Under the night, the stretching mountains lurk in the darkness like a giant, deep in the mountains and forests, a path runs through the mountains and forests, winding towards the deep mountains, on the path, Han Jiangxue carried a medicine basket and carried a lantern down the mountain, he came down from Mount Meru, all the way straight to Yizhou, and had not yet arrived in Yizhou, at the foot of the mountain found a village and town where the plague spread, in line with the principle of helping the world and saving people, he stayed and took medicine to take care of the seriously ill.

In the dark of the mountains and forests are dodging mountain spirits and ground monsters, since the Emperor of the Eastern Court swept over, the monsters in the world have become more cautious, hiding in the dark, spying on people passing by, and hiding when they meet a little cultivation.

He is a person who cultivates immortals, he has seen all kinds of spirits, he is not strange to the movement in the woods, he is walking, and suddenly he heard the sound of rustling inside, he turned his head to look over, but saw a figure in the woods running quickly.

He followed curiously, and followed the figure until he came to the brook, where he stood in the bushes, and saw a woman kneeling by the stream, and she carefully picked up the water and washed her cheeks, but as soon as her face touched the water, she throbbed with pain.

Han Jiangxue walked over with a lantern, came behind her, and asked, "Girl, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ji by the river jumped up quickly, turned around, and the sword in his hand instantly hit Han Jiangxue's throat.

Under the light, Han Jiangxue saw her face clearly, her face was a hideous scar, and the wound was diffuse black, which was a wound caused by a monster, and it was contaminated with demonic energy.

The neon clothes on her body had long been stained, and she was full of evil energy, staring at Han Jiangxue fiercely, and her eyes were full of vigilance and distrust.

Han Jiangxue said: "Girl, don't be afraid, your face is very badly injured, I have some herbs here, maybe they can be useful to you." As he spoke, he bent down to unload the medicine basket from his body.

In order to avoid Fan Yan and Dongting, Yun Ji collected the immortal qi on her body and reined in the immortal qi, she was no different from a mortal, and it was precisely because of this that the wound on her face was difficult to heal, and she suffered from the pain of the cone.

She looked at the man in front of her, he was wearing the disciple uniform of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, clean blue and white, Sven and elegant, she let down her guard, and said coldly: "Can you really cure me?"

Han Jiangxue said: "The duty of the Sword Immortal Pavilion is to save people and defend the Dao, how could I use this kind of thing to entertain you." He stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, offended, let me see your wounds." ”

Yun Ji walked over, Han Jiangxue checked the wound on her face, turned around and took out the herbs from the medicine basket, crushed them on the spot, and put them on her with the medicinal powder she carried with her.

In the moonlight, she sat on the stone, silently allowing him to clean the wound, even if she was touched by the rotten flesh, she only frowned, but gritted her teeth and did not cry out in pain.

After bandaging the wound, Han Jiangxue got up and said, "After three days, you go to the cattle village under the mountain, I will change the medicine for you again, the night is too dark, the girl should go home early, the mountain is not safe." He said, picked up the medicine basket and turned to leave.

Yun Ji stood up and said to his departing back: "What is your name? I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back sooner or later." ”

Han Jiangxue stopped, turned around and smiled at her, and said, "If you really want to thank me, the next time you meet someone in need, please give them some help." With that, he turned and left;

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