As soon as Langri and Qi Jige returned, they saw Haoyue waiting anxiously in front of the door greeting him. "Dad," Haoyue saw that Qi Jige had a little hurt on his face, "Why are you injured?"                                                                                                    �

"What's going on?" Haoyue turned to Langri.

"You kid, look at your bad temper. We were attacked by the wolf clan. Thanks to Langri who arrived at the critical moment in time to save me." Qi Jige pulled Haoyue home, "Okay, let's go back first."

Qi Jige untied his clothes and exposed his upper body. On his back and on his chest, there were scars, new, old, and irregular arrangements.

"Master," Lang Ri has been used to seeing his master's body since he was a child. He picked up a towel soaked in hot water to wipe Qi Jige's back, "Does it hurt?"                                                                                                      �

Langri's towel was soon stained with blood. He put the towel in a hot water basin and was soaked, "I'll give you medicine."

Qi Jige nodded, "Child, have you never allowed you to join the clan and become a wolf-slayer warrior and hate me?"

"Of course not, why did the master think so?" Langri applied the medicine foam little by little to Qi Jige's back. The wounds were very deep and it was easy to get infected without careful treatment.

"The clan had the greatest resistance before, Hagan. He kept trying his best to stop you as a Han Chinese." Langri smiled slightly.

"Actually, you understand everything, don't you?" Qi Jige turned around and looked at Lang Ri seriously.

"Master, you took me in. I have always regarded this place as the home. This is where I grew up. The tribesmen here are warm and friendly. I have already integrated into this place. I want to join the wolf-slaying clan and become a warrior. I just want to do something for the people here, for you and for Haoyue. That's it. I don't expect anything else, honor or title. These are not important to me," Lang Ri's hand did not stop, and Qi Jige's hand pressed on him.

"Child, I understand," he smiled, "In the words of you Chinese, you are kind-hearted, right?"

Langri smiled embarrassedly.

Haoyue pushed the door and came in, "I'm in, have I changed the medicine?"                                                                                                                     

"It was you who taught me that the great things are not good at everything." Haoyue gave his father a blank look, "Senior brother, do you think so?" Lang Ri always plays a role between father and daughter, but Haoyue is very happy to pass on this courage to him.

"Tell you good news, silly girl." Qi Jige turned his head seriously, "Tomorrow I will let Langri officially join us and become a wolf-slaying warrior, the real warrior of our wolf-slaying tribe."

"Really!" Haoyue almost screamed. She grabbed her father and kissed him on the cheek, "Dad, I love you so much." Qi Jige smiled and gave her daughter a blank look, "You kid, you are going crazy."

Then Haoyue pulled Langri up and smiled and circled around the room. Langri was pulled by Haoyue like this. He touched the temperature of her snow-white tenderness and penetrated into his heart. Under the dim candlelight, Haoyue's face full of laughter was so charming.

By the night, Langri and Haoyue came out of Qi Jige's room. Haoyue pulled Langri to walk along the small river in the tribe. The wind in the desert was not as hot as the day. The wind gently blew the brown hair on Haoyue's cheeks. Haoyue lifted up his long hair, "Senior brother, are you happy?" "What?" Langri was a little confused when she suddenly asked.

"Are you unhappy to join the clan and become a real wolf-slaying warrior?"

"How could it be unhappy?" Langri walked forward alone and raised his head. This was the sky in the desert. The deep blue and incandescent stars hung one by one in the vast sky. "I have been here for seven years. There is no day when I don't want to become as strong and tall as the young people in the tribe, with strength and technology, because I want to do something for this."

Haoyue hugged Langri's waist from behind. Langri couldn't help but rush forward by Haoyue's hug, "Haoyue."

"Senior brother, you are finally strong. I need you to become stronger. From the first day you came in, I thought so, you must be strong, I don't need you to protect me, but I need you to be strong, you must join the wolf-slaying clan and become the real tribe here. Only in this way," Haoyue pulled Langri over Langri, and Haoyue had to look up at him in front of the tall Langri. Langri lowered his head, and there seemed to be a pool of water in the blue eyes of Haoyue Sea. Langri looked at her beautiful eyes like gems, and Haoyue slowly said, "Only by becoming the real warrior here, I can marry you."

Lang Ri widened his eyes, and there was a blush on Haoyue's face.

"What did you say?" Lang Ri was stunned for a moment.

"Let's stop talking," Haoyue let go of him and walked forward with her hands behind her back.

Langri grabbed Haoyue and waited for Haoyue to turn her head again. Langri's eyes were already full of brilliance like her.

"What did you just say?"

"I said you want to become a truly powerful warrior here." "What's next?" Langri asked.

"I can only marry you," Haoyue squinted her eyes and smiled. This is what makes her different from the women in the Central Plains. Haoyue always says whatever she wants, without any hesitation.

"Haoyue," Langri's voice softened, "I will, I will become what you want, and I am qualified to marry you." This year, Langri was nineteen years old and Haoyue was fourteen years old. Under the moonlight, the beautiful wolf-slayer river, they made a vow to marry each other for the rest of their lives.

