"The current self has nothing to cultivate."

On the way to the inn, Ye Wufeng felt the surging internal force in his body.

It's a pity, whether it was just now or now.

Ye Wufeng, who had never practiced any martial arts, just relied on instinct.

"Is this the feeling of guarding a treasure mountain but getting nothing in vain?"

Thinking about the embarrassment of being chased before, and then thinking about the strong internal strength now.

Ye Wufeng smiled slightly, and his mood became happy.

From a scholar with no power to bind a chicken, to a strong man with inner strength reaching the level of a master.

Although he was slightly regretful, this change still made him cherish it even more.

"Someone!"

As soon as he walked out of the woods, Ye Wufeng's ears moved slightly and he heard a painful low moan.

Following the sound, he saw a woman in white lying on the ground on the side of the road.

The woman's hair was scattered on the ground, and she was wearing an iron mask on her face. Judging from her figure, she seemed to be young.

The exposed skin is as white as snow.

Under the mask, a pair of moon-browed and star-like eyes are revealed, which are closed tightly in pain from time to time.

The traces of blood on the clothes seemed to show the serious injuries on the woman's body.

Seeing this, Ye Wufeng frowned.

After a slight hesitation, he stepped towards the woman.

Although the injured woman who fell on the roadside was shocking, Ye Wufeng's master-level strength gave Ye Wufeng greater confidence and he did not have too many worries.

As he approached, the injured woman also noticed Ye Wufeng's presence.

The woman raised her head slightly and her eyes fell on Ye Wufeng.

"You...don't come close to me."

A cold and sweet whisper came from under the mask.

Hearing this, Ye Wufeng's footsteps only stopped for a moment, and then continued to step in the direction of the woman.

Seeing this, the woman's eyes showed a hint of coldness, staring at Ye Wufeng, with a hint of anger in her words: "Don't come over!"

However, Ye Wufeng turned a blind eye to the woman's warning and walked three feet in front of the injured woman.

"Before you spoke harshly, you should treat your injuries now."

When he arrived, Ye Wufeng realized that the woman's injuries were more serious than he thought.

Because of the injury, her breath was already very weak.

If you don't receive treatment, I'm afraid you will die here.

"..."

Hearing Ye Wufeng's concerned words, the expression of the woman who was originally as cold as frost quietly softened a bit.

"Hanyi thanks you, sir, but you'd better leave quickly."

"Ordinary people should not get involved in Jianghu affairs."

With clear eyes, the woman saw Ye Wufeng's appearance clearly.

Wearing tattered scholar clothes, it seems that he has just suffered a disaster.

The handsome face and the clear and clean eyes give people a gentle and elegant feeling.

"He should be a young man who has read a lot of poems and books. We can't involve him in this."

Thinking of this, the woman's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, "The cruelty of the world cannot be summed up in poetry. I'd better ask you to go home as soon as possible!"

If Ye Wufeng had been involved in a vendetta a day ago, perhaps the only way to do it would be to report to the police.

If he, a scholar, really wanted to get involved in political affairs, he would be like an old man drinking arsenic and seeking death.

But now that he has obtained the system, Ye Wufeng has already stepped into the world.

"Hanyi? Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Ignoring the woman's warning, Ye Wufeng frowned and began to think, while his eyes quietly passed over the woman's body.

At this glance, Ye Wufeng realized belatedly that the woman was actually wearing a set of men's clothes.

"If his hair hadn't been scattered, he would have looked weak after being injured."

"I definitely wouldn't see her as a woman at first sight!"

Cold clothes, women disguised as men, iron masks.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of a certain possibility, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Ye Wufeng's mind.

Looking at the woman's weak look, a smile appeared on his lips.

"If you don't enter the world, how can you travel around the world and travel all over the country?"

"I wonder if Miss Hanyi has any impression of the title Xueyue Sword Immortal?"

Ye Wufeng asked with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing his question, the originally silent woman's delicate body trembled visibly.

But immediately, she regained her composure and asked, "How did the young master recognize me?"

Although the woman's voice was still cold, she did not deny it.

"Sure enough..."

After hearing the woman's words, Ye Wufeng confirmed his guess.

This woman is the second city lord of Xueyue City, the future number one city in the world, and one of the five great sword immortals in the world!

A single person holding a sword and an iron horse, Binghe, drove away the eight elders of the Demon Sect with one sword

Xueyue Sword Fairy-Li Hanyi!

"Why is she here? And she was so seriously injured?"

Ye Wufeng was full of doubts.

No matter what, now that the other party admits it.

He no longer hesitated, and slowly stretched out his right hand, wanting to grab Li Hanyi's slender wrist and heal it.

Seeing the hand reaching towards him, Li Hanyi frowned slightly.

She deliberately wanted to prevent Ye Wufeng from touching her, but the injuries on her body made her unable to move.

"Hey, I didn't expect to find a woman with such a good figure in such a remote place!"

Just when Ye Wufeng's hand was about to touch Li Hanyi, an obscene voice suddenly came from behind him.

As the voice sounded, two tall and sturdy figures appeared in front of Ye Wufeng.

One tall and one short, these two men are both fierce men with sinister faces. They also hold huge swords in their hands. At first glance, they are not good people.

"Scholar, girl."

"Brother, are they writing scripts?"

"Storybook? Hehe, I think it's a picture book!"

After the two strong men appeared, the shorter man's eyes immediately focused on Li Han's well-dressed and delicate body.

Licking their lips, their faces were filled with lewd looks.

"Go away!"

Hearing the dirty words of the two strong men, a cold light suddenly burst out in Li Hanyi's eyes.

Seeing this, the two strong men were immediately startled.

They glanced at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.

"Asshole, isn't she just a wounded woman!"

Suppressing his inner fear, the shorter man cursed secretly and walked towards Li Hanyi with a lewd smile.

As for Ye Wufeng? He was completely ignored by the two strong men. After all, in their eyes, he was just a scholar and posed no threat at all.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Ye Wufeng sighed and shook his head.

These two strong men are simply looking for death.

Even the injured Li Hanyi is not something they can get their hands on!

"Since you have committed lustful thoughts, don't blame yourself for this calamity."
To be continued...