Godly Dragon Guard

Because the trees were too dense, there were no other roads, and the strange jungle was full of poisonous insects and beasts, the three of them walked very slowly.

Hongyue also regretted coming here. Her cultivation was too weak and she felt like a burden.

Along the way, Shen Lang wanted to ease the relationship with Feng Luan, but Feng Luan kept looking cold and cold, making it difficult for him to talk to her.

"Shen Lang, my master is too feudal. You must be more considerate and don't get into trouble with her." Hongyue whispered in Shen Lang's ear.

"Yes." Shen Lang nodded slightly. He knew that Hong Yue cared about Feng Luan very much.

Feng Luan still had that ice face. She didn't say a word to Shen Lang all the way and remained silent.

Hongyue and Shen Lang talked happily, and she gave Shen Lang advice from time to time, hoping to help him and his master resolve the conflict.

The Misty Island is vast and the terrain is difficult to identify, which makes Shen Lang and the others move slowly.

Unknowingly, I have been walking in the jungle on the island all day, and the sun is setting.

The three of them stopped to rest and found an open place to camp, preparing to rest for a day before continuing on their way.

Originally thinking that this misty island could be entered and exited quickly, Feng Luan and Hong Yue did not bring any daily necessities, let alone a tent.

But it's not a problem for Shen Lang. He has a lot of experience in the jungle.

Shen Lang held a dagger in hand and collected materials from the jungle. It took him more than half an hour to build a purely natural wooden tent, and the shape of the tent was also particularly exquisite.

If Feng Luan asked, Shen Lang would naturally help her build one, but Feng Luan wouldn't ask, and Shen Lang didn't bother to warm his face against her cold ass.

Shen Lang lit up a bonfire with ease and picked several kinds of wild grass from the jungle.

Although there were many plants and trees in the jungle that Shen Lang had never heard of, he still saw many herbs seen in medical books, and even some very precious medicinal materials.

Shen Lang made a small wooden shelf and spread several kinds of wild grass on the shelf to roast them. These are also considered medicinal herbs. The white smoke can drive away poisonous insects around them, which is equivalent to the effect of mosquito repellent incense. But the effect is much stronger than mosquito coils.

It gets dark very quickly in the jungle, the sun sets, and it's going to be dark in the blink of an eye.

"Yue'er, you can move in." Shen Lang had already arranged the tent and said to Hong Yue.

Seeing Shen Lang being so attentive, Hong Yue felt a little sweet in her heart, but she still shook her head.

"Master, you can live here." Hongyue came to Feng Luan and pointed to the tent.

"No need, I'll keep watch tonight." Feng Luan shook her head and said.

"Yue'er, please go in and have a good rest. Your master and I are both martial arts cultivators, so you don't have to worry about us." Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Okay." Hongyue agreed.

A few days and nights without sleep in Qijing Martial Arts will not have any impact, not to mention that the Shen Zhao Jing practiced by Shen Lang has the effect of Chongmai and Qingmai. Meditating at night can also restore energy at the same time.

All in all, Shen Lang doesn't need to sleep anymore when he practices Shenzhao Jing at night, and his energy is getting better and better, and he doesn't feel like sleeping at all.

"By the way, I still have some food here. Shen Lang, come over and eat together." Hongyue took out a small bag with compressed biscuits from her arms and handed it to Shen Lang.

When many special forces are performing emergency missions, they eat compressed biscuits. Biscuits are also made of flour. The texture of compressed biscuits is relatively dense, the water content is extremely low, and it is not easy to absorb water, so that the ingredients in the biscuits that replenish physical strength are contained in the same volume. With more content, people will be more resistant to hunger.

Feng Luan also ate compressed biscuits.

But the compressed biscuits are not very delicious. How could Shen Lang have the nerve to let his woman eat such things? He happened to be a little hungry too.

"Yue'er, don't eat these. Just wait. I'll get something delicious right away." Shen Lang wrapped the biscuits and gave them back to Hong Yue.

Since you are in the jungle, you can’t miss the barbecue.

It was almost dark, and although the moonlight in the sky was bright, the moonlight could not penetrate the tall trees with lush branches and leaves. So there was a bright moon in the sky, but it was still pitch black inside the jungle.

This is difficult for martial arts cultivators in the realm. Shen Lang only needs to mobilize a trace of Qi into his eyes to greatly increase his vision, and he can see clearly in the dark jungle.

There were many birds on the Misty Island. Shen Lang glanced at it and found a bird's nest on a branch of a tall tree somewhere, with several eggs inside.

With a "swish" sound, Shen Lang directly used Qinggong, climbed up the tree in the air, and brought down the entire bird's nest.

There were many birds flying around in the jungle. Shen Lang spotted a few targets, stretched out his fingers, fired out a few silver needles, shot several birds, and dropped them to the ground.

Shen Lang picked up the birds shot to death by silver needles, and then went to the nearby stream to pluck the feathers of the birds and clean them.

Back at the camp, Shen Lang made another grill, lit a bonfire, and started grilling seriously.

Hongyue also came over and helped Shen Lang bake together.

Because of his rich experience in the field, Shen Lang knows how to roast poultry until it is both delicious and delicious.

Hongyue sat by the campfire and watched Shen Lang roasting the bird meat seriously.

Under the light of the fire, Shen Lang's cold face even had a hint of youthfulness, but it gave her a sense of maturity and stability, which made Hong Yue feel a little intoxicated.

Shen Lang was obviously about the same age as herself, but much more mature than herself. Hong Yue decided that as soon as her master's matter was over, she would return to Shen Lang and never separate again.

Seeing Shen Lang having a barbecue, Feng Luan dismissed it and ate the compressed biscuits in silence.

Shen Lang skillfully turned the bird meat branches on skewers, just like grilling mutton skewers. Perhaps anticipating this need, Shen Lang also brought some necessary seasonings.

After ten minutes, the bird meat and eggs were all cooked. In the campfire, the skin of the bird meat has been roasted to an appetizing golden color.

Looking at the color of the barbecue and the smell, Hongyue was a little greedy. She was sure that the taste must be great.

Shen Lang began to add seasonings. The golden barbecue was sizzling, and the aroma of barbecue came to his nostrils. The fragrant smell was simply irresistible.

"It smells so good. It must be delicious." Hongyue swallowed.

Shen Lang handed the roasted bird meat to Hongyue and said with a smile: "This one is roasted, eat it quickly."

Hongyue took the roasted bird meat with some excitement and took a bite. It was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant and delicious!

Seeing Hongyue eating bird meat with a happy face, Shen Lang couldn't help but smile and started to taste bird meat himself.

After Hongyue finished eating, she picked up a skewer of roasted bird meat and walked to Feng Luan's side and handed it over: "Master, stop eating the biscuits and try this skewer of roasted meat!"

"I won't eat!" Feng Luan snorted arrogantly.

She hates Shen Lang. She doesn't want to eat the food Shen Lang bakes. (To be continued)