Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 160 Saving lives and helping the injured

The woman was dressed in a tattered hemp garment, perhaps wary of this cannibalistic world and hoping her body wouldn’t attract attention, she was wrapped tightly.

After being washed by the well water, the dirt on her face was nearly gone, revealing her long, thin eyebrows and delicate lips, a stunning face with a touch of ethereal coldness, though her pale cheeks concealed some of her original beauty.

Her entire body was soaked, and under the moonlight, it revealed a captivating, lithe and tight silhouette.

"Is this the most beautiful woman in Nanyang County?"

The surrounding Yellow Turban rebels subconsciously swallowed. Almost all of them were country bumpkins who had never even been to a brothel, let alone seen such a beautiful woman.

Looking at her appearance, they could only assume she was a fairy descending to earth.

Zhao Shicheng instinctively raised his hand to touch the woman’s face, but Zhang Ping’s personal soldier swatted it away, glaring, "What are you doing? She’s General Zhang’s woman."

He then reached out to touch Luo Zhen’s body, saying, "I’ll take her with me."

But at that moment, another personal soldier said, "Big brother, she’s been in the well for so long and drank so much water. If we don’t help her get the water out, there will be problems."

The personal soldier referred to as big brother hesitated, then withdrew his hand and looked back at his younger brother, "Chai Zi, do you have a way?"

Chai Zi nodded, stepping forward, his eyes fixed on Luo Zhen’s chest, he swallowed and said, "Big brother, I read in a medical book that we need to press on the chest to get the water out..."

"Let me, I’m strong." Before Chai Zi finished speaking, a burly man raised his hand and volunteered.

"What’s strength good for? The lady is so delicate, she can’t withstand that kind of force. Let me do it, I used to be an assistant in Li Yuanwai’s pharmacy and know a bit about medicine."

A skinny man with a somewhat lecherous look stroked his not-too-long beard and said.

Just as everyone was arguing endlessly.

"Cough... cough..." Luo Zhen coughed up a mouthful of well water and groggily regained consciousness.

"She’s awake, she’s awake," the rebels yelled.

Luo Zhen opened her eyes and looked at the people gathered around her, their eyes like those of hungry wolves, making her whole body tremble with fear.

Nervously, she said, "Don’t... don’t come any closer."

"No wonder she’s a fairy, even her voice is so beautiful."

"In this situation, I feel compelled to recite a poem." A poor scholar forced to join the rebels cleared his throat and said.

"Bring the sack." Seeing Luo Zhen awake, Chai Zi’s big brother immediately ordered someone to bring a sack, intending to put Luo Zhen inside and carry her away.

Just as she was put into the sack.

"Kill them all, don’t let any of them escape."

Outside the Daoist Temple, a loud voice rang out.

Then came the sound of battle cries and the ringing clash of swords.

"No... it’s not good, the official army has chased us up the mountain..."

A rebel ran into the Daoist Temple in a panic to report.

The rebels inside the temple all turned pale.

Luo Zhen struggled inside the sack.

"You, hold your ground."

Chai Zi’s big brother shouted, then said, "You... you, carry her away. Chai Zi, you come with me."

After speaking, Chai Zi’s big brother ran towards the other side of the temple, wielding a large blade.

The remaining rebels followed closely, taking the sack with them.

As they were about to exit the back of the temple.

Step step...

Footsteps approached from afar, a black shadow flashed before their eyes, and they suddenly heard a loud bang.

Chai Zi was kicked into the air and slammed hard into the back wall, life and death unknown. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Chai Zi," Chai Zi’s big brother’s face changed, he hurriedly ran over to check.

The rebels immediately went on alert, cautiously scanning their surroundings.

Then they saw a young man in black armor standing at the back door of the temple, holding an iron sword, with a stern expression and eyes sweeping over them, filled with chilling killing intent.

"Kill him for me," Chai Zi’s big brother, holding Chai Zi’s body, his eyes red, shouted angrily at the young man.

The rebels exchanged glances, then surged towards the young man at the door.

Under the bright moonlight, the young man moved, quickly darting through the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Chai Zi’s big brother.

His gaze glanced behind him and saw that all the brothers who surged towards the young man had fallen to the ground, their necks clearly marked with blood.

"You... you..."

Before Chai Zi’s big brother could finish his sentence, he saw a sword light approaching him.

A line of blood appeared on his face.

A moment later, he fell to the ground, split in two.

"Devil... you’re a devil..."

The remaining rebels, seeing the deaths of their leaders, couldn’t help but tremble all over.

From the moment the young man appeared, only less than three breaths passed.

And a large number of their people were dead.

They couldn’t even see how the young man made a move.

"Don’t... don’t come any closer..."

"If you come any closer, I’ll... I’ll kill her..."

A man wielding a large blade threatened, pointing at the sack that had somehow fallen to the ground.

"Save... save..." A weak female voice came from the sack, accompanied by slight struggles.

Chen Mo frowned, and in the next moment, Heaven and Earth Lose Color unfolded.

In an instant, the man wielding the large blade felt as if the world in front of him had changed, leaving only black and white, and his movements felt sluggish.

He felt pain in his throat, and the next second, the world returned to normal, and he saw a line of blood spurt from his neck.

The large blade in his hand fell to the ground, and he tried to cover the wound with his hands, but his body felt weaker and weaker, and his eyelids closed uncontrollably.

With a thud.

He fell to the ground, never to rise again.

In less than ten minutes.

The rebels inside the Daoist Temple were all dealt with by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, holding a longsword, slowly approached the sack.

With a few swift swipes, he ripped open the sack.

Luo Zhen coughed as she crawled out of the sack.

"Snap!"

"My... lord..."

"Whoosh!"

Hiding in the dark, Zhao Shicheng accidentally stepped on a dead tree branch, just as Gao Zheng and others arrived, and they met with wide eyes, then they saw a longsword pierce through Zhao Shicheng’s heart.

With a thud... Zhao Shicheng fell to the ground with an indignant face.

Luo Zhen’s eyes widened, her eyelashes trembling. She had just witnessed the man in front of her casually toss the sword in his hand, and when she turned her head, Zhao Shicheng was already lying on the ground, blood flowing from his chest, spreading across the ground.

"Gulp..." Gao Zheng and others subconsciously swallowed, then said, "Sir, the rebels outside have all been dealt with."

After speaking, his gaze involuntarily turned to Luo Zhen, then he awkwardly coughed, "Cough, cough, why can’t I see anything all of a sudden..."