Godly Dragon Guard

Early the next morning, Shen Lang set off.

In the western suburbs of Huahai City, there are expressways leading to neighboring provinces, and there are also national highways leading to neighboring cities.

But what Shen Lang is going to is in the mountains on the border of the western suburbs. Dongjiang Province and the neighboring provinces are separated by a "Jiulian Mountain Range", which stretches for hundreds of kilometers, and Guangyun Peak is in this Jiulian Mountain Range.

The Jiulian Mountain Range is steep, with beasts, poisonous insects and snakes, and the climate is humid.

Because it is too dangerous, it is not a tourist attraction.

Shen Lang is going to Guangyun Peak, so he can only go on foot.

There is only a small road leading to the Jiulian Mountains, muddy and there are traces of vehicles driving. However, it seems that very few vehicles pass here.

After getting out of the car, Shen Lang carried a small backpack and took out the heavy map from his arms and looked at it.

After determining the position, Shen Lang quickly entered the muddy trail leading to the Jiulian Mountains.

There are also some farms outside the mountains.

Passing through the farm, there are layers of dense forests in front of them, surrounded by trees with shadows, green trees, loose soil, and a hint of mist and coolness in the air.

In the early morning, the air is fresh, birds are constantly passing by, and the sound of chirping is endless.

Shen Lang jumped and flew to the branch of a big tree with a "swish".

With rapid footsteps, Shen Lang used his light power to move forward fast over the woods, extremely fast.

In this kind of mountain and jungle hinterland, the efficiency of light work is greatly revealed.

About three hours later, the journey had reached more than half, and Guangyun Peak was about fifty miles ahead. Shen Lang planned to stop and rest.

The light work takes too long, the true energy is consumed, and the physical strength is also consumed.

Shen Lang flew down and slowly fell under a big tree. After turning around under the tree, Shen Lang frowned slightly.

There are obvious traces of people relying on under this big tree, and it is stained with blood.

Not only that, Shen Lang also found that a small piece of soil on the ground was dark red, which was obviously stained red with blood.

Based on a series of clues, Shen Lang can guess that there may have been an injured woman resting under this big tree.

Moreover, this injured woman has just left.

Shen Lang took a closer look around the traces left behind.

Two black short blades were scattered on the grass not far away, which Shen Lang had seen.

This was the dagger used by the female assassin I had encountered, Hongyue.

"Does this blood stain belong to that woman?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Hongyue wanted her own life before, Shen Lang was extremely annoyed.

But Shen Lang had already had a physical relationship with Hongyue, and it was difficult for this woman to die.

Without thinking too much, Shen Lang followed the blood and footprints on the ground and hurried to catch up.

Ten minutes later, in the bushes of the woods, Shen Lang found the red moon.

I saw Hongyue fell to the ground, gasping for breath, blood was still overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and her hair and clothes were messy.

Unlike the charming and charming big beauties before.

The face of Hongyue in front of her was haggard, her whole body was scarred, and her clothes were in tatters.

"Why are you here?" Shen Lang quickly got close, his face slightly changed.

A shadow suddenly appeared, causing Hongyue's body to tremble slightly.

She couldn't die yet, Hongyue stood up and tried to resist, but she couldn't lift a trace of strength all over her body.

Seeing Hongyue so panicked, Shen Lang was inexplicably unbearable, and quickly came to Hongyue and said calmly: "It's me."

Hongyue raised her head and saw Shen Lang appearing in front of her, with a trace of confusion and perplexity in her beautiful eyes.

"Shen Lang...Why are you here?" Hongyue asked slightly panting.

"Don't care why I am here, why are you hurting like this? Someone is chasing you?" Shen Lang frowned and asked.

Hongyue nodded slightly, her tone was a little weak, and she glanced to one side: "You can leave me alone."

"Then what should I do?" Shen Lang smiled, and the corners of his mouth raised.

"I..." Hongyue bit her teeth, her expression a bit complicated.

"What am I, stop talking nonsense, let me see your injury."

Shen Lang stepped forward to support Hongyue and checked the wounds on Hongyue's body. There were large and small wounds all over her body, and she was also struck in the thigh. The wound was very serious.

Because of the excessive blood flow, Hongyue's face was very pale and her whole body was very weak.

If this continues, it is easy to cause shock and coma to death due to excessive blood loss.

"Although I...don't want to die...but...I won't beg you, let's go." Hongyue closed her eyes and whispered softly.

"Why should I leave? Since we met here by accident, it means that we still have fate."

After speaking, Shen Lang reached into Hongyue's back with his right hand and touched her skin.

The red moon's heartbeat accelerated slightly.

This man took her for the first time. Although he took the blame, Hongyue still couldn't forget the man.

Shen Lang lifted a sigh of anger and sent it into Hongyue's body.

Hongyue's delicate body trembled slightly, and she only felt a pure qi rushing from Shen Lang's palm, immediately regaining his vitality in his limbs.

Shen Lang sealed Hongyue’s wound with infuriating energy, his face was a little ugly, and he hurriedly asked: "Did you get bitten by a viper?"

A trace of comprehension was revealed in Hongyue's beautiful eyes, and she nodded and said: "Just now, it seemed that she was bitten by something."

"You are more poisoned, tell me where to bite?" Shen Lang asked.

Hongyue finally understood why she was numb all over, and said anxiously, "On her feet."

"Which foot?"

"Right foot."

Shen Lang stepped forward and gently pulled Hongyue's right leggings up, but he saw nothing.

"Still on it." Hongyue put her head aside, her pretty face with a hint of shyness.

Shen Lang was a little speechless, his thigh was just his thigh, and he was talking about his feet.

Picking up the short blade, Shen Lang cut a crack in Hongyue's trousers.

Still no wound was found.

"It seems to be a little bit above."

"Then I took all your pants off?" Shen Lang asked for instructions.

"Don't..." Hongyue was embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Woman, anyway, I have already taken care of you, so what does it mean to watch it again? Is fate important or is it important to be seen by me?" Shen Lang asked.

"Fate." Hongyue whispered, her face a little shy, she didn't dare to face Shen Lang's gaze.

After obtaining permission, Shen Lang did not hesitate. Shen Lang untied Hongyue's belt and took off her pants.

The touch like a dragonfly made Hongyue unable to restrain her slender and flawless legs.

The legs are slender and fair, but they are covered with wounds, especially on the thigh, with a deep cut.

Shen Lang's right finger tapped a few times on the wound of the knife, sealed a ray of true energy, and privately wrapped his suit and bandaged the wound.

Seeing Shen Lang meticulously dressing up his wounds, Hongyue's heart gradually filled with warmth.