Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang watched Liu Yunmeng leave, feeling quite complicated.

The ancient spirit world was so huge, whether he and Liu Yunmeng could meet again.

Too lazy to think too much, all the troubles have been relieved now, Su Ruoxue will soon be able to resurrect with the spirit of resurrection, she should be happy.

Not long after, Shen Lang returned to the Fanghua Palace in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, and had a conversation with the Demon Empress Meier and the others, and they were relieved.

"This time, I would like to thank the Demon Empress and Meier Girl for their life-saving grace, Shen Lang will remember it in his heart!"

Shen Lang clasped his fists and solemnly thanked him.

"Don't say that. Shen Lang, we are in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons. We should repay our gratitude if you saved us. Besides, this time against the Demon Soul, the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons did not lose a single soldier. Thanks to you. Tactics." Feng Xi said with a smile.

Meier folded her hands on her chest and snorted coldly: "Smelly man, this girl found you a tribute from Longyuan before, and paid back half of your favor. Just now I rescued you once, and I paid you back. Half favor. Now this girl doesn't owe you favor."

"it is good."

Shen Lang knew that this woman loves more, so he simply nodded and agreed.

Seeing Meier's face pale, it seems that she was seriously injured in the previous battle with Demon Soul, Shen Lang couldn't help but said: "Mei'er, your injury is not light, let me treat you."

"Shao and this girl are close to each other, this girl is a black phoenix body, this hurts herself can recover." Meier refused directly, she just didn't like accepting Shen Lang's charity.

"Well, Meier, Shen Lang is also kind, so don't fight him. He only needs to bring you some Shengyang fighting spirit, and your injury will quickly recover, and there is no hidden danger." Feng Xi advised Tao.

Mei'er curled her lips and reluctantly agreed, her expression still seemed a little reluctant.

Feng Xi smiled and said: "Shen Lang, your cultivation strength is now the first in the human world. What are your plans in the future?"

"The Demon Empress is absurdly praised, Shen only wants to resurrect Su Ruoxue first, and watch the rest of the matter later. However, during this time, he will continue to stay in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, which is bothering me." Shen Lang said with a serious face.

"Where else, it is not just me, but all the demons in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons will be very happy to have someone like you stay in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demon." Feng Xi said with a light smile.

Mei'er was a little unconvinced, and hummed lightly, "Except for this queen."

Shen Lang politely responded with a few words.

After the conversation, Shen Lang began to heal Meier.

"Well, Miss Mei'er, stretch out your hand." Shen Lang's palm has already burned densely.

"Smelly man, don't want to touch me." Mei'er's pretty face stiffened and her tone was haughty.

"I asked you to stretch out your hand without saying I want to touch you."

Shen Lang is a bit speechless, does he hate it so much?

"It's about the same."

Meier stretched out her arms as white as jade.

As soon as the Sheng Yang war energy in Shen Lang's body moved, the dense golden flame slowly entered Meier's body through the skin.

Meier's delicate body trembled. She was a little bit unbelievable before, but now she quickly felt the amazing curative effect of Shengyang's fighting energy. The wounded part of her body was as if soaked in warm spring water, and the pain gradually disappeared.

The meridians and bones are nourished, Meier's spirit is lifted up, and she feels much clearer in her mind. The energy wasted in the battle just now is slowly recovering!

After Shen Lang treated for a while, he sealed a part of the Sheng Yang's battle energy in Mei'er, which could continue to nourish her body and heal her pain.

"That's it. Your injury can be fully recovered in at most half a month." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Thanks."

Meier said a bit reluctantly, turning her head, her delicate and pretty face was a little embarrassing.

She was born arrogant and had never had a good face to any man, except for Shen Lang, although she was still arrogant.

Shen Lang shrugged and said, "What are we grateful for? What is our relationship."

Meier said with embarrassment: "Soon, it seems that this girl is very familiar with you, she is just a friend."

When these words came out, Shen Lang was a little surprised. He always thought that Meier just didn't want to owe him favor, but he didn't expect that this woman would really consider herself a friend.

Although Meier didn't say anything, she still regarded Shen Lang as a reliable friend in her heart, but she was a little stiff in her mouth.

The two chatted for a while, and Shen Lang returned to his home and meditated to heal his injuries.

Before being slapped by the black demon's body of the Demon Soul, Shen Lang's injury was not light, but with the continuous nourishment of the holy sun's fighting energy in his body, his physical injury was not serious, and the broken bones had healed.

Looking at Shen Lang's face from the beast bag on Shen Lang's waist, Xiao Rou was in a mixed mood.

"Xiaorou, what's the matter?" Shen Lang asked curiously when she saw that Xiaorou's expression was wrong.

Xiao Rou took a deep breath, as if she had made some major determination, and said sternly: "My son, when you recover from your injury, we will release the blood contract."

Shen Lang frowned. Although it would be sooner or later to release the blood contract with Xiaorou, Xiaorou's words at this time made Shen Lang a little confused and couldn't help asking, "Xiaorou, why is it so sudden?"

Xiaorou forced herself to calm down, biting her teeth and said, "The long pain is better than the short one. Of course Xiaorou doesn't want to be separated from the son, but this is nothing else. Besides, the son is about to resurrect the mistress. Xiao Rou can't stay with the son."

"Ok."

Shen Lang sighed and agreed.

After getting along for so long, Shen Lang still has feelings for Xiaorou, but it is more about brother and sister. Thinking of Xiao Rou leaving herself, Shen Lang felt somewhat reluctant.

"Xiao Rou, I won't be by your side in the future. You must practice hard and don't let down the expectations of your mother and sister Meier." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"What about you, son? You... don't you have expectations for Xiaorou?" Xiaorou stared at Shen Lang, her tone of sorrow and sorrow.

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Of course I look forward to it. One day, you will surpass your mother and become a strong generation."

There were tears in Xiao Rou's beautiful eyes, and she curled her mouth and said: "What are these, Xiao Rou will also fly to the ancient spirit world, and go to see you!"

Shen Lang looked at Xiaorou's eyes, as if she could cry at any time, soft and distressing.

"Well, there will be one day." Shen Lang said seriously.

"My son, now Xiao Rou has only one last request, and I only want my son to satisfy me." Xiao Rou lowered her head and said softly.

"What requirements? I must meet them." Shen Lang categorically cut the line.

"It's very simple, let Xiao Rou give a hug."

Xiao Rou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and curled her mouth. Regardless of whether Shen Lang agreed or not, her petite body rushed towards Shen Lang directly.

A fragrant breeze rushed towards her face, accompanied by a gentle touch, Xiaorou snuggled tightly in Shen Lang's arms, closed her eyes, and enjoyed a moment of warmth and intimacy.