Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang and Feng Luan looked at each other and nodded.

Of course they have no problem, they are just worried about Hongyue.

Hongyue could see the worries of Shen Lang and Feng Luan. She shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I can do it."

Since Hongyue was confident, Shen Lang and Feng Luan had no objections.

Feng Luan glanced at Yin Zhiping and said coldly: "You walk in front!"

"good."

Yin Zhiping jumped up, stepped on the iron rope, and moved forward quickly.

Shen Lang, Feng Luan, and Hong Yue followed closely behind, moving quickly on the iron rope.

A minute later, the four of them had reached the center of the two cliffs. There was a heavy mist below, and they could vaguely see the scenery directly ahead.

Opposite is a mountain peak, and there is a large waterfall on the right side of the mountain. The scenery is beautiful and pleasant, and the fresh air here is relatively strong.

At the peak reached by the iron cable, there was an old man standing. The old man had white beard and hair, and the sleeves of his right arm were floating around. He was a disabled person with a broken arm.

I saw the disabled old man squatting down and grabbing one end of the chain at the top of the mountain.

"Oops!"

Shen Lang and Feng Luan were shocked. They saw the disabled old man with a gloomy look on his face. He grabbed the iron rope with his left hand and pulled hard.

There was a clear "click" sound, and the chain in front of Shen Lang suddenly broke.

Yin Zhiping and Shen Lang were forcibly separated by the broken iron rope. Yin Zhiping fell rapidly towards the front, while Shen Lang, Feng Luan and Hongyue fell towards the back.

"Damn it, I've been tricked!" Shen Lang yelled, but he didn't expect that there was a mechanism on the iron rope! Otherwise, the location of the break could not have been so coincidental.

Sure enough, when he saw Yin Zhiping falling forward, the disabled old man pulled the chain back, and a huge force pulled Yin Zhiping up.

Like a gymnast, Yin Zhiping did a 60° backflip and landed firmly next to the old man.

The iron rope broke. Shen Lang and Feng Luan Hongyue were now above the abyss. They had no point of leverage and could only hold on to one end of the iron rope.

One end of the iron rope they grabbed was connected to the cliff when they first arrived. They should be able to climb up along the iron rope.

But soon, Shen Lang and Feng Luan discovered that something was wrong.

Logically speaking, the chain they grabbed was connected to the cliff they came from. Under the pull of the chain, their bodies should swing towards the cliff they came from like a swing.

But this is not the case. The three of them are actually falling in free fall.

Shen Lang immediately realized that there was a similar mechanism on the other end of the chain!

The chains they were holding on to had been broken from both sides in the middle!

Feng Luan also thought of this. As a master in the middle stage of the realm, there might be a chance of survival after falling off the cliff.

But the red moon is only in its early stages.

"Yue'er, let go quickly." Feng Luan shouted.

"No, Master!" Hongyue looked frightened, and there were tears in her eyes.

Seeing that Hong Yue didn't let go, Feng Luan grabbed Hong Yue's right foot like lightning, threw it upward with all her strength!

Hongyue jumped in the air and stepped on the rapidly descending iron rope.

"Shen Lang." Feng Luan gritted her teeth and looked at Shen Lang with pleading eyes as she fell rapidly.

Shen Lang knew what Feng Luan meant. Even if Feng Luan wanted to sacrifice herself, she didn't want Hong Yue to die!

Hongyue was his woman. Shen Lang did not hesitate, tightened the chain, raised his energy, used all his strength, and jerked his wrist upwards.

Like a long snake, the chain flew upwards quickly.

A huge force coming from the end of the chain lifted Hong Yue's whole body into the air.

Hongyue did not miss the opportunity. She used all her strength to leap to the top of the cliff and landed firmly.

"Master, Shen Lang!" Hongyue looked back at the bottom of the cliff and shouted in tears.

Because Hong Yue was thrown out with force just now, Feng Luan's body suffered the reaction force and fell even more rapidly.

Falling at such a fast speed, even if there was dirt below, Feng Luan had almost no chance of surviving.

Shen Lang is now a mud bodhisattva and cannot protect himself when crossing the river, nor can he take care of Feng Luan.

It was just that Feng Luan's act of risking his life to save Hong Yue made him feel inexplicably moved. Seeing that Feng Luan would definitely die, Shen Lang didn't want her to die just like that.

Maybe it was because Shen Lang felt guilty after seeing Feng Luan's body, or maybe it was because he had a vague fondness for Feng Luan's conservative nature.

Shen Lang could not ignore Feng Luan's life, but he also did not want to risk his life to save Feng Luan.

This is really a very confusing thing.

Shen Lang himself has divine guardianship and body protection, so he may not fall to death, but Feng Luan will definitely die.

Unable to bear to see Feng Luan die, Shen Lang stepped on his left foot and his right foot, used Qing Kung in the opposite direction, and caught up with the falling Feng Luan.

Shen Lang took Feng Luan into his arms and let his body face down, feeling the softness in his arms.

"Shen Lang, you..."

Feng Luan was very grateful that Shen Lang was willing to save Hong Yue just now. Now that she saw Shen Lang doing this again, all kinds of emotions came to her heart, and she felt an indescribable feeling.

Even for a Wenjing martial artist, falling at such a speed would be a dead end if there was no great chance. What's more, Shen Lang is still planning to be her cushion?

"Shen Lang, let me go, you will die!" Feng Luan gritted her silver teeth with a complicated expression.

"Haha." Shen Lang suddenly hugged Feng Luan, and he didn't know whether he would die or live if he fell like this.

Even now, Shen Lang is not afraid of irritating Feng Luan. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a hint of unruly arc: "Feng Luan, you are so conservative, I have seen and touched you all. If I die, You won’t stay a widow for the rest of your life for me, right?”

Shen Lang's words were full of ridicule, but under this situation, Feng Luan couldn't feel any anger.

The expression on Feng Luan's face was a little sad.

She rarely communicated with others and had always been cold and cold. Feng Luan never thought that a man would die for her. She turned around and tried to break away from Shen Lang's arm.

"Forget it, you are not my type."

Shen Lang smiled indifferently. After struggling in his heart for so long, he simply gave up.

With a low shout, Shen Lang's eyes narrowed and he pushed Feng Luan's back hard with his right palm.

Soon, Feng Luan suddenly felt a lightness in her body, and a huge push came from her back, accompanied by a blast of palm wind. Feng Luan's rapidly falling body quickly slowed down and flew towards the cliff.

Feng Luan quickly grabbed a rock on the cliff.

Without looking back, Feng Luan knew what happened. She closed her eyes, a trace of warmth welling up in her eyes.

"Asshole, why did you save me?"

After Yin Zhiping landed steadily, he saw Shen Lang and the other three falling off the cliff. He felt very sad. If he fell from such a high cliff, he would probably be smashed into pieces.

Of course, he didn't feel sorry for Shen Lang, but Feng Luan and Hong Yue.

"Dad, why did you break the iron rope?" Yin Zhiping turned to look at the disabled old man and asked with a look of dissatisfaction. (To be continued)