Red makeup squinted her eyes and drummed for her luck, although her kung fu was high, after all, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl, and it took great courage to do the work of stripping them naked, she snapped and knelt down in the middle of the hall, closed her eyes with her palms together, and muttered words in her mouth: "Master, don't blame the disciple for the shocking red makeup, but you also said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter...... What the little woman Hongmakeup wants to save today is not one life, but two lives, and what she is doing is a great thing to become a Buddha, Amitabha! Good, good, good! ”

The red makeup bowed to the heaven and the earth three times, then gritted his teeth, returned to the eaves, glanced at the man on the ground, bent down lightly, carried the two men into the house, stripped off the clothes, put them on the two beds, and covered them with quilts. Red Makeup exhaled softly, ready to start treating the less injured man, who had broken an arm and leg, and as soon as Red Makeup's hand touched his broken arm, he screamed, "My sword." ”

"Don't scream, I'm scared to death, I won't forget your broken sword after all this." The red makeup was screamed by him, and the man closed his eyes weakly, motionless, and still muttered in his mouth: "The sword can't be lost." ”

"You can't lose it, is a broken sword worth caring about like this?"

"Red makeup, how's it going?" Ling Nongcai stood by the door at some point, stretching out half of her face to look into the room.

"Miss."

Ling Nongcai stepped in with one foot, her face flushed, and she said a little awkwardly: "You can't get the red makeup alone, so I'll help you." ”

"Miss, come in, they're covered with quilts." Red makeup has to clean their wounds and apply medicine, and they also need someone to help: "Special period, special treatment, miss, you don't have a heart attack, let alone a psychological shadow." ”

"Go!"

Seeing that the two men were dying, their lives were hanging by a thread, and Red Makeup frowned: "Miss, I can't save them, I can only let them die." ”

"Red makeup, what do you say?" Ling Jiangnan is kind by nature, and she can't see life and death, let alone let two fresh lives disappear in her hands: "Red makeup, you must save them." ”

Red makeup is not a death can't be saved, she is not Langzhong, she is just a person who practices martial arts, and she is equipped with some essential bruising pills for people who practice martial arts, and then knows a little bit about the pharmacology of bruises, red makeup suddenly thought of something, and said: "Miss, didn't you say that you have that fragrant herb, quickly take it out and save them." ”

Jiang Nan was stunned, yes, why did he forget the strange grass Xiangting grass.

"I'll get it."

Ling Jiang quickly went out, and came back after a while, holding a delicate medicine box in his hand, with a red talisman pasted on the seal of the box, Ling Jiang Nan uncovered the talisman and opened the box, and a trace of pink mist floated out of the box, and the incense was immediately ...... Red makeup saw that the medicine box in Ling Jiangnan's hand contained a light pink grass, the leaves were crystal like jade, the whole body was transparent, the shape was like a baby's hand was plump and full, but the knuckles were distinct, the red meridians were scattered like human blood vessels, weird and mysterious, two slender round leaves, and there were traces of leaf picking, which was obviously used by Ling Jiangnan once.

"This is Chantin?" Red asked in surprise.

"Yes, this is Chanting grass, it is rumored that it is only found in the Valley of Enchantment in Gallery Mountain, each tree has three leaves, and each leaf can be used once."

Red Makeup curiously wanted to reach out and take a look.

Ling Jiangnan opened her hand: "Don't move, if you hurt its aura, it won't be useful." ”

Ling Jiangnan had already taken a thin leaf extremely carefully as he spoke, and gently applied it to the man's wound, saying that it was also magical, and the blood flow from the man's large wound immediately stopped.

and the other man also stopped the bleeding wound,

"No leaves, red makeup, use your gold sore medicine again, it should be about the same."

"Miss, where did you get this champin grass, I'll pick some more to heal their broken bones."

Ling Jiangnan hesitated: "Actually, I don't know where it came from." ”

Red makeup thought, such a strange fairy grass, the origin must be mysterious, Miss concealed it, it was also understandable, so she didn't ask anymore, just said: "Miss, you helped tear open an old piece of clothing, tear it into strips of cloth, and I will break his bones." ”

"Okay." Ling Nongcai did as she said, she thought in her heart, Hongxiang repeatedly asked Xiangting Cao, thinking that those who practice martial arts must be very yearning for this kind of fairy grass, but I only have the right to keep it a secret, and I don't have the right to say where Xiangting grass came from.