This scene was very similar to the last time Shen Lang helped Feng Luan drive away the poison. Feng Luan seemed to have some understanding of Shen Lang's previous behavior.

"The needle route rises along the spine, prick the middle, the center, the tendons shrink, reach the yang, Lingtai, Shendao, Body pillar, Taodao, Dazhui, Limen, Fengfu, Naohu, Qiangjian, Back-top, and finally to the Baihui point of the top gate."

Shen Lang said weakly, Feng Luan seriously acupunctured him and penetrated his true energy.

After a while, all 108 silver needles were pierced on Shen Lang. Shen Lang sat on the ground and began to heal his body by following the method of the Ice Soul Needle Technique.

Shen Lang only left one sentence for Feng Luan: "Don't disturb me within two days!"

Feng Luan did not disturb Shen Lang. She sorted out her emotions and finally calmed down.

However, when Feng Luan thought of the scene he helped Shen Lang take off his clothes just now, he still felt a strong sense of shame in his heart. Perhaps as Hongyue said, he was too conservative.

The bottom of the cliff is not big or small, and it is several miles apart, Feng Luan tries to find a way out.

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

The bottom of the cliff is just sandwiched between two peaks, which is equivalent to a closed space, with an area of ​​about ten football fields.

Even if you look up, you can’t see the sky. You can only see the white fog above the mountain, giving people a gloomy feeling. Fortunately, the environment here is pretty good, there are a lot of vegetation and pleasant scenery.

Standing on a huge rock somewhere at the bottom of the cliff, Feng Luan could see the situation of the cliff above.

The two peaks are seven or eight hundred meters high, and the cliff below looks steep and smooth due to the year-round humidity.

It's easy to get down and difficult to get up.

Even if Feng Luan is a mid-stage expert in the Interrogation Realm, it is extremely difficult to climb up the cliff with his light skills. It is estimated that only a master in 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 and looked up, her beautiful eyes shrank. She suddenly found that Yin Zhiping was actually looking down at the bottom of the cliff on a cliff. Yin Zhiping was still holding a rope in his hand.

"It's you!" Feng Luanjiao shouted, her face was as cold as frost, and her whole body was filled with a cold murderous aura.

Yin Zhiping was a little surprised when he heard Feng Luan's voice. But not only was he not afraid, he was also surprised in his heart. Feng Luan was indeed not dead!

"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 climbed up along the rope happily.

Feng Luan is a master in the middle stage of the Inquiry Realm. Yin Zhiping knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat this beauty, but he had a way to force Feng Luan to surrender.

I don’t know if Hongyue died, even if she died, there was still Feng Luan.

Yin Zhiping had never played female cultivator with higher cultivation than himself. Just thinking about Feng Luan's appearance of being unparalleled, Yin Zhiping felt a different kind of excitement.

Of course, Yin Zhiping would not call Feng Luan up. He was not that stupid yet. He already had a plan in his mind.

As for whether Shen Lang died, Yin Zhiping didn't care at all.

The bottom of the cliff is almost like a sinkhole. Apart from the cliff walls on both sides, there is no way to climb up.

Even masters of the realm of transformation cannot avoid eating or drinking for a long time.

Even if Shen Lang is not dead, waiting for ten days and half a month will make Shen Lang starve to death.

It doesn't matter if Shen Lang starved to death, but Yin Zhiping was reluctant to starve Feng Luan to death. He immediately went to the Tianjimen Canteen, found the chef who cooked the dishes, and gave a few instructions.

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

The cliff is too wet and smooth, and it is difficult to climb up.

It was not until the evening that Feng Luan gave up her efforts and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Someone threw a black box from the cliff, and Feng Luan stepped forward vigilantly, opened it and saw that it was actually food inside.

Braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, vegetables and carrots, all in color, fragrance and taste. It makes people's appetite open when smelling it.

Feng Luan sneered in her heart. She was much more intelligent than ordinary people. She knew that Yin Zhiping must have thrown the food down, and most of the poison was probably put inside.

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

At night, the bottom of the cliff was covered with gray, and only the big stone could see the bright starry sky in the sky.

Feng Luan went to see Shen Lang's situation. Seeing that his breath was slowly calming, his heart also calmed down.

The next day and the third day, Yin Zhiping still threw down the food, but Feng Luan still didn't eat it.

The compressed biscuits Feng Luan had brought before were on Hongyue, and she had no food on her body.

She hadn't had dinner for almost two days, and although she was hungry, she could still 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 did not see the shadows of Shen Lang and Hongyue at the bottom of the cliff, but only saw Feng Luan alone. He felt that Shen Lang and Hongyue must have been dead.

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

Yin Zhiping gradually couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, although his cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Inquiry 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 the food was specially made by Tianjimen.

After eating these foods that contain breathing, the true qi of the martial arts practitioner will be restrained for a long time and will lose his cultivation within half a month.

Feng Luan didn't eat those foods, and they were all made for Yin Zhiping to see. She felt that Yin Zhiping would definitely climb down the cliff when he had a certain opportunity, and she and Shen Lang would be saved.

On the third night, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes from meditation, and countless silver needles on his body were "squeezing" and breathing white air.

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

Shen Lang twisted his neck: "Fortunately, he won't die!"

After saying that, Shen Lang tried to stand up, and there was still some pain in his body, but it no longer hindered his movements.

Thanks to the black true energy in his dantian, which combined with the Shenzhao Sutra, a protective cyclone was stimulated, otherwise Shen Lang would still have life and death.

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

Feng Luan turned her head, her pretty face was filled with a hint of blush, and she snorted: "Some shameless guys should put on their clothes first before talking."

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

"Have you ever been from Tianji Sect?" Shen Lang scratched his head and asked.

"No, but that Yin Zhiping has delivered food every day." Feng Luan said lightly.

She told Shen Lang what happened.

Shen Lang nodded. This woman is still smart.
Chapter completed!