Fallen Xian'er was really glad that the gift she bought for her senior brother in Xuanyuan Imperial City at that time was a dagger.

Now that he looks like a mortal, he is still a very weak mortal, and having a sharp weapon by his side is definitely a good thing that can save his life.

He took out the dagger he had given to his senior brother from the storage ring, cut off two branches of the right thickness, and then returned to the white crane.

The herbs were chopped up on the rocks with stones, applied to the wounds of the white cranes, and some brocade cloth was torn off from the Luo Qun to fix the two wooden sticks on the wings of the white cranes.

After fixing the injured and broken wings, and after doing a series of things, she collapsed from exhaustion and fell asleep beside the white crane.

It's not that she's big-hearted, it's not that she's not worried about the dangers of this strange place, it's because the human body is too fragile and it's such a small body.

Without the support of aura, she was able to do this with all her perseverance.

Before she passed out, she was still self-examining, and after all these years of pure care about the cultivation realm, she actually neglected her own body.

Without the support of aura, she is like a chicken.

This time she came out is also a great gain, knowing that she has many shortcomings in cultivating immortals.

One man and one beast are so exposed to unknown dangers in the jungle, and it is still a place where the aura cannot be used at all.

It's really too tired, and I think that these six years on the Xuanyuan Sect can be described as smooth sailing under the protection of the master and the senior brother.

It's going to be a tribulation!

I just don't know if she will be able to wake up, if she will be fed by the beast.

I really shouldn't have thought about plucking the feathers of white cranes in the past.

In this sudden danger, it even defended itself without regard for his life.

It's a pity that I don't know if I can have that life to repay it.

Night gradually fell, the fallen fairy woke up slowly, her confused eyes were slightly blurred and she couldn't tell where it was, but she saw a slight firelight, a white dress, a wooden hairpin pinned to the top of her hair, and the rest of the hair was scattered around her at random, it seemed that she was not very old, but the slightly immature face was really good-looking, better than anyone she had seen so far.

The porcelain-like white skin seems to bloom under the light of the white clothes, the eyelashes are long and thick, and under the eyelashes is a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, the eyes are sharp and deep and bottomless, as if they can be sucked in at a glance, but the color of the pupils is different from the people she sees, it is red, like a flame is hotter than the flame, it is a red like magma.

It seems to be able to burn the body that disturbs the color of the eyes, and a pair of slightly thin red lips are gorgeous.

It's so unique, and it's really good-looking.

It's just that there is a dark pattern in the slender palms, which seems to have been seen somewhere, so familiar. It's just that the color of the eyes is extremely hot because of the color, but I don't want to be cold and indifferent, cold

Such a person at a glance seems to be as warm as jade clouds, light and light, but in fact, he rejects people thousands of miles away, lonely and cold, just standing there so that people dare not disturb half a minute, I am afraid that the characters in the picture scroll should be shocked, and this world is incompatible with this world, as if everything in this world is not in sight and does not care.

The fallen fairy barely opened her eyes in a groggy state, but this time, she didn't want to look at others in her eyes, and couldn't help but whisper: "You are really good-looking." ”

When the words fell, it seemed that he had exhausted his strength and fell into a slumber again.

The child, who seems to have not passed the yellow mouth, has a bright starlight in the blink of an eye, and such an addictive demonic eye color is really demonic and evil.

He held a cold scimitar in his hand, this scimitar was extremely simple, but the handle was inlaid with a blood-red gem, but it made people feel the cold aura coming to their faces, it was actually a soul-killing knife.

The Soul Eater Knife is an ancient murder weapon, which is suppressed in a dagger by capturing the soul, and using the Yin Qi as a medium, the soul held by it is resentful, and the more powerful the soul, the more it can show the ability of the Soul Eater Knife.

And today he inadvertently picked up a spirit, which is really a great joy.

It's just that the spirit is actually confined to the body of a mortal child, which is really a little surprising.

But this has nothing to do with him, he just opened the blade and the result of this mortal is to absorb the spirit in her body, and he never wanted to fall from the sky, and the seemingly weak little guy can actually wake up from a deep coma.

And the first time I woke up, it wasn't screaming or calling for help, but I actually said that he was good-looking?

What an elusive little thing.

But he has never been interested in anything except cultivation, and he really doesn't care if it's unpredictable or not.

The young man strolled with a scimitar in hand, his face indifferent and his eyes cold, and a strange movement disturbed him as the blade cut through the delicate skin.

He turned his eyes to look, and his eyes were red and demonic, and the stars were shining.

The frightened white crane that had just woken up had wings on its back, and the wings that were obviously trembling in fear but still moved slightly intact protected the fallen fairy who had passed out under the wings.

"Humph!" The young man snorted, completely spoiled in his interest, and it didn't matter if he didn't take that soul today, anyway, a fragile little guy and a useless demon beast couldn't escape.

He walked out of the cave, nowhere to be seen.

The white crane was still shivering.

A ninth-order white crane was trembling under the eyes of a young man, and he really didn't know if it suddenly lost its aura and was at a loss, or if the young man was really terrifying.

The white crane was on guard for most of the night, and when the sun was about to break through the darkness, he finally couldn't resist the weakness of his body and fell asleep.

And the fallen fairy under its wings woke up, slept very peacefully, and had a special dream, dreaming of a fairy-like person.

"Huh?" Fallen Fairy's eyes widened in twilight, this was not the place where she fainted yesterday.

She looked around a little, only to find that it was deep in a cave.

And the land she traveled on was covered with thick hay.

No wonder she didn't feel damp and cold all night.

Wasn't that a dream last night?

The fallen fairy was suspicious, but after looking around, he didn't see the person who came out of the picturesque shaft, could it be that he went out?

That doesn't mean she's still having a chance to see it.

When such a good-looking person sees it for the first time, everyone likes to appreciate beautiful things, and she is no exception, so naturally she wants to see each other again, and she wants to thank her in person.

Thanks to him for saving himself and the white crane, if he hadn't passed out in the jungle without any defense, he would have been a beast by now.

Of course, this kind of life-saving grace should be thanked in person.

She made up her mind, got up and checked the white crane's wound with subtle movements, but fortunately, she endured the discomfort yesterday and picked herbs to fix the white crane.

Now not only has the bleeding stopped, but the white crane has no fever, which proves that it is a good thing that it has not deteriorated.

The rest can only wait for the good-looking man to come back and see if he can help her look at some white cranes, so that she can go out and find some better herbs to heal her wounds.

She is not at ease when the white crane is left alone, who knows if there are fierce beasts here.