Chapter Thirty-Four: The Small Thatched Hut!

  On the west side of Feilong Peak mountain slope.

  "The Blood Contract Seal technique father taught me is really useful!"

  Chu Yan's mood is not bad, sometimes some things are inconvenient to do by himself. Now that he has taken in three younger brothers, it's easier to handle things, and with a blood oath contract, the three of them absolutely dare not betray each other.

  "Oh oh oh..."

  A large black chicken let out a loud, shrill cry.

  "Hei niu you da bai tian jiao shen me, na shi..."

  Translation: "Black girl, what are you yelling in broad daylight, that is..."

  Chu Yan looked forward and saw a black thing lying in front of his small thatched cottage, Chu Yan was somewhat puzzled and hurried over.

  "This..."

  This dark thing was actually a person, wearing black night clothes and a black headscarf. Because he was crawling on the ground, Chu Yan couldn't see his face, but he saw a pool of blood spreading out from under his body.

  Chu Yan was suddenly speechless, the other day he picked up a chicken at the door, today he picked up a big living person at the door? No, it's hard to say if it's really a living person.

  Chu Yan turned the black-clad person's body over, and at the moment his hands came into contact with their body, Chu Yan felt that the places where his hands touched were soft and elastic.

  "How come this guy is so weak?"

  Chu Yan looked at the tightly wrapped face with a black mask and headscarf, his hand reaching out to him.

  The black veil is lifted:

  "This..."

  Her eyebrows were like a painting, her nose was high and straight, her red lips showed a hint of pallor, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and the pain in the corners of her eyes could not hide her stunning beauty.

  Looking at that breathtakingly beautiful face that would shatter with just a touch, Chu Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he was stunned in place.

  "Could it be..."

  Chu Yan hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand towards the black headscarf.

  "As expected..."

  Black long hair fell into Chu Yan's eyes.

  He placed his hand in front of her jade-like nose, feeling that she still had a breath left, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. It's really a pity that such a beautiful woman died like this.

  "This girl is so beautiful, yet she's wearing a night-traveling outfit and heavily injured. She must have been pursued by an enemy family and handed over to the doctor inside the peak? No, this girl's background is unclear. If she really has some grudge with the Yuexia Sect, then this method would only harm her."

  This is great, not only did he pick up a big living person, but also a peerless beauty with a stunning appearance, Chu Yan subconsciously thought for this woman he had just met, his heart was in turmoil.

  "Alright, can't just stand by and do nothing!"

  Chu Yan picked up the beauty, and she was soft as if boneless in his arms. Chu Yan couldn't help but feel a wave of emotions again, forcing himself to calm down internally. He carried the beauty into the thatched cottage.

  Put the mysterious woman on the small wooden bed in the house, Chu Yan's face was difficult, the woman was seriously injured, with three wounds, one on the inside of her right thigh, one on her abdomen, and one on her right chest.

  "Damn it, this bastard is absolutely a scoundrel, where is he shooting at?"

  The most important thing now is to press the acupuncture points on several injured places to temporarily stop the bleeding, but how can I do it?!

  "Alright, I had no choice but to deceive you this time in order to save you, don't blame me!"

  Chu Yan didn't hesitate, quickly tapping his fingers in three places. Although he had already cleared his mind of distractions, when he touched the soft skin, especially the full chest, Chu Yan couldn't help but feel his spirit wander.

  "Zhang Jie, Zhou Yi, Wang Qi!"

  Chu Yan infused a strand of divine thought into the drop of blood that had fallen into the Sea of Consciousness.

  "It's small!"

  The three people who were cultivating in the central part of Feilong Peak suddenly shook their bodies and responded.

  "Hurry up and get me these few medicinal herbs, Carthamus tinctorius, Angelica dahurica... and ten pills of Hui Xue Dan, ten pills of Ning Gu Dan, ten pills of Ju Ling Dan!"

  "Roger!"

  The three of them responded in unison without a hint of hesitation.

  In less than half a moment, the three of them were already standing in front of Chu Yan's small thatched cottage.

  Chu Yan walked out of the small thatched cottage, looking at the three people's dusty and exhausted appearance, knowing that these three guys didn't slack off and must have used their full strength to drive their flying swords here.

  "There are 200 spirit stones here, it should be more than enough. You guys have done a good job today, I, Chu Yan, am a person who distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Take them!" "No need, Master Brother, this is just a small matter!"

  The three of them hastily waved goodbye.

  "Stop talking nonsense! Take it and go! Remember what happened today, don't spread it around!"

  Chu Yan threw the spirit stone pouch over and said indifferently, turning around and walking into the small thatched hut.

  Three people's eyes flashed with surprise, originally thought Chu Yan was taking the opportunity to bully them, didn't expect... With a good mood, the three turned around and drove their flying swords away.

  "First prepare Jin Guan San!"

  Chu Yan put a few herbs into a stone bowl and added some green water to mash them into a pulp with a stone stick.

  This Golden Wound Powder is a family heirloom of the Chu's, it's hundreds of times more effective than ordinary wound medicine. Without the Golden Wound Powder, Chu Yan wouldn't have been able to make it through these three years so easily.

  "Miss, don't blame me, I've offended you!"

  Chu Yan poured some of the pale greenish paste into his palm, and with his other hand, he slightly parted the mysterious woman's thighs. He pressed a handful of golden powder onto the bloody wound.

  "Ah..."

  The mysterious woman let out a soft cry, and a faint flush appeared on her cheeks.

  Chu Yan's old face turned red and he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust rising from his lower body.

  "Look not at what is contrary to propriety; listen not to what is contrary to propriety!"

  PS: The third update is finally delivered, a bit late, sorry about that. Cough cough, considering it's Chu Yan's work, please give some support!