"Well……"

Han Meimei opened her eyes in confusion, and what came into view was Shen Lang's big face.

"It's not a dream, there really is someone here, there really is someone other than me..." Her little hand touched Shen Lang's face.

"Don't move, you need to rest." Shen Lang held her little hand firmly.

"You seem to be poisoned and injured. What should I do?"

Although Shen Lang is Mo Yi's apprentice, Shen Lang has not learned much of Mo Yi's skills.

To put it bluntly, he has been in this world for too short a time.

Mo Yi is proficient in formations, weapon refining, alchemy, medicine, divination, and seems to know everything, while Shen Lang has only learned the skills of cultivation normally.

"I'm short of spirit stones..." Han Meimei just remembered her situation. She grabbed Shen Lang's arm and asked, "Do you have any?"

After a year, she was already out of money.

At first, she ate and drank the contents of her storage bag normally, but later she gradually found that it was not enough. Then she learned little by little how to hunt and how to survive. The current scene is the result of her hard work for more than half a year.

It can be said that this should be her most unforgettable wilderness survival class.

Although her cultivation is comparable to Shen Lang's, when it comes to survival ability, both Shen Lang and Lu Fengxian are much stronger than this greenhouse flower.

"Have……"

Without saying a word, Shen Lang took out a pile of various spirit stones, as well as some normal medicines that Mo Yi had given him, and the medicinal materials he needed for his daily healing.

"We have all of these. Take a look. What do you need?" Shen Lang filled the bed with things.

Han Meimei was so moved that she cried when she saw the supplies these people were using.

She never imagined that she would one day be able to be a human being.

"Thank you, thank you, senior brother..." Han Meimei quickly picked a few items and pulled off the clothes on her shoulders without caring whether Shen Lang was around or not.

Shen Lang quickly turned his head.

This girl is only about ten years old. If she does anything like this, she will not be a human being.

Han Meimei had survived in the wild with her child for a year and had long forgotten all this. She now had to save herself quickly.

puff...

A trickle of black blood spurted out from her shoulder.

She took out a bottle of medicine and poured some on her shoulder.

Her face became paler and paler.

After pouring the medicine, sweat soaked her vestments.

She was wearing normal underwear under her vestments, and within seconds, it looked as if they had been washed.

Her hair, which was already a little messy, became wet at this time, just like a person who was not good at sports suddenly ran 400 meters and was sweating profusely.

"call……"

Only then did Han Meimei realize that there was a man in front of her.

"Brother, please, please help me wash a towel..." Han Meimei said in a low voice.

"Okay." Shen Lang stood up and looked at the bucket. He found that there were a lot of impurities in it. "You want to use this water?"

"I'm good at fire magic, so I can boil water, but there are impurities in it. I haven't reached the Zhoutian realm yet, and I haven't learned auxiliary spells, so I don't know how to..." Han Meimei lowered her head.

She was also young, and in addition to practicing, she also had to learn medical skills. As a result, she had no time to learn other techniques.

Shen Lang said nothing, but waved his hand, and the water-based spiritual energy in the air condensed in his hand.

In less than a moment, a clean ice ball formed in his hands.

Shen Lang pulled the jar of water and prepared to pour it outside.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The little girl was startled when she saw Shen Lang was about to leave the cave.

"Pour some water. If we put this thing in the cave, the cave will be damp, right?" Shen Lang said.

"Don't, don't, don't go out..." Han Meimei completely regarded Shen Lang as her only savior.

She was very scared, afraid that Shen Lang would never come back after leaving.

After all, both she and the little girl she brought with her were burdens no matter how you looked at them.

The people of Wanhua Valley cannot abandon their companions, but she has been crying out to heaven and earth for a year and got no response, so she has long forgotten all this.

Seeing Shen Lang was like a drowning person seeing a piece of grass. He would grab it tightly and refuse to let go no matter what.

"I, I'm good at fire magic, it's okay..." Han Meimei added.

"Ok."

Shen Lang had just come from civilized society and had no experience with her, so he didn't understand her thoughts.

Shen Lang poured the water out of the jar.

Bang, bang...

Shen Lang threw two large ice balls into the water tank, and walked to the bed with the water tank: "It's up to you, don't melt too much."

"Hmm..." Han Meimei absorbed some of the spiritual power from the spirit stone, and her true energy recovered a little.

She placed her bare hands on the ice ball and it melted quickly.

Looking at her control of magic power, it is very clever, and the heat is neither more nor less.

Sure enough, field practice is a person’s best teacher.

"Hoo..." Han Meimei exhaled a breath of hot air and shook her body: "Alright."

Shen Lang washed two towels for her and handed them to her.

Han Meimei used her true energy to steam a towel dry, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Brother, can you turn around? I want to wipe my body first..."

"it is good."

…………

After struggling for nearly half an hour, Shen Lang continued to hear noises behind him.

Fortunately, Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo had slept together before, and he had extraordinary self-control, so he managed to resist the urge to look back.

"Brother, I'm fine..."

