Hada took a big knife and cut it on a wooden target with a piece of paper on it. There was a man painted on it. His face was not vivid, but a discerning person could still recognize it. It was Langri.

"Don't you feel naive when doing something that only children do?" Hagan looked at her son with her arms around her back.

Hada turned around, "I just hated him, how could he become our wolf-slaying warrior?!"

"Is it useful to cut targets here?" Hagan held his son's hand holding the knife. "This year we will be elected the leader again. Only those who are sophisticated in the wolf-slaying sword technique may be shortlisted. I think Langri has the greatest hope this year. You cut targets here and others are practicing hard there. You envy you for being jealous. What's the use of this!"

"It's all you," Hada broke free from his father's hand. "If you were the leader of the Wolf Slayer, there would be nothing else, and Haoyue is mine."

"I just knew that the sword technique of killing wolves and the position of the leader were not as important as Qi Haoyue in your heart." Hagan gave his son a blank look.

"I just want Haoyue." Hada shook away his father's hand and continued to chop the target, and increased his strength.

Hagan shook his head, this son was worse than himself.

"Yi Langri, Yi Langri, why don't you die, why!" Hada slashed and scolded.

Hagan was about to go out when he heard his son's curse and turned around, as if he suddenly thought of something.

Qi Jige knocked on Langri's door. Langri opened it and saw that it was the master standing outside the door. "Master, you haven't slept yet because you're so late?"

Qi Jige walked in, "I have something to say to you."

"What's wrong, Master, do you have any worries?" Lang Ri saw Qi Jige's expression different from the past, and seemed to have something indescribable.

"The election is coming. The wolf clan is extremely quiet recently. I think they are going to have something bad."

Langri poured Qi Jige a glass of water. This was the habit of the Han people. When he was a child, his father always treated his friends like this. When he was older, his father began to tell him about tea. Now, the wolf-slaying tribe does not drink tea and does not have tea, but Langri followed the habit of the Han people.

"Master, don't worry too much. The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil. We just need to deal with each other when we see a move." Langri sat down next to Qi Jige and pushed the water in front of Qi Jige.

Qi Jige took the water cup and said, "Langri, you are a good boy."

"What?" Langri rarely heard his master praise him and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"You have qualities and resilience that our wolf-slayers do not have. You must be a child who can accomplish great things."

"Why did the master remember to praise me?" Langri smiled with his head scratching his head, his smile like a child, without any intention.

"It's not praising you." Qi Jige took a sip of water, "If one day, I mean if, I'm gone, you'll take good care of Haoyue on my behalf, do you understand?"

"Master," Langri paused, "We Han people speak for good luck. We never say such despicable words, so we don't say anything else?"

"I mean if." Qi Jige's eyes were different from the past. He looked straight at Lang Ri's eyes, and Lang Ri was silent for a moment when he looked at the dark blue eyes.

"Promise me." Qi Jige emphasized again.

"Well, master, I swear, I promise you that I will do what you said." Langri nodded heavily.

Only then did Qi Jige breathe a sigh of relief, he stood up and walked out.

"Master," Langri called him again, "Is there anything you have? Can you tell me?"

Qi Jige turned around and shook his head with a smile, "How are you practicing the wolf-slaying sword technique?"

"Well, I'm practicing." Langri nodded.

"Practice well and you will soon be elected as the leader."

"But master, I don't want to fight for the leader. I joined the Wolf Slayer Warriors not to be qualified to fight for the leader one day. I just want to do something for the people in the tribe. Moreover, I am a Han Chinese." Lang Japan was not interested in running for the election, although he already had the qualification to participate.

"No matter whether you are a Han or not, first of all, you are a member of the Wolf Slayer tribe. If you become the leader, can you better serve the people in the tribe?"

Qi Jige smiled again, then walked out without looking back, leaving Lang Ri standing alone in the room, confused.

A sleepless night in the morning, he got up to practice swords. Haoyue hid behind the tree and watched him practice sweating profusely.

Lang Ri gasped heavily, turned around and saw those bright eyes, "How long have you been hiding?"

Haoyue pouted and jumped out, "I've been there since you started practicing, but you're too serious and you didn't notice me at all."

"Why do you get up so early?" Langri sat down while wiping his sweat.

"Then why are you getting up so early again?" Haoyue also sat down next to him.

"I'm practicing knife."

"I'm watching you practice knife." Haoyue immediately fought back. "Why are you doing this early to practice knife?"

"What don't do it?" Langri pursed her lips.

"What don't you do?" Haoyue asked in a long voice.

"Did the master tell you something?" Lang Ri glanced at her.

"I saw that my dad came out of you very late," Haoyue blinked her sea blue eyes and suddenly looked at Lang Ri seriously, "Senior Brother, do you remember what you promised me?"

"Hmm?" Langri tilted his head to look at her.

"Didn't you promise me? Why don't you want to run for the leader if you want to become strong?"

"I," Langri was dumbfounded when asked, "I'm a Han guy."

"What's wrong with the Han people?" Haoyue raised her voice. "You are already a member of the wolf-slaying clan!"

