"Bajie, hurry and save her!"
Startled, Tang Sanzang promptly reined in his horse.
Zhu Bajie and Sandy both looked up and saw the old woman tumbling toward them across the snow.
Almost simultaneously, they sensed the faint demonic aura on her.
"So, she's here..."
Sandy's eyes flashed, but Zhu Bajie had already flown forward. With a gentle surge of magic power, he lifted the endlessly tumbling old woman and brought her before Tang Sanzang.
"Master, I've rescued her."
"It's an elderly woman."
Zhu Bajie wiped the snow from the old woman's face and said softly, "Ma'am, don't worry! You're safe now."
Wrapped in a thick layer of snow, the old woman seemed to wake from a dream.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts! My leg, my leg..." The old woman immediately clutched her leg.
"Bajie, Wujing, hurry and lift her onto the sled. Her leg seems to be injured."
Tang Sanzang hastily climbed off the sled, willingly giving up his place.
"Right away!"
Zhu Bajie and Sandy lifted the old woman onto the sled together. Once they cleared away the snow, they found her left foot twisted out of shape. It was clearly broken.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Before she could even greet them, the old woman hugged her leg and cried out in agony.
"Bear with it, ma'am. I'll treat you." Zhu Bajie immediately circulated his magic power and cast a spell on her leg.
"Oh, it doesn't hurt anymore. Is it... healed?"
The spell took effect, leaving even the old woman astonished.
"Thank you, divine one! Thank you, Immortal!" Only now did she have a chance to look at Zhu Bajie and the others, and she immediately tried to thank them.
"No, ma'am, don't move about. I've only used a spell to stop the pain," Zhu