Pirate’s Infinite Wings

After all, almost no one talks to him here these days, even if he can't hold back, he can't hold back.

Hua Yan is a person who doesn't talk much. Generally, if he says something to you, it must be something he thinks is more important. If you fight with him at this time, you will be waiting to be stabbed by his poisonous needle.

And Ye Gucheng was seriously injured, so naturally he was even less in the mood to tell you about these things. Therefore, for so long, he hardly said more than ten sentences, which simply broke his record for so many years.

"Brother Fang, you are finally back!" A big hug, but Fang Lang didn't have too much expression on his face, but he didn't refuse. Just letting him move, Lu Xiaofeng sneered, he also knew Fang Lang's personality, so he didn't really mind it, but after waiting for so many days, he finally came back, a little happy.

Ye Gucheng naturally also saw Fang Lang, but now that his injury is getting worse, he can still get out of bed at first, but now it is very difficult to say one more word. So, naturally, I didn't have the strength to say anything.

There is still less than a month left before their decisive battle. Everyone in the rivers and lakes was looking forward to their stop. He didn't want to be unable to hold on before the decisive battle, even if he died, he would die on September 15th.

This is his last dignity. Fang Lang knows what Ye Gucheng thinks in his heart, but he doesn't want Ye Gucheng to have such a negative attitude. It is naturally best to get better. If not, he can be happy The most important thing is to survive.

Why care so much about other people's eyes? It is impossible for others to be responsible for your life, they will only give you useless eyes and interfere with your current comfortable life, but he knows what kind of person Ye Gucheng is, and if you want him to listen to his suggestions, it is almost impossible It's impossible, so Fang Lang doesn't have to waste his time talking.

Right now, we can only pin our hopes on Ye Gucheng's body. As long as he recovers, he will definitely recover his fighting spirit, and then he will have a stronger will to live. This is what he has to do now.

Fang Lang took out the iron box he was carrying, which contained half of the snow lion's tail. The bloodstain had dried, but it still showed a more vigorous look. After such a long time, the fur was still so smooth.

If a normal animal is injured, the bloodless supply fur will automatically shrivel up, but this snow lion's fur is very tough...

Not only did it not show any signs of being left behind, but it was also kept perfectly. When it was cut off, except for the fact that the blood had dried, there was hardly any abnormality. Perhaps this is the strength of the snow lion.

Hua Yan reached out and took it, put it in his hand and looked at it. After a while, he nodded with satisfaction. It seems that he wanted something. "Yes, this is it. Fang Lang, I didn't expect you to be so fast." !” Hua Yan said sincerely.

Lu Xiaofeng looked in Wang Huayan's direction curiously, with a curious look on his face, he had heard that the snow lion was a mythical beast on the mountain, this time, if it wasn't for time constraints, he would really be interested in going to see it with Fang Lang The snow lion has style.

It's just that this small tail is really too short, Lu Xiaofeng can't imagine the appearance of a complete snow lion at all, just looking at the fur color, it is definitely the best, if there is a chance, he must go to see it See.

"Brother Fang, that snow lion is easy to deal with." Of course, for ordinary people, whether the snow lion is easy to deal with is a question that you don't need to ask, but Fang Lang's strength is better than anyone else. That's why I asked this question.

Fang Lang nodded, his expression seemed a little hesitant. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't catch him right away, "Snow Lion is very intelligent, so it's not easy to deal with." In fact, it is not difficult for him to kill him, but after all, Snow Lion has never hurt him, so there is no need to do so.

Hua Yan carefully hid the box that Fang Lang brought back, and it was obvious that he treasured it. After all, being able to use this as medicinal material is very useful for Ye Gucheng's healing. Not only that, but it can also speed up the recovery of his body.

This is very useful for the battle on September 15th. Naturally, Fang Lang is also very concerned about the cannibal flower. Even if he is not by Lu Xiaofeng's side, it must not be a problem if he is alone.

Lu Xiaofeng had already handed over the pistils of the cannibal flower to Huayan to refine Chinese medicine, so naturally he couldn't get anything out. However, Lu Xiaofeng was already able to draw the appearance of the pistil, if he could express it with his three-inch tongue, it would not be very difficult, and she herself was also willing to do so.

"Where's your pistil?" Fang Lang asked. Lu Xiaofeng twitched the corners of his mouth. Naturally, he had been waiting for Fang Lang's words for a long time, and now his wish finally came true. The joy was beyond words, and Fang Lang pretended not to see it.

Lu Xiaofeng coughed lightly twice, slightly hiding his emotions. He said in a tone that he thought was very, very calm: "It's nothing, that Pohua is not my opponent at all, and I solved it with kung fu."

Seeing his smug expression, Fang Lang smiled unconsciously. It's just that Huayan's skill of making up swords is perfectly displayed at this moment: "Oh, there is such a thing? Who told me to take medicine yesterday, it seems that my old eyes are dim."

After finishing speaking, without even looking at Lu Xiaofeng, he began to fiddle with his own medicinal materials. Lu Xiaofeng's Tian acupuncture point was already pulsating slightly, and he could see that he was a little excited, and then he immediately opened his mouth to defend his dignity: "There are always minor injuries, after all, people are flesh and blood, so it is inevitable that they will not be injured, just shouting, it must be You got it wrong."

Don't admit it, of course you can't admit such a shameful thing

up. It's just that Fang Lang didn't want to pursue this matter, because it was meaningless at all, and there was no need to delve into it, after all, the result was very satisfying, right? ..