Chapter 550 (1/2)

”Master, this barbecue is delicious and juicy. It's burnt outside and tender inside. It's delicious!” In order to let Feng Luan know how delicious shenlang roast meat is, Hongyue also describes it wantonly.

Feng Luan's face is a little unnatural, but the smell of barbecue on Hongyue's hand is coming, which makes her greedy.

Where does Feng Luan like to eat compressed biscuit? Any woman, in this case, will definitely want to eat barbecue.

”You can eat it yourself. I don't want to eat meat!” Feng Luan said right and wrong.

Shen Lang came over and said with a smile: ”I said Miss Feng, do you discriminate against me like that? Don't worry, I won't poison you. ”

Feng Luan couldn't stand the smell of barbecue. She said coldly, ”if you don't want to annoy me, you'd better stay away from me!”

Seeing that Feng Luan didn't give face, Shen Lang had to give up and enjoy the barbecue.

In the evening, Hongyue lives in the tent built by the waves and has a rest.

Feng Luan hands around, leaning against a big tree.

Shen Lang stepped forward and said, ”Miss Feng, you can have a rest in the tent with Yueer. I'll watch the night.”

Feng Luan gave a cold hum and didn't speak.

”I said, we all get together. Can you stop being so vengeful?” Shen Lang said helplessly.

”Well, it's more than revenge? And I want to kill you! ” Feng Luan cold way.

Shen Lang said, ”I've never seen a woman like you who avenged her kindness.”

”I've never seen such a shameless man as you. Don't talk to me, I don't want to see your face again Feng Luan turned her head, sulky in her heart.

Feng Luan is also a woman with a clear love hate relationship. She knows that Shen Lang is trying to save her.

But Shen Lang has done that to himself, and has desecrated her

As soon as Feng Luan closed her eyes, she could remember the humiliation she had suffered that day when the waves drove the insects.

Even if she could forgive Shen Lang in her heart, she could not forgive him in her spirit.

Shen Lang is too lazy to find himself boring. He is a little bit depressed in his heart. Feng Luan is Wu Xiu in the middle of Wenjing, and his strength is stronger than him.

In front of Feng Luan, Shen Lang didn't have the strength to speak, which made him quite uncomfortable. Shen Lang secretly decided that he must break through to the middle of the situation as soon as possible.

Shen Lang found a space and closed his eyes to meditate.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

In the jungle of Misty Island, the night is low, the dew is deep, and all kinds of insects and unknown beasts call around.

At a certain time in the middle of the night, Shen Lang suddenly opened his eyes in meditation and said, ”it seems that something is coming?”

The waves felt a breath approaching.

Feng Luan, who is five or six meters away, also opens her eyes from entering the setting. Her pretty face is a little bit suspicious. She also feels that a breath is approaching rapidly.

”Hiss!”

Suddenly there was a sharp howl in the dark, and the cold hair of the waves suddenly stood up, and the blood drinking knife was set up in a hurry.

”Shua!” Feng Luan draws out the waist soft sword, the star Mou one coagulates.

The next moment.

”Kick, kick, kick!”

It's obviously the sound of something moving and crawling, and the frequency is very high.

Suddenly, a huge red centipede sprang out of the Bush, at least four or five meters long and more than half a meter wide.

”Damn it

Shen Lang was shocked. He had never seen such a big centipede, which was bigger than the African wild elephant!