Godly Dragon Guard

After the two had a brief conversation, Shen Lang returned to the Scale Clan's main hall.

After returning, Shen Lang became the president of the United Army.

Before Xia Ling'er and the monks returned from the sea, the Lin Clan's main hall was Shen Lang's bedroom.

Lan Xian'er and Saint Girl Yao Yue were waiting outside the main hall, seemingly waiting for Shen Lang.

Seeing Shen Lang return, Lan Xian'er stepped forward, squeezed out a smile and said: "Brother Shen, Xian'er has to go to patrol the coastline, so I have to say goodbye to you for the time being."

Shen Lang could clearly see the reluctance in Lan Xian'er's eyes. He immediately took hold of Lan Xian'er's delicate hand and said, "Xian'er, let other fellow Taoists handle the patrol matters. You... just Come talk to me."

"good."

Lan Xian'er's beautiful eyes suddenly glowed, her heart warmed, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously revealed a sweet arc.

Seeing Lan Xian'er's charming and frail look, Shen Lang was almost drunk. He suppressed his emotions and faced the Saint Yao Yue and said: "Miss Yao Yue, I have something to discuss with Xian'er. You go back first." Rest in the attic.”

"yes……"

Saint Maiden Yaoyue responded silently.

Seeing Lan Xian'er and Shen Lang's love for each other, she suddenly felt a different kind of emotion. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, and she felt like she had been hit hard.

She obviously didn't want to have anything to do with Shen Lang, but this feeling of being suddenly left out still caught Saint Girl Yaoyue off guard.

Without stopping, Saint Yaoyue turned and left, her exquisite figure looking particularly lonely.

Lan Xian'er could sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere and couldn't help but look at Saint Yao Yue a few more times.

Shen Lang took Lan Xian'er's hand and returned to the hall.

There were only two of them left in the empty hall.

"Xian'er, I haven't had time to accompany you before, I..."

Before Shen Lang could finish his sentence, Lan Xian'er reached out and blocked his mouth, and said softly: "Now that Brother Shen is free, Xian'er can spend a few words with you. I am happier than anything else."

Lan Xian'er gently leaned into Shen Lang's arms, enjoying the moment of intimacy.

Looking at the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Shen Lang couldn't restrain himself.

Ever since what happened with Saint Yao Yue, Shen Lang had been restraining the fire in his heart, and now it was quickly ignited by Lan Xian'er.

Shen Lang picked up Lan Xianer's slender waist, and before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Lan Xian'er's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and she let out a soft moan. Although it felt a bit sudden, she didn't resist at all and hugged Shen Lang with her snow-white arms.

The two of them have been Taoist lovers for a long time, so Lan Xian'er naturally does not hesitate to do the most intimate things with Shen Lang. It is better to say that she has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Shen Lang lifted Lan Xian'er's dress and kissed her lovingly. Lan Xian'er's whole body was soft. She stretched out her white arms and hugged Shen Lang's shoulders tightly, catering boldly and obeying shyly.

The shadows of the two people overlapped, and their clothes were flying.

Kissing, lingering, breathless.

After several hours of wind and rain, Lan Xian'er nestled in Shen Lang's arms, her body limp and weak. She felt like Shen Lang was a tireless beast. Although it was exciting, it was really too much.

Lan Xian'er calmed down for a while, then stood up and gently helped Shen Lang put on his clothes.

Unexpectedly, this gentle and water-like movement aroused the fire in Shen Lang's heart again.

Shen Lang couldn't control it and dragged Lan Xian'er to pester her endlessly.

Two hours later, Lan Xian'er was dripping with sweat and had no strength at all.

"Brother Shen, Xian'er is dying..."

Lan Xian'er was panting slightly, her voice was a little discouraged, and her heart was shaking.

She had just experienced human affairs, how could she withstand Shen Lang's torment like this.

Lan Xian'er didn't understand it before, but now she feels that there are some benefits to Shen Lang having so many Taoist companions. At least they can share some of the pressure on herself...

Shen Lang felt heartbroken and felt that he really needed to control himself.

He quickly put on his clothes and helped Lan Xianer put on her clothes.

The two of them cuddled together, and Shen Lang said with emotion and shame: "Xian'er, a sentimental person like me, will you really not regret following me?"

Sometimes, Shen Lang also feels that his emotional debt is too much. With so many Taoist companions, not all of them may be satisfied.

"Brother Shen, please don't say such stupid things."

Lan Xian'er stretched out her hand to cover Shen Lang's mouth and said in a very gentle tone: "You are not sentimental. The person Xian'er admires, admires and is most attracted to in her life is Brother Shen. She will never fall in love with anyone else in her life." I am an individual. I believe Sister Su, Sister Hua, and Sister Meier are all like this too."

Shen Lang sighed: "But I still feel that I have wronged you."

"Brother Shen, don't think about these things. As long as you don't dislike us, we will follow you resolutely. That's what Xian'er thinks." Lan Xian'er hugged Shen Lang gently, with a sweet smile on her lips. meaning.

Shen Lang was extremely moved in his heart. If a Taoist monk is like this, what else can he ask for?

Sometimes he really felt that he was so virtuous and capable that he could have so many such perfect Taoist companions.

Shen Lang also cherishes these Taoist companions very much. One less is not good, but one more would be unfair to other Taoist companions.

"By the way, Brother Shen, Sister Yaoyue's expression seemed a little wrong just now. Did something happen between you two?" Lan Xianer blinked and asked suddenly.

"This...something did happen."

Shen Lang frowned, hesitating whether to say it or not.

"Brother Shen, if you don't want Xian'er to know, you don't have to say anything. Xian'er won't embarrass you." Seeing that Shen Lang was in trouble, Lan Xian'er hurriedly said something.

Shen Lang touched Lan Xian'er's head, shook his head and said: "I'm not embarrassed, I'm just afraid that this matter will spread out and damage Miss Yao Yue's reputation. Since it's you Xian'er, I'd better tell you. .”

In order to avoid Lan Xian'er's misunderstanding, Shen Lang still told Lan Xian'er everything that happened on Black Wind Island, and by the way, he described in detail the scene where he invited the Moon Saint to transfer the spiritual energy of chaos to him.

"So that's how it is... I asked Sister Yaoyue how she seems to have changed into a different person."

Lan Xian'er covered her mouth and showed an expression like this.

"Yeah?"

Shen Lang scratched his head, but he didn't feel any change in Saint Yaoyue.

Lan Xianer smiled playfully: "Brother Shen may be infinitely charming, but you are a man after all. How can you guess a woman's mind?"

"If it's Sister Yao Yue... Xian'er can only accept the defeat." Lan Xian'er rubbed her head and smiled helplessly.

After all, the appearance and temperament of Saint Yao Yue are so stunning that even Lan Xian'er can't help but look at her a few more times. This kind of appearance has reached the point where it can make people fascinated.

If it's just that she's very beautiful, that's fine. The key is that she's resourceful, has a lot of skills, and knows everything. If a woman like this is a love rival, she's really the ultimate boss.