Deep in the mountains and dense forests, a man covered in blood was lying in the bushes, panting heavily, and at this moment, a young man dressed in white happened to pass by, and when he heard the sound of wheezing in the grass, he peeled off the bushes.

When he saw the man lying in a pool of blood, he didn't think too much about it and hurried down the mountain to pick it up.

"Ma'am, bring me my medical box," Aragu hurriedly called out to the people in the inner room

With a crisp knock on the door, a handsome woman walked out of the back room, holding a quaint medical box in her hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you" Araku tried his best to soothe the man covered in blood, wiping the blood from the man's body with a white cloth.

Due to the wound to the bone, the man's mouth was wide open in pain, but he could not say anything.

At this time, he clearly felt that his body was like a line of dead wood, and all that was left was a trace of his own consciousness.

"It seems that you are a cultivator," Arako looked at the man

But without waiting for the man to react, he tried to pour his own qi into the injured person's body, but he didn't expect to get only an increasingly painful expression on the bed.

At this time, the injured person was like a deflated ball, slumping limply on the bed, his eyes closed, and the original blood color had faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aragu was shocked, as a doctor, the last thing he wanted to see was the scene in front of him.

"Let's try it" Huang Gu held the heart of saving people, the green meridian in his hand burst out, and the qi around his body surged, constantly pouring into the man's body.

I saw that blood was constantly flowing from the man's mouth, nose and ears, and his lips were purple as if he had been poisoned.

The woman looked at this scene and didn't dare to make any sound, because she knew that her husband must be saving people, and she believed the young man in front of her.

"Put the place of death and then live" Huang Gu kept reciting the ancient mantra, he knew that at this time, only by cutting off all the meridians of the man in front of him, and then practicing the family secret technique to repair, maybe there would be a glimmer of life in front of him.

Sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, his white coat gradually turned from white to pale gray, and gradually bright red blood overflowed from his body, he knew that this was a side effect of his use of the secret post, but he did not stop.

Not far away, the delicate woman's eyes were moist, and crystal tears continued to flow down her elegant cheeks, at this time, she felt sorry for the young man in front of her, but she could only silently watch behind her.

A free and easy back slowly emerged in the woman's mind

On the top of the cliff, a handsome young man danced a red long sword in the wind, and kept reciting the poem he had written: "The young man has a young man, and I cure the eight faminees for the healer." The same is true of the path of cultivation during life, and after death, there is no retribution for ghosts. ”

After the gang qi passed, Huang Gu weakly took out a few small needles from the medical box, and skillfully injected them into the man's acupuncture points, and there was another burst of luck.

As dusk sets in the distance, a bright moon rises from the horizon.

"Okay" After several hours of fighting, the cheeks of the man with closed eyes were no longer pale, and he was lying quietly on the saddle of the bed, and Aku also breathed a long sigh of relief, and shook his feet.

"Husband, are you alright?" the woman looked at the young man worriedly

"I'm fine, let him rest, let's go out first" Araku winked at his wife, and the two of them walked out of the room.

A few days later, the man gradually recovered, and left the ancient mansion.

I thought that this matter would come to an end, but I never expected that a long-planned bloody storm was about to sweep this pure land.

On a sunny afternoon, the deserted mansion in the mountains was as quiet as ever, and the birdsong in the mountains not far away was clear.

A man dressed in a fancy costume and a group of servants slowly approached the mansion under the green hills

“yu。。。。。 The city lord, we have arrived," after the first scar man called the parking team, he replied to the people in the sedan chair

"Okay, let's go," the man in the sedan chair opened the curtain and waved to the scar man

"Yes, Castle Lord!"

"May I ask if the owner of this house is the god of medicine, Aragus?" the scar man asked politely to the family at the door

Jia Ding nodded timidly, for fear that the fierce middle-aged man in front of him would have some abnormal behavior.

"Then the trouble is announced, and the people on Yao Mountain came to thank you" After speaking, the scar man bowed and retreated into the convoy

The family hurriedly entered the house, and soon after, a handsome man hurried out, it was the ancient doctor.

Hearing the footsteps from far and near, the people in the sedan chair slowly dismounted, and the person who came was the man who fell in the blood pool of Yaoshan, the man at this time was no longer down, the brocade silk and satin were added, and the temperament looked very noble and elegant.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, the doctor can be fine," he politely saluted to the ancient doctor

"No need to be polite, let's go first!"

In this way, the two talked happily until late at night, when Aragus saw that he was tired of driving, so he asked his subordinates to arrange a residence.

At midnight, with a scream, Arago woke up from his dream, only to see a person in front of him looking at him coldly.

It was the one who came to thank him during the day, and the city lord of Changting City, Xiao was shocking!

At this time, he changed from the noble and elegant when he came, his face was full of evil spirits, and his eyes were slightly squinted at the ancient doctor on the bed.

He tried his best to get out of bed, but his body couldn't exert any strength.

"Colorless Qiluo Xiang, City Lord Xiao really looks down on me as a desolate person, and such a heavenly and earthly treasure is even willing to do it" Huang Gu smiled, and his heart sank, he knew what it meant.

"The medical immortal really lives up to its reputation, this can make you guess, yes, this thing is the colorless Qiluo incense, if you use the ability of the medical immortal, won't you snub you!" Xiao Jingtian clapped his hands and praised, but his heart was uneasy, because he knew that the young man in front of him was not as young as his age.

Just when the surrounding guards thought that everything was going well, and that they would understand the matter as long as they took the life of the medicine immortal, a red ray shot out and hit one person.

"Ahh

After the red ray, it slowly stopped in mid-air, and several dazzling characters were particularly dazzling in the dark night

"What, where did you get this sword?" Xiao Jingtian couldn't hide the greed in his heart, and asked Huanggu.

But Akugu ignored it and rushed straight forward.

The sword light staggered several cultivators who were guarding in front of Xiao Jingtian were defeated and retreated, "bang" only heard a loud noise, from afar to advance, the two weapons intersected in the black mansion, energy ripples raged, and the surrounding buildings continued to shatter under this energy.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Where did you go just now?" Seeing the person who came, Xiao's trembling heart finally relaxed, and this person was the scar man in the morning.

He is the first martial artist under Xiao Jingtian, originally an ascetic monk was injured by an evil dragon during a catastrophe, and then accidentally rescued by Xiao Jingtian passing by, in order to express his gratitude, he used it for three years, so as to protect a city lord!

Usually he doesn't shoot too much, unless Xiao Jingtian's life is in danger.

(2nd Update!Thank you for your support!)