Shen Lang turned around and was stunned.

When I first met Han Meimei, her face was pale, her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was messy.

Now his clothes were obviously worn properly, and he seemed to have changed his clothes and washed his hair. His long, smooth hair was casually draped behind him, and he even had some rouge on his lips. He was completely different from the sloppy kid just now.

I have to say that girls love beauty at any age...

Chapter 212 Antecedents

"Senior brother, let me introduce myself again. I’m Han Meimei, a disciple of Elder Wu Feng from Wanhua Valley..." Han Meimei stood up and bowed to Shen Lang.

Her heart was pounding.

Just now when she was changing clothes and wiping her body, Shen Lang was standing there. She could see him as long as she turned around.

She didn't prepare any curtains or anything like that, so if Shen Lang saw her, she could do nothing about it.

But she didn't dare to drive Shen Lang out of the cave.

In this way, she completed all these actions under the inner struggle.

Fortunately, the person in front of me is a gentleman...

In fact, she also underestimated Shen Lang.

In this era, getting married between the ages of twelve and fourteen is the norm, but Shen Lang's mind is still influenced by modern education, and he always feels that anyone under the age of eighteen is a child.

I can only say that when it comes to how to play in this era, Boss Cao is still the one who has to pick the best age.

"I am an outer disciple of Wanhua Valley, and my teacher is Mo Yi, the former outer disciple of Wanhua, Shen Lang." Shen Lang also returned the greeting, and then straightened up: "Junior sister, can you tell me now what happened?"

"Your fellow senior brother Su Mu is my good brother."

Su Mu and Shen Lang told him that his master was called Wu Feng.

In this operation, only those above the Zhoutian realm participated in Dongfang Yu's side. People like Han Meimei didn't even know what their master was doing.

"Hmm..." When she said this, Han Meimei felt very aggrieved and her nose started to twitch.

However, Han Meimei felt relieved when she heard Shen Lang say that he knew Su Mu and that they had a common acquaintance.

Having mutual friends has always been one of the fastest ways to bring people closer together.

"Brother, I, I..."

"No hurry, take your time." Shen Lang came to her side, helped her sit on the bed, and patted her back gently.

"A year ago, I had just finished meditating and wanted to take a shower, and then, I don't know what I did, but suddenly I arrived at the Mysterious Land of Ten Thousand Flowers..." Han Meimei thought about her grievances and cried out: "Wow, I don't know what happened..."

"Fortunately, I know the Mysterious Land of Ten Thousand Flowers and where I am."

"Many brothers and sisters were teleported here together."

"There were quite a few people around me at the time, so I wasn't that scared..."

"Then, we heard a child crying, so we went to look for her, and we found Qing'er..."

"She, how could such a young child be absorbed into the Myriad Flowers Secret Realm?"

"Well, according to my understanding of the secret realm, theoretically, if a person with true energy reaches its range and meets its conditions, it will suck that person in." Shen Lang took out a piece of malt sugar from the storage bag and handed it to Han Meimei.

Han Meimei took the maltose and put it into her mouth.

"Ah uh..."

She chewed it gently, like a little squirrel that had just been fed.

"This girl is the daughter of Su Mu and Elder Luo after all. She has been replenishing her blood and qi since her mother's womb, and she has not missed anything since she was born." Shen Lang said: "So, she also has true qi."

"If that's the case, I'm afraid quite a few children have been teleported to the Mysterious Land of Ten Thousand Flowers."

"That shouldn't be the case. The scope of the Myriad Flowers Secret Realm is limited. You are in the disciple area, I am in Prison Dragon Lake, and this girl is with her grandmother. How did they get into the Myriad Flowers Secret Realm?"

Shen Lang thought about it.

No, the disciple area.

I live in the inner disciple area, and this girl also lives there, so she and Su Qing are in the same position.

"Why are you in Prison Dragon Lake? It's a forbidden area, right?" Han Meimei was very good at grasping the key points.

"This is not important..." Shen Lang's face was suddenly filled with black lines.

"Then I don't know either..." After Han Meimei ate the maltose, she locked her fingers and made some popping sounds.

Afterwards, she still felt unsatisfied and licked her lips again.

"Where are the others?" Shen Lang asked, "Which area of ​​the Mysterious Land of Ten Thousand Flowers is this?"

"I, after I picked up Qing'er, I felt a warm current around me, and then I was in this icy and snowy place, and they were all gone..." Han Meimei looked aggrieved: "What the hell is going on?"

"You mean, there is a second level in the Wanhua Secret Realm?" Shen Lang widened his eyes.

"What is the second level?" Han Meimei looked at Shen Lang in confusion.

"Let me give you some basic knowledge..." Shen Lang said.

After Mo Yi finished talking about the secret realm, he got to know the secret realm well.

Many secret realms have not just one level, but even two or three levels, and it becomes increasingly dangerous as you go deeper.

It's like a series of little worlds nesting together.

In the first level of the secret realm, if you encounter a tide of spiritual energy, you will be teleported to the second level.

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