Godly Dragon Guard

This scene is very similar to the last time Shen Lang helped Feng Luan drive away the poison. Feng Luan seemed to understand Shen Lang's previous behavior.

"The needle path goes up along the spine, piercing the middle of the spine, the center, Jinshui, Zhiyang, Lingtai, Shinto, Shenzhu, Taodao, Dazhui, Fumen, Fengfu, Naohu, Qiangjian, Backding, and finally to the top of the top of the top door. Meeting point.”

Shen Lang said weakly, while Feng Luan carefully gave him acupuncture to penetrate his true energy.

After a while, all one hundred and eight silver needles were pierced into Shen Lang's body. Shen Lang sat on the ground and began to heal his body according to the Ice Soul Needle Technique.

Shen Lang only left one sentence for Feng Luan: "Don't disturb me for two days!"

Feng Luan did not disturb Shen Lang. She collected her emotions and finally calmed down.

However, when she thought of the scene where she helped Shen Lang take off his clothes just now, Feng Luan still felt a strong sense of shame in her heart. Perhaps like Hong Yue said, she was too conservative.

The area around the bottom of the cliff was neither large nor small, with a radius of several miles. Feng Luan tried to find a way out.

In less than an hour, Feng Luan had checked all around and was in a bad mood.

The bottom of the cliff is sandwiched between two mountain peaks. It is equivalent to a closed space with an area of ​​about ten football fields.

You can't even see the sky when you look up, you can only see the white mist above the mountain peaks, giving people an eerie feeling. Fortunately, the environment here is pretty good, with lots of vegetation and pleasant scenery.

Standing on a boulder at the bottom of the cliff, Feng Luan could slightly see the condition of the cliff above.

The two peaks are seven to eight hundred meters high, and the cliffs below are steep and smooth because of the constant humidity.

It's easier to come down than to go up.

Even if Feng Luan is a master in the middle stage of Wenjing Realm, it would be extremely difficult to climb the cliff with his Qinggong. It is estimated that only a master of Transformation Realm can do it.

Of course, if there was a rope, it would not be difficult for Feng Luan to get up.

Feng Luan looked up and her beautiful eyes shrank. She suddenly found that Yin Zhiping was on a cliff overlooking the bottom of the cliff. Yin Zhiping was still holding a rope in his hand.

"It's you!" Feng Luan shouted softly, her face as cold as frost, and her whole body exuded a cold murderous aura.

Yin Zhiping was a little surprised when he heard Feng Luan's voice. But not only was he not afraid, he was actually pleasantly surprised. Feng Luan was indeed alive!

"Yin Zhiping, come down here if you have the guts!" Feng Luan shouted loudly.

Yin Zhiping smiled obscenely. He was not stupid enough to climb down the cliff to find Feng Luan. Instead, he happily climbed up along the rope.

Feng Luan was a master in the middle stage of Wenjing. Yin Zhiping knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat this beauty, but he had a way to force Feng Luan to submit.

I don’t know if Hong Yue is dead, but even if she is dead, there is still Feng Luan.

Yin Zhiping had never played with a female cultivator who was higher than himself. Just thinking about Feng Luan's otherworldly appearance gave Yin Zhiping a different kind of excitement.

Of course, Yin Zhiping would not call Feng Luan over. He was not that stupid yet. He already had a plan in mind.

As for whether Shen Lang died or not, Yin Zhiping didn't care at all.

The bottom of the cliff is almost like a sinkhole. Except for the cliffs on both sides, there is no way to climb up.

Even a master of transformation cannot go without eating or drinking for a long time.

Even if Shen Lang is not dead, waiting for ten days and a half will make Shen Lang starve to death.

It didn't matter if Shen Lang starved to death, but Yin Zhiping was absolutely reluctant to starve Feng Luan to death. He immediately went to the Tianjimen canteen, found the chef who was cooking, and gave some instructions.

Feng Luan tried to climb the cliff several times, but failed every time, and almost fell down several times.

The cliff is too wet and slippery to climb up.

It was not until evening that Feng Luan gave up her efforts and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Someone threw a black box from the cliff. Feng Luan stepped forward cautiously, opened it and took a look. It was actually food.

Braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, green vegetables and carrots, all delicious and delicious. Smell it and it will turn your appetite on.

Feng Luan sneered secretly in her heart. She was much smarter than ordinary people. She knew that the food must have been thrown by Yin Zhiping, and it was probably poisoned.

In order to paralyze Yin Zhiping, Feng Luan took the food, found a hidden place to pour it secretly, and then placed the empty box on the big rock.

At night, the bottom of the cliff is gray, and only the big stone can see the bright stars in the sky.

Feng Luan went to check on Shen Lang's condition, and saw that his breathing was gradually calming down, and she felt calmer in her heart.

On the second and third days, Yin Zhiping still dropped the food, but Feng Luan still didn't eat.

The compressed biscuits that Feng Luan brought before were at Hong Yue's, and she had no food with her.

She hadn't eaten for almost two days. Although she was hungry, she could bear it.

Every time he dropped food, Yin Zhiping would climb down and observe the situation at the bottom of the cliff.

Yin Zhiping did not see the shadows of Shen Lang and Hong Yue at the bottom of the cliff, but only saw Feng Luan. He felt that Shen Lang and Hong Yue must be dead.

Moreover, the food he threw down was clean every time, so it must have been eaten by Feng Luan.

Yin Zhiping gradually couldn't hold himself back. Although his cultivation level was only at the early stage of the realm of questioning, he was no match for Feng Luan.

But these days, he throws food down from the top of the cliff every day, and the food contains Tianjimen's special aura powder.

After eating these foods that have the effect of closing the Qi and dispersing the Qi, a martial artist's Qi will be restricted for a long time, and the cultivation level can be lost within half a month.

Feng Luan didn't eat the food, she cooked it for Yin Zhiping to see. She felt that Yin Zhiping would definitely climb off the cliff when the time came, and she and Shen Lang would be saved by then.

On the third night, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes from meditating, and the countless silver needles all over his body were "squeaking" white.

Feng Luan noticed the movement and immediately came over and said in surprise: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Shen Lang twisted his neck: "Fortunately, he won't die!"

After saying that, Shen Lang tried to stand up. There was still some pain in various parts of his body, but it no longer hindered his movement.

Thanks to the black energy in his Dantian, which combined with the Shen Zhao Sutra to stimulate a body-protecting cyclone, Shen Lang's life or death would still be unknown otherwise.

Shen Lang felt more and more that the black ring in his hand was definitely not an ordinary thing. Fortunately, this treasure saved his life.

Feng Luan turned her head away, with a hint of blush on her pretty face, and hummed: "Some shameless guys should put their clothes on first before talking."

Shen Lang then realized that he was still naked and felt a little embarrassed, so he immediately put on his clothes.

"Have anyone from Tianji Sect been here?" Shen Lang scratched his head and asked.

"No, but that Yin Zhiping has delivered meals every day." Feng Luan said lightly.

She told Shen Lang what happened.

Shen Lang nodded, this woman was quite witty.

"Staying here can't last long. Yue'er is still in the Misty Island. We have to find her quickly." Shen Lang said. (To be continued)