Pirate's Infinite Wings

After all, almost no one talks to him here these days, even if he is suffocated.

Hua Yan is a person who doesn't talk much. Generally, if you talk to you about something, it must be something that he thinks is more important. If you fight with him at this time, you just wait to get hurt by his poisonous needle.

And Ye Gucheng was seriously injured, so naturally he was even more unmotivated to tell you if there were any of these. Therefore, for so long, he has hardly said more than ten sentences, which simply broke his record for so many years.

"Brother Fang, you finally came back!" A big hug, but Fang Lang didn't have too much expression on his face, but he didn't refuse.Just letting him move, Lu Xiaofeng smirked. He also knew Fang Lang's personality, so he didn't really care about it. He just waited for so many days and finally came back, a little happy.

Ye Gucheng naturally saw Fang Lang too, but now his injuries are getting worse and he can still get out of bed at the beginning, but now it is very difficult to say a word.Therefore, naturally there is no strength to say anything.

There is still less than a month before the day of their decisive battle.The rivers and lakes are all looking forward to their stop. He doesn't want to be unable to hold it up before the decisive battle, and he will die on September 15th.

This was his last dignity. Fang Lang knew what Ye Gucheng thought in his heart, but he didn't want Ye Gucheng to hold such a negative attitude. It would be the best to get better. If not, he would be happy. Survival is the most important thing.

Why care about the eyes of others so much?Others cannot be responsible for your life, they will only give you a useless look and interfere with your current comfortable life. It's just that Ye Gucheng is the best person, but he knows best, and wants him to listen to his suggestions. It was impossible, so Fang Lang didn't have to bother with his own words.

Now he can only pin his hopes on Ye Gucheng's body. As long as he gets better, he will definitely be able to regain his fighting spirit, and then he will have a stronger will to live. This is what he has to do now.

Fang Lang took out the iron box he was carrying, and what was inside was the half of the snow lion's tail.The blood stain has dried up, but it still shows this kind of more vitality. After such a long time, the fur is still so smooth.

If an ordinary animal is injured, its fur without blood supply will automatically dry out, but the fur of this snow lion is very tough...

Not only did it show no signs of leaving it, but it also kept it perfectly. When it was first cut off, except for the blood stains, there was hardly any difference. Perhaps this is where the snow lion is strong.

Hua Yan stretched out his hand and took it, put it in his hand and looked at it for a while. After a while, he nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that he wanted something. "Yes, that's it. Fang Lang, I didn't expect you to be so fast. !" Hua Yan said sincerely.

Lu Xiaofeng curiously looked at Wang Huayan's direction and looked curious. He had long heard that the snow lion was a beast on the mountain. This time, if time is not urgent, he is really interested in seeing Fang Lang together. The snow lion is very elegant.

However, this small tail is too short, Lu Xiaofeng can't imagine the appearance of a complete snow lion at all, just looking at the color of the coat, it is definitely top grade, if you have the opportunity, you must go to see one see.

"Brother Fang, the snow lion can be handled well." Of course, for ordinary people, whether the snow lion can handle well, that is a question that you don't need to ask, but Fang Lang has the strength, he knows better than anyone. That's why I asked.

Fang Lang nodded, his expression seemed a little hesitant.Lu Xiaofeng couldn't catch him at once. "The snow lion is very spiritual and difficult to deal with." In fact, it is not difficult for him to take his life, but after all, the snow lion has never hurt him, so naturally there is no need to do so.

Hua Yan brought Fang Lang back and hid the box cautiously. He could see that he treasured this thing very much.After all, being able to use this as a medicinal material is very helpful for Ye Gucheng's injury to heal.Not only that, but it can also speed up his physical recovery.

This was very useful for the battle on September 15th.Naturally, Fang Lang was also very concerned about cannibalism. Even if he was not by Lu Xiaofeng's side, it would not be a problem to rely on him alone.

Lu Xiaofeng had already handed the stamens of the cannibal flowers to Huayan to extract Chinese medicine. Naturally, he couldn't get anything out.It's just that the stamens are so beautiful that Lu Xiaofeng can already paint them. If he can express them with his own three-inch tongue, it will not be a very difficult task, plus she herself is willing to do so.

"Where is your stamen?" Fang Lang asked.Lu Xiaofeng twitched the corners of his mouth, naturally he had been waiting for Fang Lang's words for a long time, and now he finally got his wish.The joy was overwhelming, and Fang Lang pretended not to see it.

Lu Xiaofeng coughed slightly and concealed his emotions a bit.In a tone that he thought was very, very calm, he said, "It's nothing, the broken flower is not my opponent at all, and I can solve it with all the effort."

Seeing his triumphant expression, Fang Lang smiled unconsciously.It’s just that Huayan’s skill in mending the sword is perfectly displayed at this moment: "Oh, is there such a thing? Who was calling me to take medicine yesterday, it seems that I am dizzy."

After speaking, without even looking at Lu Xiaofeng, he began to fiddle with her own medicine.Lu Xiaofeng's Detian acupoint was already beating slightly, and he could see that he was a little excited, and then he immediately opened his mouth to defend his dignity: "There are always minor injuries. You got it wrong."

If you don't admit it, of course you can't admit it.It's just that Fang Lang didn't want to pursue this matter, because it didn't make any sense at all, and there was no need to go into it. After all, the result was satisfactory...