I became the short-lived white moonlight of the demon god

"Anyway..."

Can't die.

"Does it hurt?"

Before Li Furen finished speaking, Feng Xuan interrupted suddenly.

Li Furen raised his eyes slightly, and saw the person in front of him with a wrinkled face, unsightly frowns, and undisguised worry in his eyes.

Li Furen paused, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably: "It hurts."

he said softly.

Feng Xuan felt distressed and annoyed: "Do you still know how to pronounce the word pain?"

He frantically took out the pill from the storage bag, but he said mercilessly: "...it hurts, you deserve it, forget it..."

Although he said so on his mouth, the wrinkled delicate face revealed the master's true inner thoughts.

Feng Xuan tugged at Li Furen's sleeve.

"Where?"

Feng Xuan was furious: "Heal the stubborn donkey."

Feng Xuan brought Li Furen back to her residence.

"Sit." He pointed casually and rummaged through the boxes.

Fengxuan has the blood of the phoenix, so she doesn't need foreign things like elixir, so she went down the mountain in a hurry, except for her blood and sycamore branches, there was nothing good about her.

That's right, he thought it was just a simple repayment of a favor, and he could leave casually.

"Who knew there was such a person at the booth..." Feng Xuan murmured.

Hearing the sound, Li Furen raised his head, and glanced at Feng Xuan very lightly.

But Feng Xuan didn't care, he picked and picked among the piles of bottles and jars he collected dissatisfiedly: "Let's use it for now."

He settled down, as if he was thinking or deciding something, and he said after a while: "When I get some time, I will refine some good pills for you, your health is too poor, these ordinary pills may not be of much use. "

The injuries on Li Furen's body have accumulated for decades, and I am afraid that except for the best pills in the world, other injuries on Li Furen's body are just a drop in the bucket.

Fengxuan does not have the best pill in the world, but the source of spiritual energy in Phoenix's bloodline is even more difficult to find in the world.

Feng Xuan seemed to comfort herself again: "But talking is better than nothing."

"Refining medicine?" Li Furen's eyes were dim, and he asked as if he had no intention of doing so.

Feng Xuan didn't notice it either, and replied without any scruples: "Well, spells, formations, charms, and elixir, I have learned some of them at um... home before."

Li Furen keenly caught the word "home", his eyes were dim, but he deliberately did not mention it.

Feng Xuan walked up to Li Furen with a pile of pills and wound medicines, and introduced them one by one: "You take these every day, they are for nourishing your body, I have written all the dosage on it."

Li Furen lowered his eyes slightly, and there was really a round and playful little note written on the small porcelain bottle.

His eyes scanned these words one by one, so careful that he didn't miss the corners of each word. Rather than reading annotations, he read classics, or only one copy.

After introducing these, Feng Xuan felt a little embarrassed: "Take off your clothes."

Li Furen's fingertips hanging by his side trembled, and he raised his head upon hearing this.

Feng Xuan explained with evasive eyes: "I will apply medicine to your wound. If you feel uncomfortable, you can do it yourself."

He handed the medicine out.

Li Furen didn't answer it, his eyes swept over the medicine jar, and he unbuttoned his coat with his slender fingers.

The movement is slow but full of strength.

For no reason, Feng Xuan's face became hot, and he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little tense, and he was about to hand over the medicine to Li Furen and go out by himself.

As a result, Li Furen turned around suddenly, and directly lifted up his shirt, blood-colored gullies were full of impact, clinging ugly and arrogant to all parts of Li Furen's back.

Feng Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, and the fingers holding the medicine kept tightening.

After a while, Feng Xuan bent down as if letting out a sigh of relief.

Luckily Li Furen is wearing strong clothes today, Feng Xuan thought.

You don't need to take off your clothes, just loosen the belt, and simply put it on.

Li Furen is worthy of being the only disciple of No Nian Sect who wears black clothes, even his inner clothes are the simplest black, which is piled up on his shoulders at this time, and the collar is more tightly covered than usual.

Feng Xuan restrained her mind, and carefully took the medicine without distraction.

His white and slender fingers with well-defined joints landed on the ugly and brutal blood scabs, and there was a strange sense of beauty.

His fingertips were round, and his fingertips were soft and warm. They were stained with wound medicine, and he carefully tapped them all over the wound.

Li Furen didn't say a word, but a thin layer of sweat oozed from Feng Xuan's forehead.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Xuan asked sullenly, with a nasal sound in her voice, like the whining of some small animal, and the hot air in her breath brushed against Li Furen's ears.

Li Furen's palms tightened abruptly, he lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes, and his calm tone was obviously turbulent: "Well, it doesn't hurt."

Feng Xuan knows that Li Furen is lying without guessing, such a serious injury, Li Furen is a flesh and blood body, how could it not hurt.