Haoyue is worthy of being Qi Jige's daughter, and both of them say the same thing.

"Being strong does not mean running for the leader." Langri touched Haoyue's head, "If you don't run for the leader, you can be strong and protect you."

Haoyue was about to say something, but a woman ran over hurriedly, "It's great to see you. Haoyue Langri, come and take a look. The children of Tulugu family will be submerged when they fall into the sand river."

When Langri heard this, his first reaction was to run there. When he arrived at Shahe, there was a circle of people, adults and children around him. The children in the Shahe had been buried in the sunken sand in front of his chest and were crying in fear.

Not long after the child fell, someone had already thrown a rope to the child, but obviously because the child was too young, he didn't know how to grab the rope. As the quicksand moved, the most coincidental thing was that the child was trapped in the middle of the quicksand, and the adults could not reach out to pull him up.

Langri was ready to see this scene, and a young man grabbed Langri, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? That's the Shahe River, it will only sink, but you can't get up if you go down."

Seeing this, the child's mother was crying and almost fainted. She knelt down in front of Langri and grabbed Langri's pants, "Save him, save him."

Haoyue, who came with her, helped her heartbroken mother up, "Don't worry, we will save him."

Langri looked back at Haoyue, smiled slightly and walked into the sand river. The sand river in the desert was alive and alive. Some of them would quickly sink and be submerged by the quicksand at the bottom of the river and buried deep. This sand river was obviously a river of death, and the sand was not empty. As soon as Langri entered, he immediately fell into his waist. He reached out to reach the child.

The child saw Langri reaching out his hand in Langri as if he had seen a savior, and this struggle accelerated his fall.

"Don't touch the child." Lang Ri grabbed the child's little hand in the sand in desperation, and the two of them sank a large piece at the same time.

"Senior Brother." Haoyue was shocked and couldn't help but scream.

The child was frightened and struggled harder. Langri grabbed him and fell down with the child and immediately drowned. Langri used all his strength to grab the child and lifted him up, shouting to the people on the shore, "Continue." As he said that, he threw it with all his might.

Due to excessive force, he also accelerated his sinking. When Lang Ri threw out the child, he was also flooded by the Shahe River.

"Senior Brother!" Haoyue covered her mouth and saw Langri being instantly submerged by the sand river. She rushed into the sand river like crazy. Hada, who came at some point, grabbed the impulsive Haoyue.

"Let me go and let go!" Haoyue slapped Hada and tried to break free.

"Don't go, do you want to die too!" Hada couldn't care about so much and just hugged Haoyue desperately.

The child who was safely on the ground was hugged by his mother, and people around him prayed for the Ring.

Qi Jige and others also rushed over. Seeing his father, Haoyue could no longer suppress her crying, "Dad, senior brother is inside, save him."

Copper hugged Haoyue, "The child is fine, he will be fine."

Qi Jige glanced at the Shahe that had swallowed Langri and had already returned to peace. This place where people eat, it was peaceful, but instantly killed people invisible.

I saw a fluctuation in the middle of the river, and the sand began to sink to the middle, and the speed was getting faster and faster. A sag immediately formed in the middle. Langri rotated out of the depression and rose into the air. He turned the loose sand on his body, almost enveloping him and dyed it golden.

"Senior Brother," Looking at this amazing scene, Haoyue's face was still filled with tears.

"It's the dragon-slaying sword technique." Cober saw Lang Ri spinning in the air, "This child has mastered his sword technique to perfection."

"It's so amazing. You can save yourself from the sand river." Everyone sighed. Lang Ri stepped in the air and landed safely on the ground.

"Senior Brother!" Haoyue hugged Lang Ri, who was covered in yellow sand.

Langri smiled, only the teeth were not sand, "I'm covered in sand, don't get it on myself."

Haoyue didn't care about this, she just hugged Lang Ri, and she was still in shock and could not care about so much.

Qi Jige, who was standing beside him, smiled with satisfaction. A person who could be the leader not only had profound martial arts but also had a loving heart. The people who truly loved him would not hesitate to pay his life if necessary, and all this was fully possessed.

"Master," Looking at Qi Jige smiling at him, Lang Ri felt that he was too embarrassed and embarrassed when he was now.

Qi Jige looked back at Copper, and Copper understood Qi Jige's meaning, "Langri, you have already mastered your wolf-slaying sword technique. You can use it freely and save yourself at critical moments."

"Uncle, you have been too rewarded." People around you started to cheer. Two or three young people came up and raised Langri, threw it up, caught it, and then threw it up and caught it. This is the most direct and primitive way for the people of the Wolf Slayer to express their surrender and praise. Langri was made by them and smiled brightly. Qi Jige thought to himself, this is Langri, kind, peaceful, and always has a simple and simple heart like a child.

Hada next to him glanced at Haoyue who was laughing with tears. He did not dare to express his dissatisfaction openly, so he could only leave the crowd in shame and squeezed out and fucked his father at the moment.

Hada glanced at his father and did not ask him to leave instead.
Chapter completed!