"Qinchuan, you saved my life, don't be so courteous," Lang Yuan said softly.
"Alright, then I won't be courteous. Sister Lang Yuan, how did I get here?" Qinchuan asked curiously.
At that critical moment, the Five Elements Buddha God opened a path and sent Qinchuan out.
"The people of the Sacred Mountain found you at the foot of the mountain. Oh right, how did you get injured?" Lang Yuan looked at Qinchuan and asked.
"I was plotted against, and I don't know how I ended up here." Qinchuan smiled bitterly.
The middle-aged man found a famous doctor for Qinchuan, but the doctor shook his head and left.
"Uncle, don't worry, I can heal myself." Qinchuan smiled.
The middle-aged man sighed and spoke for a while, then left first.
Lang Yuan went to cook a bowl of porridge and fed it to Qinchuan. Qinchuan was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't move. He didn't think that he would be like this one day, and he didn't think that Lang Yuan would be the one feeding him.
She gently blew on the porridge before feeding it to Qinchuan.
One spoonful at a time!
Qinchuan would sometimes look at Lang Yuan in a daze, but Lang Yuan would never meet Qinchuan's eyes. She knew that Qinchuan was looking at her.
Soon, the bowl of porridge was finished, and Lang Yuan went to wash the dishes.
Looking at that perfect figure, Qinchuan shook his head and tossed it aside.
He knew from the Dragonman inheritance that Lang Yuan had never liked the Dragonman Demon Emperor, but she was the fiancee of the Dragonman Demon Emperor, but the Dragonman Demon Emperor didn't have the fortune to have her.
She was the kind of woman who wouldn't easily fall in love.
Soon, Lang Yuan returned and smiled. "Do you want to lie down for a while?"
Qinchuan shook his head. "I've been lying down for too long, let's sit for a while!"
Lang Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, her beautiful figure and sitting posture.
For a moment, the two were silent. She was a quiet woman, and after so many years, she had actually forgotten about Qinchuan. But she knew she wouldn't forget, and would still think about him from time to time. After all, Qinchuan had such a great influence on her.
"Sister Lang Yuan!" Qinchuan looked at her in silence.
"Mm!"
"I'm so happy to see you again!" Qinchuan smiled.
Lang Yuan raised her head and saw Qin Chuan's clear eyes and warm smile. She suddenly felt as though the entire room had brightened up, and she revealed an elegant smile.
"But seeing you like this, I feel terrible. Qin Chuan, you have always been the strongest in my heart." Lang Yuan looked at the immobile Qin Chuan and said softly.
She didn't want Qinchuan to get hurt. "But seeing you like this, I feel bad. Qinchuan, you are the strongest in my heart." Lang Yuan looked at the motionless Qinchuan and said.
Qin Chuan's heart jolted with a wave of warmth. It was an indescribable feeling. He smiled and said, "Sister Lang Yuan, I'm fine. I'll be fine soon. I'm still the strongest, even now."
"Mm, I believe you will get better!" Lang Yuan nodded and said seriously.
Qin Chuan was stunned. This woman didn't think that he would recover at all. Thinking about it, the Godly Doctor from before had already said that he was extremely lucky to be able to wake up. It was impossible for him to think that he would recover.
"Qinchuan, don't worry. Even if you are like this, I will take care of you." Lang Yuan said softly, as if she didn't want to burden Qinchuan, but at the same time, she had to be serious.
Qinchuan looked at Lang Yuan in a daze. He was deeply touched. A woman like her would do what she said. For her to say something like this, Qinchuan was really touched.
A week had passed!
Qinchuan still couldn't move. Every day, Lang Yuan would accompany him. She would sleep beside him, eat, wash his face, and wipe Qinchuan's body.
This made Qinchuan feel embarrassed. At first, Lang Yuan was embarrassed, but she slowly got used to it and let go. Qinchuan couldn't move. In the end, he really didn't wear anything and wiped his body.
Qin Chuan had a Pure Yang Constitution. His cultivation was just that he couldn't move, but his Pure Yang Source was the only thing that was normal. Every time, Lang Yuan's face would turn red and she would grit her teeth. That thing had a huge impact on her vision and spirit.
After helping Qinchuan put on some loose pajamas, Lang Yuan came up to rest.
She laid beside Qinchuan.
The two of them looked like a normal couple.
"Why do you have to do this?" Qinchuan sighed.
"Don't think too much and don't feel burdened. I treat you like my own brother. I am willing to do this. I hope you can be happier." Lang Yuan said softly.
"I just feel like you are wronged. You are a goddess, but you do this for me." Qinchuan felt conflicted.
Lang Yuan smiled. She turned and looked at Qinchuan. The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's breath. She smiled at Qinchuan. "Am I really a goddess in your heart?"
Qinchuan nodded his head vigorously.
"Okay, sleep. Tomorrow, I will bring you to Saint Mountain." Lang Yuan said softly.
With that, she closed her beautiful eyes. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans.
She turned and faced Qinchuan. She was so close, her soft lines were so beautiful that it was shocking. Qinchuan closed his eyes and calmed himself down.
In his heart, there were actually two women who were special. One was clear. This was a pure and holy goddess, a pure land in his heart that couldn't be blasphemed.
The other was Lang Yuan.
Lang Yuan was the fiancée of the Draconic Demon Emperor. She was the woman he deeply loved. Qinchuan had received the Draconic Demon Emperor's inheritance and always told himself that he couldn't let the Draconic Demon Emperor down.
But from a strand of the Draconic Demon Emperor's consciousness, he knew that Lang Yuan didn't like him.
After all, the Draconic Demon Emperor was dead.
The next day, Lang Yuan brought Qinchuan to see Saint Mountain.
Lang Yuan had specially made a flying carriage. It was very comfortable and could run on the road or fly in the air.
Qinchuan knew that his body was recovering, but he still needed time.
Looking at the surrounding white clouds, the towering mountains, and the flying carriage weaving between the peaks, Qinchuan was in a good mood. Lang Yuan was happy to see Qinchuan happy.
Screech!
There was a high-pitched cry in the distance.
A few huge demons surrounded Qinchuan and Lang Yuan.
Lang Yuan's expression was a little ugly. Qinchuan looked at these people. There were four huge spirit lions, and on each spirit lion was a young man. They were dressed in silk and had good looks. They were confident and looked at Lang Yuan with a playful smile.
"Since when did Mistress have a man? If you want a man, you can tell us. Where did you find this piece of trash? He can't even move," one of the men said with a cold smile.
They naturally had some information about Qinchuan.
Qinchuan looked at them, and Lang Yuan looked at Qinchuan. "Don't listen to their nonsense. Don't be angry."
Qinchuan looked at Lang Yuan who was protecting him, afraid that he would feel bad. He smiled. Where could he find such a good woman? What did he have to deserve such treatment from her?
"Who are they?" Qinchuan asked.
"Hahaha, who are we? Did you hear that? This piece of trash is asking who we are." The young man laughed loudly.
Qinchuan shook his head slightly. Although he couldn't move, his Golden God's Eye could control everything with his consciousness. For example, the formation, the Nine Flowers Deity Position, and the two fire seeds.
Although he couldn't move, Qinchuan could still kill.