Langri's excellence confirms Qi Jige's idea. After just entering the Wolf Slayer Clan and becoming a true wolf Slayer warrior, his outstanding performance has been recognized by everyone. Whether it is technology, physical strength, learning ability and command ability, they are far higher than others of his age. Qi Jige is extremely satisfied with Langri's performance.

Soon, another three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother!" The man who had just finished training was exposed with healthy wheat-colored skin. In the sun, you could see clear muscle texture on his solid back.

Langri turned around and Haoyue was running towards him. "Senior Brother," she waved her hand, and her fair lotus arms waved to her.

Langri smiled, and when Haoyue approached, she lifted the kettle and handed it to Langri, "Drink water quickly, you're exhausted."

"Why are you here?" Langri's words were filled with excitement.

"I asked my father, he said you are here, everyone is resting, why are you still practicing?" Haoyue looked around. It was noon. The scorching sun was simmering on the earth. Heavy steamed in the desert. People around him had already hid in the shade to escape the summer heat.

"I'm not tired." Langri took the kettle and drank water in big mouthfuls. Langri was taller than before, and Haoyue had grown taller. He didn't need to look up to see Langri's face clearly.

"It's strange if you're not tired or hot." Haoyue took out her handkerchief and habitually wiped the sweat flowing down her neck from Lang Ri's face.

This scene is so accustomed to it. In everyone's opinion, Haoyue's heart is completely spread on Lang Ri.

Some women from other tribes would joke when they saw them, "Yeah, Haoyue is wiping the sweat on Langri again."

"Look at the tenderness and sweetness of our little girl."

Often when I hear these Lang Ri, I feel shy and don’t know how to answer. Haoyue often doesn’t care and smiles openly, “Yes, I’m just wiping my sweat for my senior brother, and I have to wipe it for the rest of my life.”

"I can't wait to get married." Someone like this sentence attracted the laughter of others. Lang Ri blushed completely. Haoyue also smiled and looked at Lang Ri's shy expression and changed his answer. "Yes, but I can't wait."

The warriors sitting in the shade would burst into laughter when they heard this. There was only one person who would throw off his clothes and leave in this joyful atmosphere.

This person is Hada, Hagan's only son.

Langri pushed Haoyue and said in the direction of Hada's departure, signaling her not to do so.

Haoyue glanced at Hada's back, "I don't care."

Hada likes Haoyue, which is also well-known.

In fact, before Qi Jige, the leader of the Wolf Slayer Clan was Hagan's father, the real warrior, the founder of the Wolf Slayer Slayer Slayer Slayer Slayer Slayer, and the earliest leader of the Wolf Slayer Warriors. This great leader is excellent, wise, fair, and powerful. In Qi Jige's words, it is not an exaggeration to use all the words in the world to describe a great leader.

The only failure of such a respected leader is that he has a son like Hagan, who is a thousand miles apart in terms of character and strength.

Hagan's cowardice and incompetence, selfishness and stinginess were all seen by the old leaders, so he decided to give up the hereditary system and establish a leader election every ten years, selecting truly powerful men with character and recognition from the tribe members to become the next leader of the wolf-slaying tribe.

This move caused Hagan's strong dissatisfaction with his father, so after the old leader was old and weak, Hagan's opposition was not paid attention to by others. The next leader elected became Qi Jige, who was expected by everyone. The old leader passed away shortly after seeing his heir. Faced with the down-and-out Hagan, the tribe members were tolerant after all. For the sake of his father, everyone still respected him.

Hagan's son Hada did not inherit his grandfather's excellence and tolerance. On the contrary, except for his grandfather's tall figure, his inner world is very similar to his father Hagan.

But this did not affect his love for Haoyue, but for Haoyue, who had a clear likes and dislikes, she could not accept Hada, because Langri, she looked down on anyone except Langri.

Haoyue smiled sweetly at Langri, "Senior Brother, let's go and rest for a while."

Langri nodded and let Haoyue pull himself to the shade.

"Come on, senior brother, sit down." Haoyue pulled Langri down. Langri's body did not have any excess fat. When she sat down, she was still flat. "Is it hot?" Haoyue wiped Langri's sweat with a handkerchief. Langri held her sweaty hand and smiled, "It's okay."

"Let's have dinner," Haoyue took out the food from the basket he brought, "You're so hungry. I think you're working hard this morning." Langri is not a person who is good at expressing himself. In the face of Haoyue's enthusiasm, he often just responded with a smile, took Haoyue's meal, and Langri feasted on it.

Seeing Haoyue being happiest when Langri was having dinner, she felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

"Senior Brother," Haoyue looked up and was stunned by the beautiful scene in front of her. She pointed forward, "What is that?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

The two stood up, "This is a mirage."

"Mirage?" Haoyue looked at him with her head tilted.

Langri nodded, "It's a illusion, only in the desert, and it will reflect a scene that happened in the past in other places."

"Is this what happened in the past?"
Chapter completed!