"I don't know why I care about you."

Shen Lang grinned: "There are very few people who can make me care about, maybe I think you are pitiful."

Although he knew that this man was as cold as Ice, after hearing this, Hongyue felt a little disappointed and turned her head aside: "I don't need you to be pitiful, and I don't want to treat it as a burden to you, please leave."

"Then I want to pity you?" Shen Lang leaned forward and raised Hongyue's chin.

Looking at Shen Lang's slightly cold and rebellious smile, a hint of panic and helplessness flashed through the red moon's starry eyes.

Shen Lang stared straight at the woman's delicate pretty face, buried his head, and was about to kiss her.

Hongyue's delicate body trembled slightly, and she wanted to dodge, but when she saw a soft light in Shen Lang's eyes, Hongyue hesitated, and she could feel that Shen Lang was from the bottom of her heart.

"Does he like himself?"

Hongyue is still extremely confident about her appearance, but she doesn't think that Shen Lang is the kind of man who is moved when she sees a beautiful woman. Hongyue also has an inexplicable feeling about Shen Lang.

Maybe this man took her away for the first time, but Hongyue didn't hate him. Instead, she felt that she owed Shen Lang. Because Shen Lang gave her freedom, and this time she saved her.

At this moment, Hongyue's mind was very confused and she had an inexplicable impulse. She did not avoid it, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for Shen Lang's kiss nervously, with a hint of anticipation in her heart.

But the next moment, Hongyue didn't feel Shen Lang kissing him.

"Tsk, this is really the time to come!" Shen Lang snorted a little unhappy.

Hongyue opened her eyes.

Shen Lang lowered his voice and said to her: "Hongyue, the guys you mentioned are here."

"Where?" Hongyue asked softly.

Suddenly, four men in strong outfits appeared in front of Shen Lang and Hongyue.

"Hmph, Hongyue, I finally caught you this time!" A slightly obese martial artist said with a grim smile.

Hongyue's pretty face changed slightly, and her face Ruohanshuang said, "Hmph, you are really gloomy!"

"Damn it, you little bitch dare to be arrogant? Do you believe it or not, and rape it first, then kill it?" The strong man in the head said with a sinister expression.

"Brother, there is also a yellow-haired boy!" A man with a pockmarked face pointed at Shen Lang and shouted.

The strong man looked at Shen Lang a few times and snorted: "Boy, who are you?"

"You are those guys sent by Wang Tiangu?" Shen Lang glanced at the four men in front of him and asked coldly.

That strong man is a six-star master, probably in his late stages of cultivation.

The other three are five-star masters in the middle of the ranks. Shen Lang can slap two of them with one palm, which is not worth mentioning.

The strong man looked at Shen Lang a few times and instinctively felt that this kid was not simple, and he didn't know why he felt this way.

In front of a yellow-haired boy, the strong man suddenly felt a little embarrassed and immediately shouted: "Boy, are you the helper you found by this bitch? If you are aware of your feelings, get out of here!"

"Put my mouth cleaner!" Shen Lang said with a cold smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, the four martial artists were immediately angry.

"Looking for death!" The man with a pockmarked face was furious.

The strong man shouted gloomy: "Kill this little face first, then catch the bitch Hongyue, remember not to kill him. That bitch is a beauty, let me enjoy it first and then hand it over to the elder!"

"superior!"

Three five-star masters beside the strong man rushed up, with a hint of contempt and disdain on his lips.

Shen Lang rebelled against his true energy, raised his left palm, drew a semicircular arc track in the air, and pushed forward with all his strength, and used his best killer move to the Snowflake Palm, Feng Dao and Frost Sword.

"boom!"

In the dense forest, the heavy sound was deafening, the ground seemed to be trembling, and an unrivaled sharp palm wind blasted forward, and the trees around were blowing around.

The three of them were frightened by the sudden huge and cold palm wind, but it was too late. Shen Lang's palm wind instantly swallowed the three of them.

The unrivaled palm wind shattered the three of them, and layers of blood mist even spread in the center of the palm wind.

"ah!"

The tragic wailing of the three people could be heard vaguely.

After the palm wind, the soil on the ground was bumpy, forming countless small pits of large and small.

The three martial artists were already covered in blood and blood, and they were terrible. They could not see the shape of a person clearly. They could not die anymore, and there was a layer of frost on their bodies.

Kill in one blow!

Seeing this terrifying scene, the strong man behind him took a breath of cold air, wondering if he had seen an hallucination. However, he could feel a thick internal force from the palm wind that Shen Lang attacked.

Hongyue was also extremely shocked. She had never seen such powerful internal palm techniques as the master! She had only heard from her master that Shen Lang's strength had reached a state that she could not imagine.

The strong man really never thought that such a young boy had such terrifying strength, which was fucking unscientific!

He had never seen a martial arts practitioner in the realm of Inquiry. Martial practitioners of this level were disdainful to be born, but from the move that Shen Lang had just revealed, only a martial arts practitioner in the realm of Inquiry could strike such a powerful palm.

The strong man seemed to suddenly think of something terrifying, pointed at Shen Lang, and trembled all over, "You...you are a martial arts practitioner in the Question Realm!"

"I just realized now that you were not crazy just now?" Shen Lang sarcastically.

Martial arts cultivator in the Questioning Realm? Hongyue was shocked again. It turned out that Shen Lang had reached the level of the Questioning Realm. No wonder a palm wind could have such terrifying power from the air.

Damn, he is actually a master of the Assassination Realm!

The strong man was so scared that he pissed and ran away.

"I still want to run?"

Shen Lang smiled coldly, and his whole body rushed forward like a shadow, kicking it out, hitting the back of the strong man.

With a dull "dong", the strong man "takes off", his body flew more than ten meters away uncontrollably, and hit a big tree heavily.

With this brute force alone, the strong man broke his ribs and his whole body was covered with deep fear. He was not kicked by someone. He was simply kicked hard by an African wild elephant.

The strong man fell to the ground and screamed, unable to climb up, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

Shen Lang stepped forward, stretched his right hand, grabbed the strong man's neck like lightning, and pressed heavily on a tree.
Chapter completed!