Godly Dragon Guard

This roar made Shen Lang agitated all over his body, awakening him from the long fantasy dream.

Shen Lang gradually opened his eyes, and when he woke up, he found a familiar and dreamlike face before his eyes.

"Shen Lang, you finally woke up! How do you feel?"

An urgent voice came into Shen Lang's ears, like a silver bell.

The person speaking in front of him was a woman with long red dress and long hair, her exquisite face and her exquisite beauty, and her sharp blood pupils were full of worries and concerns.

This woman in red dress is not the Su Ruoxue whom Shen Lang thinks about every day.

Three thousand years have passed, and Su Ruoxue has spent thirty thousand years in the Guangtian Palace. His appearance has not changed a bit, and his temperament is deeper and more elegant than before.

Perhaps it was because of not being born in this long time, Su Ruoxue's temperament was aloof, arrogant and cold, like a goddess who did not eat people and fireworks, more mysterious and elegant, and the evil spirit on her body was much less.

But at this moment, Su Ruoxue, who was arrogant and cold, was not as high as usual, completely transformed into an ordinary woman, a simple woman dreaming about her lover.

"Xue'er... is it really you? Is this still an illusion..."

Shen Lang's heart trembled, and he saw too many illusions just now. At this moment, it seemed that he could not believe Su Ruoxue who appeared in front of him.

"Fool, of course it's me... you're okay, it's really great..."

Su Ruoxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal tears quietly slipped from the corner of her eyes.

Without any hesitation, Su Ruoxue spread out her slender arms and hugged Shen Lang's back tightly, as if she wanted to integrate Shen Lang into her body.

Shen Lang's body trembled, and the warmth was so real, it almost melted his heart.

"Xue...Xue'er, long time no see." Shen Lang's throat was a little choked, and for a while, he didn't know what to say, and said hello incoherently.

"Too long, too long..."

Su Ruoxue's head was buried in Shen Lang's chest, tears could not stop falling, her delicate body trembling constantly, as if silently speaking about the loneliness and loneliness of this long time.

The time flow rate in Guangtian Temple is different from the outside world, it is about ten to one. Ten days in Guangtian Palace, one day outside.

For Shen Lang, only three thousand years have passed. But for Su Ruoxue, thirty thousand years have passed!

Shen Lang thinks about Su Ruoxue being trapped in this place for 30,000 years, without touching anything, his heart tingles. He couldn't imagine how Su Ruoxue had survived these years, and he couldn't help feeling very sorry for the woman.

The two embraced each other and looked at each other silently.

No need to tell, the two just want to enjoy this moment of tranquility and warmth silently.

Immortal cultivators are not like mundane mortals, who have to live and die for love, and they will be very worried after a few days of separation.

Cultivators are firm-willed and love between men and women, even if they are unforgettable, they will not be exaggerated on the surface.

Of course, this is not that the relationship between the cultivators and Taoists is not deep, but it is actually the opposite.

Although this kind of feeling is restrained, it is extremely lasting.

For example, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, they love each other and don't need to say sweet words like "I love you", because the two have already touched each other and their feelings are very firm.

No matter what happens, how long it takes, even if the sea is dry and the rocks are ripped apart, and the world collapses, it will not affect the relationship between the two.

At the moment when she saw Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue's dark eyes suddenly brightened. Shen Lang seemed to be the sun in her heart, illuminating her world.

The moment Shen Lang saw Su Ruoxue, he also felt that his heart finally had a place to belong, and he could finally settle down.

After a long time, the two arms slowly separated.

Su Ruoxue leaned in Shen Lang's arms with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. The happiness and touch at this moment have been imprinted in her soul, I am afraid that she will never forget it in her life.

When they met again a long time later, there was no dry fire between the two, but a kind of plain warmth and touching, refreshing.

This feeling can make Shen Lang feel warm and relaxed in the boring practice and a lot of pressure. Su Ruoxue is Shen Lang's spiritual harbor, which other women cannot replace.

"Xue'er, how long have I been in a coma just now?" Shen Lang asked curiously, stroking the woman's long hair.

"Soon, only three hours." Su Ruoxue said in a gentle tone, as if there was no time to be more at ease than lying in Shen Lang's arms.

Three hours in Guangtian Palace, it is considered that the outside world has passed less than half an hour.

"Xue'er, what happened when I entered Guangtian Palace just now?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Su Ruoxue shook her head and frowned, "Xue'er doesn't know, but she passed out into a coma when she saw you entered Guangtian Palace."

Before Shen Lang had been unconscious, Su Ruoxue tried various methods but failed to awaken Shen Lang, which really frightened her, but Shen Lang regained consciousness later.

Shen Lang was a little puzzled. He had not been threatened in the illusion before, as if he was in a dream, it was not like the test set by the real Taiyi.

The people and things in the illusion seemed too strange, but in the dark, Shen Lang felt a sense of deja vu...

Unable to figure it out, Shen Lang did not want to think more.

"Xue'er, I have made you suffer these years." Shen Lang stared at Su Ruoxue with guilt.

Su Ruoxue blocked Shen Lang's mouth and whispered softly: "Shen Lang, compared to your danger outside, this girl has been staying in the Guangtian Palace. It is not safe to talk about suffering. What's more, I rely on these three. Ten thousand years of time successfully broke through the Mahayana peak, and no time was wasted."

Thanks to thirty thousand years of time, Su Ruoxue successfully advanced to the Mahayana pinnacle.

After such a long period of retreat, Su Ruoxue has not only increased his cultivation base, but also his strength should not be underestimated.

"It's not painful to stay for so long."

Shen Lang stroked the woman's profile, and solemnly said: "Xue'er, I will take you out soon. The Three Realms are vast and rich. I will accompany you wherever you want to go in the future."

"Xue'er has no requirements. As long as you are by your side, it is good to go anywhere."

Su Ruoxue lay softly in Shen Lang's arms and whispered: "By the way, Shen Lang, compared to my boring years, you can talk about your experience."

"It's not so much an experience as it is a coincidence."

Shen Lang smiled indifferently and told about his past experience.

He told Su Ruoxue all the many dangerous and weird things he encountered after leaving Guangtian Palace.

Su Ruoxue was trapped for too long, and she became very interested when she heard Shen Lang talk about it.

She frowned whenever she heard that Shen Lang was in danger, and smiled knowingly when she heard that Shen Lang was turning into good fortune.

"My experience is almost like this. Now the Three Realms Tribulation is about to come. I just happened to pick you up Xueer more than a thousand years ago when the Tribulation came, and we will have plenty of time to prepare at that time." Shen Lang said seriously. .

Su Ruoxue has never been out of this Guangtian Palace since her ascension, and she does not have a deep concept of the Three Realms Tribulation, but after hearing Shen Lang's description of such a danger, her face has become a little dignified, and said: "Shen Lang, you will arrange Just fine, Cher will listen to you."