Godly Dragon Guard

"Since the son doesn't like it, let Ling'er be your maid, just let her eat and dress warm." Xiao Cheng said hoarsely.

Shen Lang shook his head and said: "Uncle Xiao, the kid doesn't mean that. I already have a girl I admire in my heart, and I can't tolerate other women. Besides, I'm used to walking alone, and I really don't want to bring other people."

"This! Cough cough..." Xiao Cheng coughed abruptly, a trace of sullenness in his eyes.

Shen Lang continued: "Uncle rest assured, I can understand your mood naturally. Uncle, you still don't know that Sister Ling'er is very talented and can be sent to the Chongxiao Hall to practice the Tao. It is certainly not a problem to eat and keep warm. , Maybe you can become a famous fairy boy."

"Chong... Chong Xiaodian? Lord Shen is not joking! Cough cough..." Xiao Cheng's old face showed a touch of surprise.

Rumor has it that Chongxiao Hall is a place where immortals live, and the immortal masters in it are in groups, like a fairyland.

For mortals, it is an unimaginable existence.

"Uncle Xiao rest assured, if I can say this, I am sure to send Xiao Ling'er to the Chongxiao Hall for training." Shen Lang said sternly.

"Ling'er doesn't want to go to Chongxiao Palace, Ling'er just wants to take good care of grandpa." Xiao Ling'er cried.

"Silly girl, you take care of it for a while, you can't take care of it for a lifetime. Girl Ling'er, you are not a kid anymore, some things must be accepted. Please listen to me, your grandfather is indeed alive in a few days, girl You must listen to what your brother Shen Lang said, otherwise I won't recognize you as a granddaughter!" Xiao Cheng said as hard as he could, breathing hard.

Xiao Ling'er's thin body trembled slightly, and after crying for a long time, she gave a soft "um".

"Master Shen, Ling'er is pleased to you." Xiao Cheng said in a heavy tone.

"Don't worry, I will definitely settle her down. Xiao Ling'er is my savior. If uncle doesn't rest assured, Ling'er and I will become righteous brothers and sisters, how do you think?" Shen Lang asked for instructions.

"Okay, great!"

Xiao Cheng laughed hoarsely, stretched out his hands tremblingly and pulled Shen Lang's hand and Xiao Ling'er's hand together.

"From now on, you will be righteous brothers and sisters, so... I can rest assured, old man. Haha..." Xiao Cheng's old face showed a relieved expression.

Shen Lang's mood was a little heavy, and Xiao Ling'er couldn't even cry.

Early the next morning.

Xiao Cheng's body was cold, his eyes closed tightly, and he never woke up...

The old man passed away in the night.

The little girl cried all day and night.

Shen Lang arranged for the old man's funeral, and there was no fanfare or fancy tomb.

The bones of the old man were buried in the **** field outside the village by Shen Lang himself, and a tablet was carved in a blood book.

Shen Lang presented a bunch of flowers.

Xiao Ling'er burned incense and offered flowers, and knelt to the side, her originally beautiful eyes looked a little hollow at the moment.

She was the only relative of the old man. Now that her only relative has passed away, how could Xiao Ling'er accept it for a while.

Shen Lang thought that the little girl would continue to sink.

The next day, Xiao Ling'er got up to cook as usual, and even called Shen Lang to come out to eat, seeming to have recovered from the shock.

However, the depressed mood of this little girl was completely written on her face. It was purely that the girl was sensible, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to recover from the bereavement.

"Little Ling'er, how did you think about what you said before?" Shen Lang asked at the dinner table.

Xiao Ling'er nodded: "Think about it. Brother Shen Lang, tomorrow I will go to Chongxiao Palace with you."

"Good." Shen Lang nodded slightly.

The next morning, the two set off when they were ready.

The whole village of Xiaojiacun saw them off, and Shen Lang welcomed the kindness and drank a glass of wine to see them off.

The two set off to the north of Lingxiao Mountain.

Before, Shen Lang had obtained a map of Lingxiao Mountain from that Master Liu's storage bag.

The place name standards of the entire Lingxiao Mountain boundary are very clear. Chongxiao Hall is located on the highest peak of Lingxiao Mountain, with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Xiaojia Village is on the outer border of Lingxiao Mountain, very far away from the Chongxiao Temple, nearly four thousand miles away.

With Shen Lang's current cultivation base, it is estimated that it will take ten and a half months to walk through to reach the Chongxiao Palace.

Shen Lang could also release the purple electric flying boat. With the speed of the flying boat, he could reach the Chongxiao Palace in almost a stick of incense.

But his cultivation base is too weak now, and he released a flying magic weapon, which is simply a high-profile attempt to commit suicide.

Xiao Ling'er didn't know how far the Chongxiao Palace was from here, she only knew that she was going to follow Shen Lang.

Apart from Xiao Cheng, perhaps only Shen Lang can convince her.

Following the fastest route, Shen Lang avoided villages and towns and plunged directly into the hinterland of the mountain forest.

In the dense woods, the road is not so early. After all, the little girl is young and walks slowly.

"Come on, Xiao Ling'er, I'll carry you on my back." Shen Lang squatted down directly, motioning Xiao Ling'er to come up.

Xiao Ling'er blushed and waved her hand: "No, no, I can go. Brother Shen Lang will be very tired if you want to carry me on your back."

Shen Lang was a little funny unconsciously, and touched her little head: "It's okay, you little girl is heavier. Don't hesitate, come up quickly."

Xiao Ling'er was a little shy and coy, but still lay on Shen Lang's back.

With Xiao Ling'er on his back, Shen Lang didn't have any scruples, and ran straight through, like the wind.

He just ran wildly in the mountains and forests for more than an hour, like an agile leopard, without breathing a breath.

It was Xiao Ling'er who knew that Shen Lang was unusual, but was shocked by his exaggerated behavior, and couldn't help asking: "Shen...Shen Lang brother, you have been running for so long, do you want to stop and rest? a bit?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing. Xiao Ling'er, if you are hungry, we can stop and eat something." Shen Lang turned his head and smiled.

"No, I'm not hungry yet." Xiao Ling'er shook his head.

In this way, after walking until noon, Shen Lang stopped to rest for a while, and had some dry food by the way.

After the little girl had eaten and drank enough, she carried him and continued walking.

This kind of life lasted for ten and a half days. Shen Lang and Xiao Linger had a meal and sleeplessly, rushing in the morning and resting at night.

The dry food brought has already been eaten.

Shen Lang's experience in survival in the wild is extremely rich. He uses local materials, hunts and picks wild fruits by himself, and eats cooked food after careful grilling at each meal, which is more abundant.

Xiao Linger felt that Shen Lang was omnipotent.

Shen Lang's carefully grilled cooked food and picked wild fruits are always the first to eat for the little girl. Every night, I helped the little girl lay a simple and exquisite tent, sprinkled it with insect-repellent herbs, and sat outside the tent to meditate, taking care of her in every possible way.

Xiao Ling'er was deeply moved. Apart from her grandfather, no one had ever treated her so well, and she completely regarded Shen Lang as her own brother.

Maybe it was because of getting along day and night, Xiao Ling'er talked a lot, often chatting with Shen Lang, and gradually came out of the pain.

In this way, ten days later, the two finally reached the foot of the highest peak of Lingxiao Mountain.