From a distance, the figure looked like a woman in a light blue dress, and the yellow thing looked like a small handkerchief. www.biquge.info The woman seems to be from a wealthy family, the skirt on her body is soft and shiny, and she doesn't know what kind of precious fabric she is made of, and there are two silver hairpins with beads and emeralds on her head.

Because the other party was a woman, the girl was a little less afraid. But the girl still put the three arrows on the string together, and opened the bow like a full moon, and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl asked three times in a row, but the woman lying on the ground remained motionless, as if she had fainted.

The girl thought for a moment, and as soon as the bowstring in her hand loosened, an arrow shot out. The arrow "swished" through the night sky, with a strong wind, and nailed exactly an inch from the woman's head, an inch into the earth.

The woman on the ground remained motionless, as if unaware of the arrow that had nearly killed her.

The girl put the other two arrows back in her hand back into the quiver, and put the bow and arrow back on her shoulder, but took out the small dagger that was so sharp and formidable.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people, which was taught to her by her deceased father. And over the years, she has seen both the cunning beast that pretends to be dead after being injured and rises out to hurt people, as well as the bad guy who pretends to ask for directions but actually wants to rob his property. These real-life cases made her feel a lot of admonitions to her father!

The girl walked cautiously. When I got closer, I realized that the woman was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed as a woman, with a fair complexion and long eyelashes, and a very beautiful appearance. It's just that there is no blood on the woman's face, and there are still blood stains on the corners of her mouth, as if she has vomited blood.

In addition, the woman's left sleeve was cut in a large piece and stained with blood, and a large circle of burnt right shoulder appeared to have been burned by fire. But the wounds on the woman's arms and shoulders were not serious, neither bandaged nor bleeding.

It seems that the reason for the woman's serious injury and coma is mostly internal injuries!, the girl thought to herself.

She was also a woman, and she looked very pitiful, so the girl walked over and probed her snort. Although faint, but still angry, it is clear that the woman is still alive.

The girl first pulled out the arrow that had been stuck in the ground and put it in her quiver. Then she used a dagger to cut open the woman's shoulder and left arm, cleaned her wounds with water from a water bladder, and took out two herbs from the bamboo basket behind her back that could be used to stop bleeding.

The girl smashed the herbs with stones, applied them to the wounds on the woman's shoulders and arms, and tore two strips of cloth from the woman's undershirt to dress the wounds.

As for the yellow handkerchief on the ground, the girl thought it was very clean, and thought it was used to bandage her. But the more the girl looked at the handkerchief, the more strange it felt.

The texture of this handkerchief is silky, neither blood nor water, no matter what, it is not dirty, and it does not wrinkle when rubbed. If it weren't for the shape and size of a handkerchief, the girl would never associate it with a handkerchief.

After the bandage, the girl tried to help the woman up. After all, this is a barren mountain and a wild mountain, and at night, there will be wild beasts. Although she has set up ambush traps at the mouth of the valley for many years, there are a few wild beasts that stumble through the narrow passage she left behind. But if this woman has been unconscious, it is impossible for her to carry her away with her own strength and size!

The girl called and shook the woman for a while, and then even patted her cheek lightly, and finally the woman opened her eyes.

The moment the woman opened her eyes, she first showed obvious vigilance. Immediately, the woman's right palm flipped over, and a small flame magically ignited in the palm of her palm. The flames were small, but they were unusually real, and they baked the air around them.

The girl was startled when she saw this. She let out a scream, and immediately shot backwards like a fright, and at the same time took the dagger out of her arms again and held it in her hand.

"Who are you?" the two women asked each other at the same time.

But soon, the woman in blue who came to her senses noticed that the delicate, thin, and juvenile girl in front of her didn't seem to have any ill will towards her. Although she moved flexibly, carried a bow and arrow, and held a dagger in her hand, she obviously did not have any spiritual power on her body, and was just an ordinary mortal girl. And the strip of cloth wrapped around her arm is probably her handwriting.

The woman in blue collected the flame in her palm and asked with a pleasant face, "Little girl, you saved me just now?"

The girl was obviously stunned, and then she quickly looked at her body, and touched the neat and neat man's hair, and said to herself: How does she know that I am a woman, even though I am dressed as a man?

The woman in blue seemed to see what the girl was thinking, and said with a smile: "The Yuan Yin Qi on your body is very obvious, and it can't be hidden in front of me." ”

The girl didn't understand what she meant for a while, but she still didn't let her guard down, and held the dagger tightly and asked, "Who are you?" Are you a human or a ghost?"

The woman in blue replied, "Of course I am a human being, and I am also an immortal cultivator. ”

"Immortal cultivator?" the girl was a little confused, "What immortal cultivator?"

The woman in blue slowly sat up from the ground and said, "Immortal cultivators are people who aim to pursue immortality and strength, have spiritual roots, exhale spiritual energy, and cultivate spells. Little girl, what's your name and where is this?"

The girl said: "My surname is Luo, and this is Iron Hammer Ridge." What's your name and where do you come from?"

In the girl's answer, except for a surname that is easy to call, the rest is equivalent to not saying. This is the Jin Kingdom or the Qing Kingdom, which state is it located in, what is the name of this mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles and has no aura, and whether there are people around, the girl did not give any information.

Seeing the girl's vigilant look, the woman in blue smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Xia, my name is Xia Lanzhi, and I am a disciple of the Huaishan Sect. ”

The girl Luo Ningxin blinked. Judging from the answer, the woman in front of her seemed to be much more honest than her.

However, she is more capable than herself, and she can't beat her by herself; she is not a local, whether she is called Xia Lanzhi or not, whether there is a Huaishan Sect in the world, she has no way to verify, of course she can be "honest". Even if what she said was true, if that Huaishan Sect was 108,000 miles away from here, and something happened, he would still be able to chase her over!

Xia Lanzhi saw that Luo Ningxin didn't speak, and didn't care, and said, "Sister Luo, is there a place near here for me to stay? It's best to stay away from the cave in the village." ”