Chapter 558: dying

Feng Luan was a little out of control.
Shen Lang had helped herself get rid of Gu and saved her life. But instead of feeling grateful in his heart, he hated Shen Lang deeply, and even thought of killing him several times.
Feng Luan knew in his heart that Shen Lang did not do anything indecent towards her, but instead threatened to kill him at all times.
And now, Shen Lang is willing to sacrifice his life in order to save himself.
A man can willingly give his life for a woman... Feng Luan's emotional intelligence is not low, and soon thought of a possibility.
She was very heavy in her heart, with an unforgettable sadness on her face.
Feng Luan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry Shen Lang. I didn't know that you had a love for me, and you were even willing to sacrifice your life for me. It stands to reason that you have treated me like that, and you have skin. My dear, but Feng Luan can't..."
"I have been married with my senior brother since I was a child, and I can't like other men. Shen Lang, please forgive me, I will bury you well, and avenge you by stepping on the Tianji Gate!"
Feng Luan sobbed softly, her body trembling slightly.
In the eyes of outsiders, Feng Luan has always been the kind of goddess who is cold and does not eat the fireworks in the world. This is the first time that she has shown this expression.
Feng Luan thought that Shen Lang was dead, but she didn't notice that the black ring on Shen Lang's right index finger was braving a trace of black air and entering Shen Lang's body.
Shen Lang did not die, but suffered a very serious physical injury.
Fortunately, there is a God's Scripture to protect his heart, so that Shen Lang's body avoids aggravation of his injuries, and his body falls into a short sleep.
Even so, Shen Lang still has a high probability of serious injury and death.
After the black air entered Shen Lang's dantian, all the black air currents in his dantian suddenly rotated at high speed like chicken blood.
It seems that he instinctively sensed that the host's life was dying, and produced a pure black true energy on his own to irrigate Shen Lang's whole body.
It was this stimulation that Shen Lang woke up from dormancy and coughed up a big mouthful of blood.
Shen Lang was hurt too badly. In addition to his consciousness, he was weak and couldn't even breathe.
But Shen Lang had heard what Feng Luan had just said, and this woman had some conscience.
When Feng Luan said that she and her brother were married and couldn't like herself, Shen Lang suddenly felt a little unbalanced.
Although his affection for Feng Luan has not yet risen to a kind of affection, Shen Lang still inexplicably hates Feng Luan's senior.
Hehe, he was injured and dying, and he still thought about this, Shen Lang felt a bit ridiculous.
Feng Luan was originally digging under a tree at the bottom of the cliff, and wanted to bury Shen Lang, but suddenly heard a cough from behind.
"Who!" Feng Luan held down the soft sword on his waist, turned his head vigilantly and looked back, and saw that Shen Lang suddenly stretched out a hand in the pit into which he fell!
Feng Luan was taken aback. She was sure that Shen Lang was indeed dead at the time. Could it be that he was alive again?
She hurried to the pit where Shen Lang fell. She saw blood spilling from the corners of Shen Lang's mouth, nose and ears, but she seemed to have a faint breath.
Feng Luan's beautiful eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up Shen Lang from the pit and gently sat on the ground.
Stretching out his jade hand and pressing it on Shen Lang's back, Feng Luan clenched his silver teeth, aroused the true energy in his body, and tried to heal Shen Lang.
With another strong stimulus of true energy, Shen Lang squirted another blood.
Feng Luan panicked and asked, "Shen Lang, how are you feeling!"
"I didn't die... I was going to kill you..." Shen Lang said weakly, vomiting blood one after another.
Feng Luan Huarong paled: "Yes... I'm sorry, I... what can I do to save you!"
"I have a box of silver needles in my coat, you take it out..." Shen Lang's face is like gold paper, and being able to speak like this is already his limit.
Feng Luan immediately took out a jade box from the pocket of Shen Lang's jacket, which contained 108 silver needles in rows.
"And then!" Feng Luan asked hurriedly, holding the jade box.
"Take my clothes off..." Shen Lang said weakly.
"Huh?" Feng Luan was startled.
"I want you... to help me get the needle." Shen Lang paused.
"it is good!"
Feng Luan bit her teeth and hurriedly began to help Shen Lang undress.
Shen Lang's shirt was taken off by Feng Luan, revealing solid arms and muscles, and the streamlined upper body was perfect.
Feng Luan had never undressed a man, and her face was slightly hot.
After taking off his shirt, Feng Luan looked at Shen Lang's lower body, and asked in a low voice, "You want to take off?"
Shen Lang said: "Of course, don't have one left."
There is not one left, so why not take it off there? When Feng Luan thought of this, she instinctively resisted.
"You don't want to save you... Then forget it." Shen Lang left aside a little unhappy.
Feng Luan pretty blushed, seeing that Shen Lang had closed his eyes, Feng Luan really didn't want to watch Shen Lang die.
Shen Lang gave up his life to save himself, and he still cares about it!
After taking a deep breath, Feng Luan's pretty face was flushed, but she was still more decisive to untie the belt on Shen Lang's pants.
Soon, Feng Luan untied Shen Lang's belt and took off Shen Lang's pants.
But when she was about to take off Shen Lang's last shorts, Feng Luan was really ashamed and embarrassed, and had a ideological struggle.
"Feng Luan, Shen Lang sees that you touched you to help you get rid of Gu. If it wasn't for Shen Lang to save you, you would have fallen off the cliff and died."
"Feng Luan, you are so shameless, are you worthy of your brother?"
"Feng Luan, you just watched the savior die like this, you are too cold-blooded..."
After tangling for a while, Feng Luan took off Shen Lang's last shorts, and inevitably saw something that shouldn't be seen, and the pretty face blushed with bleeding.
Although the light at the bottom of the cliff is insufficient, it is broad daylight. Shen Lang can still clearly see the extremely shameful expression on Feng Luan's face. Shen Lang is also a bit embarrassed. Feng Luan is still more conservative than he imagined.
"The silver needle pierced into the Changqiang acupoints, Yaoshu, Yangguan, Mingmen, and Xuanshu acupoints to penetrate the true Qi and form a node." Shen Lang broke the embarrassment and said weakly.
Feng Luan suppressed the shame in his heart, and according to what Shen Lang said, began to help him get the needle and breathe in true energy.
As Wu Xiu, Feng Luan naturally knows the acupuncture points of the human body.
Feng Luan's scallion jade fingers slid across Shen Lang's body, and the warm and soft feeling gave Shen Lang a different kind of stimulation and even some physiological reactions.
Of course Feng Luan knew that this was a normal reaction of men. But she still couldn't help but spit out in her heart, Shen Lang still thought about nasty things at this time, this man is true.
Although it was a startling glance, it was also imprinted in Feng Luan's mind. It is estimated that he will never forget it in this life.
Because of being too nervous and ashamed, a trace of sweat oozes from Feng Luan's Xuebai neck and her face is hot, she tried to avoid Shen Lang's one and began to help Shen Lang with needles.