[Shen Wang] Banana deer

Chapter 33

Shen Lang hugged Wang Lianhua and ran in the bamboo forest. He never thought that a small pipa would be so scary.

After running for a while, he felt the person in his arms move slightly, and quickly put him on the ground, leaning against a bamboo.I squatted down to look, and saw that the man's face was covered with sweat, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes, but the eyes were still dull, gray and dull.

Shen Lang let out a sigh of relief, pulled his shoulders, and said softly: "How do you feel?"

Wang Lianhua looked at him dumbly, but didn't speak.

Shen Lang couldn't help but pull him into his arms.

The stiff person in his arms moved.

Just one click is a fatal one.

Shen Lang's heart trembled violently.

There was a real tremor, and a sharp pain emerged from the tip of my heart.

He pushed away Wang Lianhua's body and looked down.

He saw Wang Lianhua's two slender fingers poking his heart.He looked up again to meet his eyes.

Wang Lianhua blinked her eyes, the mist in her eyes suddenly dissipated and became clear and flexible.

Shen Lang knew that Wang Lianhua finally woke up, but he suddenly didn't want him to wake up at this moment.

He fell forward and leaned into Wang Lianhua's arms. Before he was about to fall into the boundless darkness, he heard Wang Lian's voice ringing in his ears, "Shen Lang."

His heart ached again, a little more than when he pointed it.

Wang Lianhua embraced Shen Lang, almost unable to believe everything in front of her eyes.

Shen Lang was "killed" by himself.

What he just hit was the heart, Duo Luoye pointed, very strong, who can live?

Pain is real heartache.

He wasn't even sure, even at the moment when he was about to die, would he feel such pain and fear.

Maybe not.

He remembered what Lin Hexian once said, if he killed his true love with his own hands, the pain would be a hundred times more painful than dying himself a thousand or ten thousand times.

Will Shen Lang die like this?He no longer dared to think about it.

Shen Lang's two sword eyebrows were tightly wrinkled due to pain, his face was like gold paper, and his breathing could not be detected. His body was always full of warmth, but at this moment, there was only coldness left.

He stretched out his hand to feel Shen Lang's pulse.

Fortunately, there was finally a cluster of tiny flames left - the pulse still had some very weak beatings.

He held that cold hand and whispered into Shen Lang's ear: "You don't want to die."

The only answer to him was the cold wind howling through the bamboo forest.

He knew that if he wanted to save Shen Lang right now, the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill was the best.But where is this medicine so cherished?

Yes, Duan Jiazhuang is looking for Duan Yu, the Duan family has a family of alchemists, Wang Lianhua remembered seeing him the last time he went to his house.

Shen Lang's current situation does not allow any further delay, Wang Lianhua was about to get up and take Shen Lang to Duanjiazhuang.

A sinister laugh suddenly sounded in front of him.

Two people came from the forest, it was Jin Buhuan and Han Ling who followed.

Jin Buhuan grinned and said: "Congratulations, Mr. Wang, you finally got your wish and killed Shen Lang."

After all, he was a little jealous of Wang Lianhua, so he just stood far away and said with a smirk: "I just don't know why, but the prince doesn't seem very happy. Tsk tsk tsk, he killed someone with his own hands, and he still has to be hypocritical. The acting skills of the prince It's getting better and better."

Han Ling stood beside him, her indifferent face full of mockery and complacency.

Wang Lianhua said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Jin Buhuan laughed loudly, "Young Master Wang's mouth is very hard. Unfortunately, we saw everything and heard everything. After that, we will talk about it everywhere, just say that Wang Lianhua went crazy and killed him. Shen Lang, but he was so sad that he was dying, it was so interesting. What can you do with us? Shen Lang protects you, we still have some fears, you are alone? Do you think I will still be afraid of you!" At the end , his voice has become vicious.

Wang Lianhua was expressionless, but her mind was forcing herself to think of a way to take Shen Lang away quickly, but Han Ling had already quietly stood opposite Jin Buhuan, posing an attacking posture, sandwiching the two of them .

If he was alone, he might still be able to fight against the two of them, but at this moment with Shen Lang, he would never be able to leave.

How to do?

He lowered his eyes to look at Shen Lang, under his wrist, his pulse was extremely weak, like the last bit of strength that a moth landed on a flame and struggled out of.

From the corner of Wang Lianhua's eyes, she saw the footsteps of the two people moving slightly, and she sneered, "If you move again, the secret hidden by Happy King will probably follow me."

Jin Buhuan laughed and said: "Okay, okay, I won't move, you tell the secret of the treasure now, take out that painting, we let you go, but Shen Lang has to stay."

Wang Lianhua said lightly: "Impossible."

Jin Buhuan was speechless, "Look at you, we just need to capture you back now and use some means. Are you afraid that you won't tell the secret of the treasure? As for Shen Lang, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies."

Jin Buhuan winked, Han Ling jumped up and attacked Wang Lianhua.

