This scene is very similar to the last time Shen Lang helped Feng Luan drive away the Gu, and Feng Luan seemed to understand Shen Lang's previous behavior.

"The needle path rises along the spine, piercing the spine, the center, the tendons, the yang, the spiritual platform, the Shinto, the body pillar, the Tao Dao, the large vertebrae, the stump, the Fengfu, the brain, the strong room, the back top, and finally to the top door of the Baihui acupoint. ”

Shen Lang said weakly, while Feng Luan seriously pricked him with needles to penetrate his true qi.

After a while, one hundred and eight silver needles were all pierced on Shen Lang's body, and Shen Lang sat on the ground and began to heal his body by himself according to the method of the Ice Spirit Needle Technique.

Shen Lang only left a sentence for Feng Luan: "Within two days, don't disturb me!"

Feng Luan didn't bother Shen Lang, she sorted out her emotions and finally calmed down.

However, as soon as he remembered the scene where he helped Shen Lang undress just now, Feng Luan still had a strong sense of shame in his heart, maybe he was too conservative as Hongyue said.

The bottom of the cliff is not big or small, within a radius of several miles, Feng Luan tried to find a way out.

In less than an hour, Feng Luan had already checked all around, and he was in a bad mood.

The bottom of this cliff, sandwiched between two mountain peaks, is equivalent to an enclosed space, almost the size of ten football fields.

You can't even look up at the sky, you can only see the white mist above the mountain peaks, giving people an eerie feeling. Fortunately, the environment in this place is not bad, there is more vegetation, and the scenery is pleasant.

Standing on a boulder somewhere at the bottom of the cliff, Feng Luan could see the condition of the cliff above.

The two peaks are seven or eight hundred meters high, and the cliffs below are steep and smooth because of the perennial humidity.

It's easy to go down, but hard to go up.

Even if Feng Luan is a master in the middle of the realm, it is extremely difficult to climb the cliff with light skills, and it is estimated that only a master of the transformation realm can do it.

Of course, if there is a rope, it is not difficult for Feng Luan to go up.

Feng Luan looked up, her beautiful eyes shrank, and she suddenly found that Yin Zhiping was actually overlooking the bottom of the cliff on a cliff, and Yin Zhiping was still holding a rope in his hand.

"It's you!" Feng Luanjiao snorted, her face was like frost, and her body exuded a cold murderous aura.

Hearing Feng Luan's voice, Yin Zhiping was a little surprised. But not only was he not afraid, but there was a surprise in his heart anyway, Feng Luan really didn't die!

"Yin Zhiping, have the courage to come down for me!" Feng Luan shouted loudly. ^

Yin Zhiping smiled obscenely, he was not stupid enough to climb down the bottom of the cliff to find Feng Luan, but happily climbed up along the rope.

Feng Luan is a master in the middle of the realm, Yin Zhiping knows that he will definitely not be able to defeat this beauty, but he has a way to force Feng Luan to comply.

I don't know if Hongyue is dead, even if she is dead, there is still a Feng Luan.

Yin Zhiping has never played with a female cultivator who is higher than himself, just thinking about Feng Luan's fireworks that do not eat the world, Yin Zhiping has a different kind of stimulation.

Of course, Yin Zhiping would not call Feng Luan up, he was not so stupid, he already had a plan in his heart.

As for whether Shen Lang is dead or not, Yin Zhiping doesn't care at all.

The bottom of this cliff is almost a sinkhole-like existence, except for the cliffs on both sides, there is no way to climb up on all sides.

Even if you are a master of the transformation realm, you can't go without eating or drinking for a long time.

Even if Shen Lang didn't die, he could starve Shen Lang to death in ten days and half a month.

It didn't matter if Shen Lang starved to death, but Yin Zhiping was reluctant to starve Feng Luan to death, so he immediately went to the Tianjimen canteen, found the chef who was cooking, and gave a few instructions.

Feng Luan tried to climb the cliff several times, but failed each time, and almost fell a few times.

The cliff was too wet and smooth to climb.

It wasn't until the evening that Feng Luan gave up his efforts and was physically and mentally exhausted.

I don't know who threw a black box from the cliff, Feng Luan stepped forward vigilantly, opened it and looked at it, it was actually a meal.

Braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, green vegetables and carrots, all the color and flavor. Smelling it opens up the appetite.

Feng Luan secretly sneered in her heart, her mind was much higher than that of ordinary people, and she knew that the food must have been thrown down by that Yin Zhiping, and most of it was poisoned.

In order to paralyze Yin Zhiping, Feng Luan took the meal, found a hidden place and poured it secretly, and then placed the empty box on the big stone.

At night, the bottom of the cliff is gray, and only the big rock can see the bright starry sky in the sky.

Feng Luan went to see Shen Lang's situation, and saw that his breath was slowly steady, and his heart also settled down.

On the second day, the third day, Yin Zhiping still threw food down, but Feng Luan still didn't eat it.

The compressed biscuits that Feng Luan had brought before were in Hongyue, and there was no food on her.

She hadn't eaten for almost two days, and although she was hungry, she could bear it.

Every time he threw down food, Yin Zhiping would climb down and observe the situation at the bottom of the cliff.

Yin Zhiping didn't see the shadows of Shen Lang and Hongyue at the bottom of the cliff, but only saw Feng Luan alone, and he felt that Shen Lang and Hongyue must have died.

And the food he threw down was wiped out every time, and it must have been eaten by Feng Luan.

Yin Zhiping gradually couldn't hold it back, although he was only in the early stage of the realm, and he was not Feng Luan's opponent.

However, these days, he would throw food from the top of the cliff every day, and these foods were filled with the special breath-holding dispersion made by the Heavenly Machine Gate.

After eating these foods that contain qi, Wu Xiu's true qi will be restrained for a long time, and he will be able to lose his cultivation within half a month.

Feng Luan didn't eat those foods, they were all made for Yin Zhiping to see. She felt that Yin Zhiping would definitely climb off the cliff when the time came, and she and Shen Lang would be saved at that time.

On the third night, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes from meditation, and the countless silver needles all over his body were bubbling with white gas.

Feng Luan noticed the movement and immediately walked over and said in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Shen Lang twisted his neck: "It's okay, you won't die!"

After speaking, Shen Lang tried to stand up, there was still some pain in various parts of his body, but it no longer hindered his movement.

Thanks to the black true qi in his dantian, he cooperated with the Divine Illumination Sutra to provoke a protective body cyclone, otherwise Shen Lang's life and death were unknown.

Shen Lang felt more and more that the black ring in his hand was definitely not an ordinary thing, but fortunately, it was this treasure that saved his life.

Feng Luan turned his head, his pretty face was flushed, and he snorted: "Some shameless guys, it's better to put on your clothes first before talking." ”

Only then did Shen Lang realize that he was still naked, and he was a little embarrassed, so he immediately put on his own clothes.

"Have the people from Tianji Gate been here?" asked Shen Lang, scratching his head.

"No, but that Yin Zhiping has come down every day to deliver food. Feng Luan said lightly.

She told Shen Lang what had happened.

Shen Lang nodded, this woman is quite witty.

"It's not like staying here for long, Yue'er is still in the Misty Isles, we need to find her quickly. Shen Lang said.