Doomsday Sanctuary

"Haha! This can only be regarded as rubbish, to give you something good!"

Di Ping burst into laughter, and in Han Ming's puzzled eyes, he gently stretched out a hand, not knowing when, a strange bow appeared in his palm.

This is different from a compound bow, which is more like a recurve bow. The bow body is completely black, made of unknown metal, reflecting the special luster of metal.

The bow is about 1.5 meters high, the bow arms are off-round, and the hand is in the shape of a two-headed ferocious bird's head. The bow is screaming, and the whole bow is like a strange bird flapping its wings and flying.

Especially the two ends of the bow, like two winged wings, like two blades, Senbai's blade can know its sharpness.

This is a peculiar strange bow that can attack from a distance or in close combat. Han Ming can't move it away anymore.

"This...this is for...for me?"

Han Ming's eyes were fixed on the bow, and for a long time he raised his head with difficulty and looked at Di Ping's trembling voice and asked uncertainly.

At this moment, he was actually nervous. This was a state he hadn't been in for many years. He was actually afraid of answering no from Di Ping.

"Yes, of course it's for you!"

But Di Ping did not tease him, but nodded solemnly.

"This bow is called a double-headed gold-winged war bow. It is a first-order strong product, weighs 70 kilograms, has a pull force of 400 kilograms, and has an effective range of 2,000 meters. The bow contains two gold-winged knives. The artifact, how about it, do you like it?"

Di Ping looked at the longbow in his hand and said flatly.

"Hi... I like..."

Han Ming swallowed his saliva, his eyes lit up suddenly, staring at this warbow closely, and at the same time a strong desire surged.

"My god? Four hundred kilograms of pull?"

Standing behind Di Ping, Yue Lie stretched out his head to look at this weird bird-shaped war bow, with no shock in his eyes. This bow is definitely a god-killing weapon, 400 kilograms, how powerful is this impact?

"Old Han, are you making a big deal with picking up? Don't you want to thank the city lord!"

Yue Lie looked at Han Ming, who was still shaking his hands and looked at a loss. He suddenly remembered how he was when he was back, and he reminded him with sympathy.

"Oh!"

Only then did Han Ming woke up, with surprise on his face, his hands trembling slightly and he was ready to reach out to pick him up, as if he was going to pick up a decree.

"cough!"

At this moment, Yue Lie suddenly coughed, Han Ming's hand trembled and stopped, raising his eyes to look at Yue Lie.

When he saw the meaning in Yue Lie's eyes, Han Ming's old face blushed, and his white face was full of ruddy. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten everything that was so exciting, and he was worse than a young man.

After casting a grateful look at Yue Lie, Han Ming suddenly looked solemn, landed on one knee and raised his hands above his head, taking the bow from Di Ping solemnly.

Han Ming is a fellow in the underground world, and he should have known it in his heart for a long time. Of course, when he took the Borzoi bow from the master, wasn't it the same?

This represents a kind of inheritance as well as a kind of acceptance and allegiance. It’s just that I was too excited just now, and I forgot this moment. This is not for him, so to Yue Lie who reminded him that he was grateful.

Di Ping turned his head and glared at Yue Lie. He didn't mean this at first, so Yue Lie made it complicated.

However, he did not expect that Han Ming was not slow this time, and directly expressed his allegiance, which made him feel surprised.

Originally, the weapon was sent to express sincerity and to move Han Ming. I didn't expect the power of this weapon to be so great, and Han Ming was taken down in one go.

Yue Lie stretched out his tongue awkwardly, and turned his head back, afraid to meet Di Ping's eyes.