Godly Dragon Guard

"Your body... has no problem?" Feng Luan asked with frowning eyebrows.

Shen Lang was clearly injured so badly, he just got a silver needle, and he could heal after two days and two nights of meditation?

Shen Lang's physical fitness is too staggering. Hearing Hongyue said that Shen Lang was practicing in the world, Feng Luan was a little bit unbelieving. Not to mention the world, even the Kunlun Mountain enchantment has very few martial arts like Shen Lang. repair.

"Do you still care about me?" Shen Lang grinned.

Feng Luan's pretty face was a little unnatural, and she said coldly, "Hmph, don't be passionate, I'm just worried that you will become a burden to me."

Shen Lang's face turned dark, thinking that this woman is too unlovable.

"Miss Feng, I actually want to see how good your senior brother is, and it can make you so cold and beautiful." Shen Lang teased.

"You...did you hear?" Feng Luan's face blushed. He didn't expect that Shen Lang would be ashamed to hear what he said then.

"I...I'm talking nonsense, don't think about it!" Feng Luan said hurriedly.

Shen Lang grinned and said: "Okay, Miss Feng, although I have taken you all out, so are you. So we won't owe each other in the future, can we?"

"You see me and I see you are two different things. Can a man see a woman compare with a woman see a man? Besides, you are only in the early stage of questioning, where are so many demands!" Feng Luan's delicate face Still maintaining a high-cold attitude.

Shen Lang was a bit shocked in his heart, this feeling was too uncomfortable, and he secretly vowed in his heart that sooner or later he would have a higher cultivation base than Feng Luan.

"Thanks for saving my life." Feng Luan blushed, whispered this sentence, turned around and left.

Shen Lang scratched his head, a little confused about Feng Luan's character.

Feng Luan didn't talk much, and Shen Lang didn't bother her.

His injury hadn't fully recovered yet, and Shen Lang meditated all night.

Early the next morning, Shen Lang started looking for food at the bottom of the cliff. He hadn't eaten for a few days, and he was also a little hungry.

Feng Luan could not find food, but Shen Lang could. His jungle experience is much richer than Feng Luan, but he just looked for it for a while and found several edible plants.

Because at the bottom of the cliff, there are no carnivores, except for some bugs.

However, Shen Lang had better luck. In the morning, he saw an eagle flying over the cliff.

"Shoo!" Shen Lang shot a silver needle through the eagle's chest.

With a scream, the eagle fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Shen Lang was overjoyed, he could eat meat anyway, eagle meat Shen Lang hadn't eaten it yet, so it should be good.

I don't know when the people from Tianjimen will come down. The cost of living is to eat and drink.

Shen Lang found some edible leaves and vegetation, and Feng Luan chewed silently in the corner. Although his strength was much higher than Shen Lang, Feng Luan felt that his experience was too far from that of Shen Lang.

Instead of being himself, he couldn't survive at the bottom of this bottomless, misty cliff, and Shen Lang seemed very comfortable, as if he could survive anywhere.

There was a small pool on the west side of the cliff bottom. Shen Lang got a nutshell, filled it with some water, and washed and peeled the eagle.

Shen Lang lit the bonfire, set up the grill, and started to roast.

Soon, the dense and tangy aroma of the barbecue overflowed, and Feng Luan's belly began to cry out.

If Shen Lang didn't speak, Feng Luan would be ashamed to ask for something baked by Shen Lang, she couldn't put her face down.

"Miss Feng, hurry up and eat together. This grilled eagle meat is delicious and very chewy." Shen Lang shouted at Feng Luan while gnawing on the barbecue.

"No, you eat yourself." Feng Luan said coldly.

Shen Lang felt a little unhappy, this woman was too uncomfortable, just say it straight if she wants to eat, and pretend to be cold.

Although Feng Luan was stubborn, Shen Lang could obviously feel that Feng Luan's disgust towards him had disappeared.

"Next!" Shen Lang directly flew half of the barbecue in his hand towards Feng Luan.

Feng Luan stretched out his hand to catch the half of the barbecue, her pretty face became a little unnatural. Due to the face problem, she didn't want to accept Shen Lang's charity.

But the meat has arrived, and it exudes an irresistible fragrance. Feng Luan finally couldn't bear the temptation of barbecue. She turned her back to Shen Lang a little awkwardly and began to eat.

Feng Luan bit the barbecue and chewed slowly. Perhaps it was the delicious taste of the barbecue. Feng Luan ate it quickly, but the appearance was very elegant and decent.

While eating barbecue, Shen Lang chewed the plants and wild fruits he found.

It is estimated that ordinary people will not survive here, but Shen Lang can match meat and vegetables with reasonable nutrition.

"Miss Feng, I don't know when the Heavenly Secret Gate will come down. It is very important to preserve physical strength." Shen Lang walked over and said.

"I know." Feng Luan said nonchalantly. Meimu glanced at Shen Lang and said lightly: "I never owe favors. Later...I will repay this favor."

Shen Lang shrugged: "I don't care, you just treat me as a hothead and save your life."

Feng Luan bit her teeth and felt that Shen Lang liked him, otherwise how could he be so good to him? However, she already had a part in her heart, and it was impossible to accept Shen Lang, and Feng Luan did not have any thoughts of having a romantic relationship with Shen Lang.

Feng Luan felt that it was necessary to let Shen Lang understand his thoughts, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Shen Lang, I advise you to cut off some thoughts. I already have my heart and cannot accept others. the man."

"Brother?" Shen Lang asked. Shen Lang was not surprised when Feng Luan said such words. He was a little curious that Feng Luan actually liked people like ice.

Feng Luan's face turned red, and she nodded slightly.

Seeing Feng Luan, who has always been cold and frosty, and a side that is ashamed of a little woman, Shen Lang felt a little throbbed.

Feng Luan said positively: "My brother and I were childhood sweethearts since we were young, and we have a marriage contract. We naturally have affection for each other. Next time I return to Kunlun Mountain, I will get married with my brother."

Although Shen Lang never thought of developing a relationship with Feng Luan, he felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Feng Luan's words. Perhaps Shen Lang had seen and touched Feng Luan, so he felt nostalgic for this woman.

"Really? Haha, don't forget my wedding wine on the day of marriage." Shen Lang said haha, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Definitely!" Feng Luan nodded softly.

In fact, Shen Lang was just saying that he had already provoked Yang Tongtian and went to the Kunlun Mountain enchantment. It is estimated that he would also be chased by Yin Yang Sect.

The two chatted for a while, and then each meditated.

Feng Luan cherished his words like gold, and would not take the initiative to speak to Shen Lang. Shen Lang felt a little uncomfortable and did not talk to her.

Shen Lang turned to think about it, he had enough emotional debts, not to mention his cultivation level was not as good as Feng Luan, there was really no need to get confused with Feng Luan.