Wang Lianhua embraced Shen Lang with one hand, raised her other hand, and three cold lights shot out, hitting Han Ling.

The hidden weapon was coming too fast, Han Ling froze, Wang Lianhua had already embraced Shen Lang and fled to the right, her white clothes fluttered, and her posture was graceful, even if he had excellent lightness skills, but at this moment with a person, she couldn't help being a bit slower .When he moved over, Jin Buhuan was already waiting there, and the green glow on the long sword was flickering.

Wang Lianhua took out a folding fan from her waist, unfolded it with a clatter, and swung the gold in exchange for a sharp sword.

With a flick of Jin Buhuan's sword tip, he stabbed back at Shen Lang who was in Wang Lianhua's arms.

Wang Lianhua had no choice but to twist her body to protect Shen Lang behind her.

This time, Han Ling had also attacked in front of her, the cold sword in her leg was so sharp that it barely brushed against Wang Lianhua's chest.

Wang Lianhua knew that these two people were jealous of the secret hidden by Happy King, so she simply opened her door and only focused on protecting Shen Lang.

The two of them also knew his weakness, so they didn't attack him directly, the sword light flickered, it just circled around Shen Lang's neck, making him uncertain.

The sword in Han Ling's leg was swift and fierce, and Jin Buhuan was also very difficult to deal with.Wang Lianhuarao's martial arts are superior to those of the two, and she has also glimpsed the key to deciphering the sword in the leg, but it is very difficult to protect Shen Lang and herself.After a while, he was already clumsy on the left and right, and it was difficult to parry.

Secretly feel that this time may be doomed.

The sword in Han Ling's leg came to Shen Lang's neck again.At this moment, it was too late to lead him to dodge, Wang Lianhua's heart swayed, she simply let go of her hand, and let Shen Lang slide down a few feet by herself, but this time, she sent her arm to Han Ling's sword.

If the sword is stabbed firmly, his arm will be lost, but he can't take care of these things anymore.

He gritted his teeth, waiting for the sword to penetrate.

There was only a jingle, and the clear sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded.

Of course Wang Lianhua's arms were not made of iron.

Because another thing made of iron had bumped into Laijian at this critical moment, and when it hit, it stuck Han Ling's "leg".

There are not many weapons in the world that can restrain the sword in Han Ling's leg, but there are still some, that is the magnetic wine gourd of the panda.

The panda came, and at this critical moment, the situation was instantly reversed.

He jumped forward, with arrogance, and shouted: "What a sword in the leg, I can restrain you once, and I can restrain you twice." Although his iron gourd has stuck to Han Ling's leg, But the empty hand still went to grab Han Ling's hand like lightning.

He still clearly remembered that Han Ling not only had two swords, but also a third and a fourth.

A kill, a life-saving.

As long as he restrained his hand, even if he had a hundred swords, he could never save his life.

Han Ling thought he had a sure chance of winning, but the appearance of Panda'er was beyond his expectation. He was restrained by Panda'er with just one move, and he couldn't move anymore.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jin Buhuan was about to run away, when he heard a woman screaming coquettishly, she rushed in front of him in an instant, with both fists and palms out.It was Zhu Qiqi.

Although her skill is not profound, she is very imposing, and for a while she forced Jin Buhuan to retreat in successive defeats.

Panda'er restrained Han Ling with one move, and then rushed over to help Zhu Qiqi, so Jin Buhuan was their opponent.

Trying to block a few moves, he heard him yell, "Shen Lang is dead, you don't want to go see him yet."

Zhu and Xiong turned pale with shock, Jin Buhuan took advantage of the moment when the two were distracted, moved his body, and performed the highest stunt in his life - to escape, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhu and Xiong turned around to look, only to find that Wang Lianhua had also left with Shen Lang.

Panda Er said: "He said that Shen Lang is dead, is it true?"

Zhu Qiqi said sadly: "Whether it's true or not, I believe Wang Lianhua will try her best to save him."

Panda Er wondered: "It's just that Shen Lang has such high martial arts? How could he be injured by Han Ling and Jin Buchang?" He said anxiously to Zhu Qiqi: "Let's go and chase them now, there should be time."

Zhu Qiqi smiled lightly, although the smile was a bit sad, but it was a little more relieved, "We naturally have our own affairs to do, and let them handle their own affairs."

Panda didn't seem to understand her words, "They? You mean Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua?"

Seeing him standing there in bewilderment, Zhu Qiqi couldn't help but smile, and went to hold his hand, "Cat, let's go."

His palm was full of thick calluses, it was not comfortable to hold it, but it was so unbearably warm that Zhu Qiqi was reluctant to let go.

Panda was held by her hand, so he had to follow her obediently, blushing, and asked dully: "Where are you going? Qiqi."

Zhu Qiqi smiled and said, "Isn't it the same where you go?"

Panda thought to himself, it is indeed the same, as long as it is with you.