Seeing the griffin beast flying away, Aotian not only did not relax in his heart, but became a little worried, although the griffin beast is not the kind of monster that attacks in groups, but they also have their own group, and the griffin beast of this level is generally not low in wisdom, so Aotian is worried that after the griffin beast leaves, it will find a companion to help.

Aotian's strength is more than enough to deal with one griffon, but if you deal with several griffins, it will be too much.

"I hope this griffin beast doesn't call its companions!" Aotian sighed secretly, and immediately put away the strength of King Kong's body, and quickly ran towards Mu Ling'er.

But when he returned to Mu Ling'er again, he was surprised to find that the Bi Linghua had completely bloomed, and a refreshing and refreshing smell wafted out.

"Ling'er, ...... you" Aotian immediately guessed something, and couldn't help but look at Mu Ling'er's tightly clenched little fist in surprise.

"Brother Aotian, I'm afraid that there will be many long nights and dreams, and there will be more powerful demonic beasts coming, so I just used blood to ripen the Bi Ling Flower, you quickly pick this Bi Ling Flower, let's get out of here quickly!" Mu Ling'er blinked her clear eyes and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Mu Ling'er's words, Aotian was very moved, and immediately touched Mu Ling'er's hair, and said gratefully: "Ling'er, thank you!"

"It's okay, for Brother Aotian, Ling'er is not afraid of any amount of blood!" Mu Ling'er smiled slightly and said very sincerely.

Hearing this, Aotian's heart swelled with warmth, and he looked at Mu Ling'er with emotion, I don't know when, this simple little girl quietly walked into his life, and unconsciously entered his heart, becoming an inseparable part of his life.

Reaching out and touching Mu Ling'er's soft and smooth black hair, Aotian smiled slightly and said, "But I don't want Ling'er to shed too much blood!"

"Come, give me your hand!" Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Ling'er's clenched left hand, looked at a wound on the palm with some distress, and immediately took out a sword, ready to cut himself and treat Mu Ling'er's wound with his own blood.

"Brother Aotian's little wound is fine!" Mu Ling'er saw Aotian's intentions, although she was very moved in her heart, she couldn't bear to see Aotian hurt herself, so she quickly withdrew her hand and said.

"You're a girl, you can't leave too many scars on your body!" Aotian took Mu Ling'er's hand again, and then cut the palm with his sword, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and dripped it on Mu Ling'er's wound, and the wound healed quickly.

Aotian's healing ability is getting stronger and stronger now, so if the wound is too small and shallow, I'm afraid that it won't heal without even a drop of blood, so he can only cut the wound deeper.

After healing Mu Ling'er's wounds, Aotian immediately laid down the Bi Linghua, then picked up Mu Ling'er again, and quickly rushed into the distance.

But just after Aotian and Mu Ling'er left for more than an hour, several huge figures suddenly flew into the sky in the distance, and then came to the place where Bi Linghua was before.

These huge figures are none other than griffons, and the griffin that had previously fought with Aotian was also among them.

A few griffons walked around the place where the Bi Ling Hua was, but when they saw that the Bi Ling Flower had been removed, they had no choice but to leave here.

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On a cliff on the peak of the branch of the Ice Heart Sect, the setting sun added a touch of mild gold to the cold and stiff cliff, and a graceful figure as beautiful as a fairy was dancing in the light of the setting sun, and the long sword dyed golden by the setting sun continued to cut through a series of strong or soft arcs.

As if playing with the light of the sunset, it seems to want to cut off the love thread that cannot be touched or seen, but is haunted by dreams.

Although the sword dance seems to be pleasing to the eye, it reflects an indescribable sense of loneliness, and although the light of the sunset is mild, it doesn't seem to melt the desolation in the woman's heart.

Since Zhou Zhirui searched for Aotian in Beiqi Town to no avail, her heart seemed to plummet, although her people later returned to the Bingxin Sect, but her heart was lost in Beiqi Town, the whole person's temperament changed greatly, she was silent all day long, she liked to be alone, she was in a daze alone, and she also liked to dance the sword on this cliff where no one was around.

The dancing figure suddenly stopped, Zhou Zhirui put away her sword and stood still, looking at the sunset in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and she was a little distracted for a while.

After a while, I don't know what Zhou Zhirui remembered, those beautiful eyes gradually became extremely sad, and crystal tears also rolled in their eyes, as if they could fall down at any time.

"Aotian...... It's so hard to forget you, I really can't do it!" Zhou Zhirui bit her lips tightly, held back the tears in her eyes, and said silently to the sun.

The last time I went to Beiqi Town to look for Aotian to no avail, Zhou Zhirui thought that Aotian didn't want her to look for him at all, she was very sad, and her heart seemed to be hollowed out.

She had to admit that the man might not belong to her at all, or maybe he was just a passerby in her life, so even if she didn't want to, she had to forget about this person and continue with her original life.

After returning to the Ice Heart Sect, Zhou Zhirui thought that time could dilute everything, and time would make her slowly forget that person, but the more she tried to forget that man, the more she would remember, and the more that man went deeper into her heart.

