Peerless Taoist

The group of people ignored Lu Yu. Lu Yu, on the other hand, was quite relaxed.    

"It seems that something unexpected has happened. The journey is not peaceful." Lu Yu frowned.    

He could tell that the injured man was probably a guard of the Han family. At this moment, all the bones in his body were probably broken, and he was only a step away from death.    

Around the guard of the Han family, Lu Yu also saw many sword wounds and knife wounds. This was obviously caused by someone.    

The Nether Realm was such an environment. The outside world was like a forest, filled with danger. Only in a city where humans gathered would there be basic protection.    

In Lu Yu's opinion, this group of Han Family members were like fat sheep, and it was normal for them to meet with misfortune.    

"Miss, you're here."    

In the distance, a group of maids suddenly bowed in unison, interrupting Lu Yu's thoughts.    

The door was pushed open once again. This time, it was not a group of people, but a graceful woman in blue slowly walked in.    

Her face was as white as jade, and she was pretty and pretty. Her long eyelashes were slightly trembling, which made people feel pity for her.    

She was like a beautiful lady who had just walked out of a painting. Every step she took gave birth to a lotus, and her fragrance filled the air.    

"Han Xinrou," Lu Yu muttered.    

The woman in blue in front of him was the young miss of the Han family who had saved him.    

In the beginning, Lu Yu had always been vigilant in his heart, but now that he saw Han Xinrou, he could not help but come to a realization.    

Lu Yu could tell that Han Xinrou was a Confucian Sect cultivator.    

Not only that, but Han Xinrou's body was also emitting a faint aura of virtue formed by the faith energy.    

This power of faith was given to her by the heavens. It couldn't be faked. Only those who had done many good deeds would be able to gather it.    

"Hmm?" Han Xinrou had just walked in when she noticed Lu Yu's gaze.    

The two of them cultivated the Confucian Dao Cultivation Methods. Just by looking at each other, they could feel each other's noble aura.    

"Strange, it must be an illusion." Han Xinrou immediately shook her head.    

In the Netherworld, the Confucian Sect was weak, and their Han family could be considered to be standing out of the crowd.    

The Nether Realm emphasized the laws of the jungle, and the stronger one's fist, the stronger they would be. The Confucian Sect couldn't develop in the Nether Realm at all.    

Lu Yu was only coincidentally saved by the Han Family on the way, so how could he coincidentally be a Confucian Sect cultivator?    

"Miss!"    

Han Rong walked forward with a serious expression. "This person is called Han Iron Bull. He is a scout that we sent out. His team was almost completely annihilated. We received a distress signal and sent people over. However, we only found that this person was already on the verge of death."    

Han Xinrou let out a long sigh, "Rescue him first, then ask him what exactly is going on."    

The nervousness also infected the others present.    

The female servants who usually had smiles on their faces were all silent at this moment, with solemn expressions on their faces.    

Liu Yaogu ordered people to bring out a bunch of bottles and jars. First, they bandaged Han Iron Bull's wound. Some ointments had a miraculous effect. After applying them, the bleeding stopped instantly.    

"Doctor Liu is indeed worthy of being a guest. He stopped the bleeding the moment he made his move."    

"Looks like Han Iron Bull will wake up soon." The maids and servants around let out cries of joy.    

This was what they meant when they said that medicine could cure illnesses.    

However, Liu Yaogu's face was still gloomy and she frowned, "Eldest Miss, Elder, his injuries are too severe. He is bleeding badly. His bones are broken. Even his soul is wounded. I am afraid he won't be able to wake up any time soon."