The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and the faint moonlight was projected from the tiny cracks overhead, forming a mottled spot of light on the ground, which looked particularly dull.

After Feng Jiuli woke up, she was confused for a moment and finally remembered what had happened before.

At the same time as the attack of the Northern Immortal Death came, she and Jun Wujie also jumped behind the huge mountain rock.

Only then did she realize that there was a huge canyon behind the boulder, and before Feng Jiuli could come back to her senses, the two of them fell straight down!

Fortunately, when she fell, she subconsciously carried the sword qi to protect her body, so now she has no other serious wounds on her body except for a few abrasions.

She endured the pain and slowly got up and looked around, and found that the space she was in was a long and narrow ravine, with mountain walls on both sides, stretching from east to west, and there was no end in sight.

On both sides of the mountain wall, huge cracks crisscross each other, and green shrubs are everywhere, perhaps because of the seldom sunlight, they do not grow tall and dark in color.

After looking around, I didn't feel the breath of a living thing.

So—what about Jun Wuji, who fell with her?

Thinking of him, Feng Jiuli's heart sank, he had already been injured when he was on it before, and now he fell down again, will it ......

Since it fell at the same time, it must not be too far away.

Thinking of this, she looked around carefully, and suddenly found that there was a dark red blood stain on the abrupt stone wall not far away.

Looking down the blood stain, I found that a man in black was lying quietly in the low bushes, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Judging by his pale complexion, and the heavy smell of blood around him, he should have been seriously injured.

She looked at Jun Wujie with complicated eyes, and muttered after half a sound: "Even if you saved me for the treasure, you finally saved it, and after this time, we will be even." ”

After the words fell, he picked up the surrounding bushes and walked in.

When she came into contact with Jun Wuji's body, the wet touch of her hand made her heart sink, and she quickly dragged Jun Wuji out of the bushes and put him on the relatively flat ground.

At this time, Jun Wuji's brows frowned slightly.

With the tiny moonlight falling overhead, she finally saw what he was like now.

He should have internal injuries and external injuries, and he didn't repair his body when he fell, so the injuries looked very serious, and the placket of his chest had been soaked with blood at this time.

She first took out the wound medicine that Sang Tian gave her last time from her sleeve robe, looked at how much was left, poured it into Jun Wuji's mouth, and carefully took off his outer robe, revealing the blood-red undershirt inside.

After a pause, she unbuckled his belt and brushed the floor to rip off his underwear, and as he frowned tightly, the scab of blood that had dried up immediately burst open, oozing a large amount of blood.

She tore a clean piece of cloth from her own clothes, carefully cleaned the wound on his upper body, poured the medicine on the wound, and then tore some strips of cloth from the clothes to bandage him.

When her upper body was cleaned up, she looked at his bloodstained pants, paused, took a deep breath, and suddenly reached for the waistband of his pants.