The complicated feelings in her heart are even more cut, and the reason is chaotic, which makes her extremely sad.

A teardrop slipped from the corner of Zhou Zhirui's eye, ran down the delicate and flawless cheek, and fell to the ground at the end, falling on the rock, and shattering.

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In the dormitory area of the disciples of the Bingyue Branch, Ao Qingxue was lying on the bed in her room, her legs hanging down on the side of the bed, motionless, and her eyes were looking at the ceiling in a daze, as if she was contempling, as if she was reminiscing, but the look on her face was a little complicated and difficult to understand.

Suddenly, Ao Qingxue didn't know what Lu Dao thought, her eyes suddenly flashed a little shyly, and her fair cheeks also rose a touch of crimson, followed by a turn over, a little shy one hand covered her cheek, and said to herself: "It's miserable, it's miserable, it seems that I really like that guy!"

Since being rescued by the mysterious masked man that day, Ao Qingxue has often involuntarily recalled the picture of that day, recalling the man who was full of mystery, the man who saved her from the encirclement of the beast spirit warrior when she was almost desperate, the domineering man who could repel the beast spirit warrior with one punch, the man who galloped with thunder and lightning in his arms, the man who was a little cold, but a real hero.

Every time she thought of him, Ao Qingxue's heart would beat faster inexplicably, and her blood would surge all over her body, making her feel hot.

So she knew very well that although she didn't even see the appearance of that person, she was completely captured by his figure and temperament.

But Ao Qingxue has always had a worry in her heart, that is, that person is likely to be the person who saved Zhou Zhirui in the first place, if this is the case, wouldn't she fall in love with the same man as her senior sister, so what should I do.

So she is extremely conflicted now, and she doesn't dare to tell Zhou Zhirui about it, let alone ask Zhou Zhirui what the name of the man who saved her was in the first place.

But when she thought of Zhou Zhirui, Ao Qingxue's face couldn't help but sink, her beating heart also cooled, and she sighed a little disappointed: "Alas-maybe I'm just like my senior sister, I'm just amorous, that man told my senior sister his name at the beginning, and let my senior sister see his appearance, but I didn't even say a word to him, nor did I see his appearance, and I didn't even know what his name was!"

"Ao Qingxue, Ao Qingxue, don't have unrequited love here, they just saved you, and they didn't think about what to do with you at all!" Ao Qingxue sat up slowly, looked at the fading light outside the window a little lonely, and said with a lonely expression.

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Aotian took Mu Ling'er all the way to run, until night fell, and with Mu Ling'er's help, he found a relatively safe place and stopped to rest.

After the two of them ate some dry food, Aotian suddenly took out the Bi Ling Flower that he had obtained during the day, and then looked at Mu Ling'er and asked, "Ling'er, can this Bi Ling Flower be taken directly?"

"Yes, Brother Aotian, you can eat it now!" Mu Ling'er nodded and said with a smile.

"Half of us!" Aotian folded the Bi Linghua into two pieces and handed half to Mu Ling'er.

"No, Ling'er doesn't need it, and Bi Linghua can only play a role in nourishing the soul if you take a whole plant, if you only take half of it, I'm afraid it will only refresh your mind!" Mu Ling'er pushed Aotian's hand and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Aotian groaned a little, and then nodded helplessly: "Okay then!"

After speaking, he directly put the Bi Linghua in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and suddenly bursts of fresh breath echoed in his mouth and nose, so that Aotian's originally somewhat tired spirit suddenly became vigorous, and in an instant, Aotian felt that his ears and eyes were clear, and his five senses became unprecedentedly sharp, as if he could see farther, hear smaller sounds, and smell the breath that he could not perceive.

"It's really a good thing!" Aotian was excited, and he swallowed the chewed Biling Flower immediately.

After a while, Aotian only felt that a strange force gradually began to merge into the meridians from his stomach, and then gradually flowed into his brain as the meridians worked, and gradually began to nourish his soul.

Let his spirit never be stronger, as if he will never sleep and will never be sleepy.

"This feels great!" Feeling his ever-increasing mental power, Aotian said excitedly.

Seeing Aotian's happy appearance, Mu Ling'er also showed a relieved smile on her face, and secretly said that she must find Bi Linghua for Brother Aotian again in the future.

The sun rose again, and Mu Ling'er was woken up by the pleasant birdsong, opened her eyes, and looked at Aotian who was exercising in the morning.

Last night, due to the strange medicinal effect of Bi Ling Cao, Aotian didn't sleep all night, but now he is still refreshed, without the slightest feeling of exhaustion, and the medicinal effect of Bi Ling Cao has also been completely absorbed by Aotian's soul after a night, so that his spiritual power has improved a lot in one night.

The strength of the human soul is innate, although with age and cultivation, it can also make the soul slowly become stronger, and the spiritual power will increase with it, but the growth rate is very slow.

However, a Biling Flower allowed Aotian to obtain a growth effect equivalent to more than ten years of cultivation overnight.

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