Chapter 1367: Murder of husband

"The son!"
Xiao Rou exclaimed and immediately turned into a white light, catching Shen Lang who had fallen.
Shen Lang was seriously injured, and his whole body had passed out in a coma.
Xiao Rou carried Shen Lang on her back, hugged Su Ruoxue, and led the two of them away from the deserted Yunling Mountain, and flew towards a barren mountain to the west.
Five days later.
Shen Lang only recovered from his coma.
He opened his eyes in a daze, his brain still dizzy, Shen Lang shook his groggy head, and Xiaorou's anxious face came into view.
"Master, you are awake." Xiaorou's beautiful eyes lit up, she immediately moved forward and helped Shen Lang up.
"Where are we...?" Shen Lang's voice was a little hoarse.
"Don't worry, son, this is just a cave in a barren mountain, far away from Yunling Mountain, it's safe." Xiao Rou said with a serious face.
Looking around, it was a crude cave, which should have been opened up by Xiao Rou at will.
There are two stone beds in the cave. Shen Lang is sitting on one of them at the moment, and on the other is a beautiful woman in a white dress, unconscious.
"Xue'er!" Shen Lang exclaimed, immediately remembering to go over and take a look.
"Don't worry, son. Sister Su was only stimulated by the blood charm and divine light. She was temporarily unconscious and can wake up in a few days at most." Xiao Rou pressed Shen Lang's shoulder and signaled him not to move.
Shen Lang took a deep breath, sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and said: "Okay. Xiao Rou, how many days have I been in a coma?"
"Five days. The son was injured too badly before, and I am really worried about Xiaorou! Fortunately, the self-healing body of the son has slowly recovered on its own." Xiaorou patted, revealing a frightened expression.
Shen Lang has the Sacred Yang War Qi Protector, which is a self-healing body, and he does not need any healing medicine to gradually recover from his injuries.
The main reason for the slow recovery is that the injury was too serious. Overdrawing his vital energy and suffering too serious injuries, even if his physical body is strong, it is really overwhelming.
In short, Su Ruoxue found it, and the big rock in Shen Lang's heart was also put down.
The only thing that made him puzzled and depressed was why Su Ruoxue had forgotten herself? This answer can only be asked from Su Ruoxue.
Shen Lang turned his gaze to the beautiful woman on the stone bed, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes. No matter how she became, she was always his favorite woman.
Xiao Rou caught the change in Shen Lang's expression, and her emotions were a bit complicated. Although Shen Lang in her eyes is empathetic and righteous, he has always been indifferent and speechless, arbitrarily arrogant, and has never shown such gentle eyes and expressions.
It seems that my own master has a deep love for Sister Su. Otherwise, I wouldn't have done such a crazy thing to vent and ruin the entire Yunling Mountain.
To make Shen Lang so desperate, Xiao Rou suddenly envied Su Ruoxue.
"My son, you just woke up, and your injury is far from fully recovered. Let's rest for a while." Xiao Rou picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Shen Lang's forehead.
"Thanks for your hard work, Xiaorou." Shen Lang grabbed Xiaorou's slender arm and said sternly.
"The son is too far apart. Don't we, the master and the servant, support each other? Even Xiaorou should take care of you." Xiaorou lowered her head, a little shy.
Shen Lang sighed and said: "No, Xiaorou, I still want to thank you. If it wasn't for you this time, I would definitely not be able to save Su Ruoxue. Xiaorou, I still owe you too much, you follow me, It will only continue to encounter trouble."
This time, Yunling Mountain was destroyed, and it was not known whether he would be targeted by the so-called Nanlu Twelve Caves, and Shen Lang had a headache.
"No, Xiaorou likes to roam with the son, as long as the son doesn't dislike my low strength." Xiaorou said while biting her teeth.
"Okay. As long as you follow me, this son will definitely protect your safety." Shen Lang smiled.
"Actually, Xiao Rou is sure to break through the eighth level of cultivation in fifty years, and I can protect the son of you in the future!" Xiao Rou pursed her mouth, a little unconvinced.
"Yeah." Shen Lang smiled and stroked her head.
Xiaorou blushed and immediately said, "By the way, Xiaorou had found two things in Yunling Mountain before."
After speaking, she took out a storage ring and a red flag from her arms.
"This is Pei Qing's storage ring, as well as an ancient treasure of Wang Taichong, the supreme head of Yunling Mountain. This ancient treasure of the banner is so powerful that the son can use it. As for the storage ring of Wang Taichong and Liu Fei , Has been destroyed." Xiaorou explained.
Storage rings are still relatively fragile. Before Liu Fei's storage ring was destroyed by the congenital clutch light, Wang Taichong Yuanying blew himself up and destroyed his storage ring, which is a pity.
Shen Lang said solemnly: "Xiao Rou, I haven't given you any magic weapon or other items for self-defense. You can use these two things yourself. You should be able to use them in the future."
Xiao Rou was surprised for a while, frowning: "My son, Xiao Rou is currently low in strength and doesn't need these things."
"No, the magic weapon on my body is enough, and it is unnecessary to use these things. It's better to use it for you, sometimes it can help me." Shen Lang said sternly.
"Okay son." Xiaorou nodded slightly, took back the two things, and shed blood on the storage ring and the Gubao Red Sun flag to recognize the master.
There are so many things in Pei Qing's storage ring, and Xiao Rou can be regarded as inheriting all the mantle of an early Yuan Ying monk.
After the master and servant chatted for a while, Shen Lang began to meditate and rest.
After so many days of recovery, although his physical trauma is completely healed, his internal injuries are still serious. Especially in order to stimulate Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella's depleted natural energy, it is difficult to recover within a few months.
Shen Lang is fine now, and is simply recovering from meditation, waiting for Su Ruoxue to wake up.
Three days later, the woman finally opened her eyes.
"Xue'er, are you awake?" Shen Lang sat beside Su Ruoxue, gently moving the woman's messy silk hair.
The first time Su Ruoxue woke up, she saw Shen Lang, and this man was making such an intimate action to herself.
With a "pop", Su Ruoxue shook off Shen Lang's arm in shame and anger, instinctively backed a few steps, and said softly: "Smelly man, don't touch me!"
"Xue'er, what's the matter with you?" Shen Lang frowned, why did Su Ruoxue in front of him treat herself as a stranger.
"Ding!"
Su Ruoxue sacrificed an ancient treasure flying sword for the first time and placed it on Shen Lang's neck. The breath was cold and cold, but there was a trace of doubt and confusion in her beautiful eyes.
"Xue'er, are you trying to murder your husband?" Shen Lang was a little speechless.
"Huh, who is your husband? You haven't proved to me whether this girl really knew you before!" Su Ruoxue snorted coldly, her delicate pretty face with a trace of coldness that could not be removed.