this moment, he was still a little lost in his heart - Gulf was not here, Oo was not here, and where did the little clever ghost Jira go?

It seems that they were all drawn away in advance by the other warbands. This is very normal, several of them have good combat effectiveness, and now is the time to employ people, and when they go to the front line, they can show their skills......

But Qi Lang still felt a little lost. Aren't they going to use their brains for those bastards? Didn't Jira keep saying that old Henry wasn't an old fool, he wouldn't kill a good guy by mistake, why didn't they just get caught obediently? Now, that so-called high-level meeting no longer exists, and if they get into some trouble, who should their captain go to to make some bad ideas?!

"I'm sorry, brothers!" said Gulf's voice, and he appeared with the crow wife on his shoulder, right next to the very secluded iron gate, "It's too bad, I'm up late." The hapless Captain Steve forced me to train late into the night, and if it hadn't been for Schukin's call in the morning, I would have slept almost until noon. ”

"It's good that you're here, Gulf, I'm willing to wait, as long as I want!" Qi Lang couldn't control his joy.

Gulf smiled and parted the soldiers, walked up, and punched Qi Lang in the stomach: "How about tasting my fists? I'm a beginner martial artist now, isn't it?"

That punch actually didn't have much weight, but Qi Lang still fell on his shoulder at once, and hugged him fiercely: "I'm almost vomiting blood...... Wait, you've made it to the next level?"

Gulf's pockmarked face had already bloomed: "It's not difficult, I'm a genius warrior, you know." But thanks to old Henry and the ten senior guards he sent, they forced us both to train with whips almost every day. ”

"You two?" Qi Lang felt even more excited, "Who else? is it Owu?"

Gulf pouted, "Of course it's that stupid thing. He was three days later than me, and although he trained about three times as hard as me, it turned out that there was no way to compare a fool to a genius. ”

"But I didn't see him......" Qi Lang swept around the soldiers with his gaze again, like his huge size, he didn't need to look at it anymore, he would definitely be able to find him out in the first place.

Gulf smiled and persuaded Qi Lang: "He asked Captain Steve about our whereabouts two days ago, and then left first. He also said to me mysteriously, you must know where he went. ”

Qi Lang laughed: "Yes, I remember, it was a very important place, as long as he reached the martial artist level, he would definitely rush there as soon as possible." I also know that when he returns, he'll bring a new companion with him. ”

Looking at Qi Lang's pretended to be unfathomable, Gulf pursed his lips even more disdainfully, but he immediately realized that there was a key person missing here: "Where did the red-haired boy go?

Before Clethu could answer, three untidy voices came from behind the tall rockery: "Hello!"

Jira spun around with a grin, and he still had two little fat men under his elbows.

"Acha, Awang!" Qi Lang exclaimed in surprise and delight.

The little fat man on the left squeezed his eyes at Qi Lang, and said in a stiff brute language, "We are learning from each other." He taught us the language of the ghosts, and we taught him the language of Middle-earth. This is called learning from each other's strengths and making progress together. ”

"It's amazing, Wang. Qi Lang was almost stunned, "Your progress is so great!"

But the little fat man immediately made a bitter face: "Brother, I'm Acha, and it's Awang over there, please can you be accurate, where do you put my face as a fellow countryman?"

The soldiers burst into laughter. They seemed to have been in contact for a long time, and they were very familiar with each other, and now that they were together, no one could remember that there was still a difficult task waiting for them, and they only cared about celebrating this rare reunion.

However, at this moment, the herald shouted: "His Royal Highness the Prince has arrived!"

The soldiers dressed as civilians hurriedly stood in line within two seconds, their expressions serious and their eyes blazing.

"Take it easy...... Uh, this ...... At ease. Marcus clumsily shouted the order, looking a little frustrated to see that the soldiers had not dispersed, but the fat face was still full of smiles.

He walked up to Qi Lang, deliberately flattened his mouth, and put on a look of intolerance and said, "I really don't want to come to say goodbye, my dear brother Qi Lang, but old Henry said that I have to do this." ”

Qi Lang shrugged his shoulders with a smile and tried to comfort him, saying, "It's nothing to be sad about. It won't be long before we'll meet, remember, I promised you. ”

Marcus laughed slyly: "Actually, to be honest, I don't care about being separated from you, what I care about most is that I have to give you beautiful Jojo." ”

Qi Lang was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition immediately appeared in his mind: Beautiful Qiaoqiao......?

"How are you, dear?" Joanna stepped out from behind Marcus. His Royal Highness the noble prince was too big, and he was probably enough to hide from the three beautiful Jojos behind him.

Qi Lang felt as if he had a headache at this time - this was really too precious a gift, Qi Lang really had the heart to persuade Marcus to take back his life, after all, judging from his face, it seemed that he was indeed a little reluctant.

"I'm fine...... I hope you've been doing well too. Qi Lang smiled awkwardly and waved his hand at Joanna, his eyes almost pleading, for he was really worried that the pretending girlfriend would pounce on him again—there were hundreds of pairs of eyes, hundreds of witnesses, and if Lieutenant Colonel William was to gain power in the future, he would no longer be able to clear his name.

"Why do I think you don't like I'm welcome?" Joanna didn't pounce uncontrollably, just walked into the queue of female soldiers with a wicked smile, but her eyes were fixed on her long-lost boyfriend, "Do you still doubt my fighting ability?"

"Of course I don't doubt it......," Qi Lang was already in a cold sweat, and he began to feel that there was something inconsiderate about Old Henry's arrangement, "but this is too big a surprise." ”

Marcus then squeezed his fat body between the eyes of the two: "God knows how much I wish you would refuse Jojo's request. Because I've gotten rid of that damn Jenny, I can give Jojo an identity that she'll be proud of for the rest of her life. But she wanted to be a soldier, a real soldier. So I can only entrust her to you for the time being, my brother. At this time, he leaned into Qi Lang's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Find an opportunity to drive her back, I will regard you as a friend for life." ”

But before Qi Lang could express his position, Joanna had already snatched it: "He can't do it, His Royal Highness the Prince." This team needs us female soldiers, like Corporal Lucy, if she chooses to stay, your sweet little Gollum will not be able to endure such a long period of loneliness. ”