Feng Xuan only felt that her mind suddenly went blank, and she suddenly approached uncontrollably, within a punch of Li Furen's back.

He raised his mouth and blew lightly on the wound, as if all the pain could be blown away in one go.

After blowing, I still didn't forget to turn my head and ask: "How about this?"

The air was deathly still.

Feng Xuan's set of movements was smooth and flowing, and she didn't reflect what she did until after she finished, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

He hastily opened the distance again, his nervous fingertips began to tremble: "I'm asking, I'm asking, are you feeling better after taking the medicine?"

"En." Li Furen's voice was still cold, but there was a hint of hoarseness in it that was hard for others to detect.

It's just that "um", I don't know if it's referring to Fengxuan's sentence or the previous sentence.

Not only his hands, now Feng Xuan's whole body began to tremble nervously.

He just wanted to finish the medicine quickly, and one of the wounds stretched all the way up, sinking into the right shoulder.

Feng Xuan was also flustered, and directly stretched out her hand to probe inside, when suddenly, she bumped into a hard and cold object.

The tense atmosphere dissipated without a trace in an instant.

Feng Xuan clearly noticed that Li Furen's body froze.

The next second, Li Furen said: "I will do it myself."

Feng Xuan knew that she had accidentally touched Li Furen's Ni Lin, so she handed him the things honestly, got up and sat aside, her pair of wet round pupils looked up from bottom to top like mist, soft and timid, Apologizing softly like a baby: "I'm sorry."

Like some kind of small animal.

He used to use this trick when he made a mistake in the past, and usually pulled the corner of the master's clothes again, and the master would forgive him softly.

But now Fengxuan didn't dare to pull the corner of Li Furen's clothes, so she could only get closer, blinking innocently, and twitching her fingers.

The trick worked quickly.

Feng Xuan saw that Li Furen paused obviously, and his eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds: "It's okay."

The corner of Fengxuan's mouth suddenly smiled again, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But when his eyes touched the wound on Li Furen's body, his slightly bright eyes dimmed again.

"Is this all punished by your master?" Feng Xuan asked in deliberation.

When it was said that it was a punishment, Feng Xuan was clear about it, there was a high probability that Qiu Zijin saw that Li Furen was not pleasing to the eye, so he punished him casually.

"Yeah." Li Furen was obviously not proficient in applying the medicine.

Feng Xuan blinked, angry and annoyed: "Why did he punish you? Is there no reason?"

He thought of Qiu Zijin he met the day he stole to Ziyun Peak.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly glamorous and beautiful Lord Wu Nianzong actually has such a dark side of wanton, tyrannical and sexless in private.

But everyone still thinks that Qiu Zijin treats Li Furen well.

Li Furen's action of applying the medicine paused, his eyes darkened: "He is in a bad mood."

"Can you beat and punish disciples at will if you are in a bad mood?" Feng Xuan pointed at Li Furen's deep wounds, angrily, "He clearly wants you to die!"

Feng Xuan really felt that it was outrageous, since Qiu Zijin hated Li Furen so much, why did he accept him as a disciple?

He saw that the magic weapon Li Furen wore around his neck was not ordinary. With such painstaking efforts, Qiu Zijin really just wanted to raise someone who could beat and punish him at will?

He was speaking in anger, but Li Furen was silent for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly said:

"He won't let me die."

Feng Xuan's eyes were blank, and she couldn't figure out what Qiu Zijin was drawing.

But this is still Li Furen's private matter after all, although Feng Xuan wants to know, it's not easy to inquire too much.

But if it is for repaying a favor, it is not completely without ideas.

Li Furen had already taken the medicine and changed his clothes, Feng Xuan thought about it, then suddenly took a deep breath, and asked solemnly:

"Do you want to go?"

Feng Xuan met Li Furen's eyes, Li Furen's eyes were full of a dark luster that Feng Xuan could not understand.

Feng Xuan clasped the edge of the table nervously, speaking faster and faster: "I've thought about it, Wu Nian School is not a good place for you, it's better to leave Wu Nian School than to bear the humiliation under Qiu Zijin.

Although you can't cultivate, but the world is so big, where can you not settle down? "

Feng Xuan finished speaking in a single thought, and then quietly looked at Li Furen for a while, but Li Furen still didn't say a word.

Feng Xuan persuaded him: "Didn't you still have a friend when you were young? You can also go to him."

What Feng Xuan was talking about was, of course, the child he had seen in Dream Eater's illusion.

Li Furen wanted to see this child even if he was not afraid of death, it can be seen that this child is of great significance to Li Furen.

After he finished speaking, Li Furen's pupils turned darker, as if there was a storm in them.

Seeing this, Feng Xuan knew that Li Furen had listened: "You want to find him, right? If you want to find him, I can help you after you get out. Not to mention, I am very experienced in finding people... ..."

"I have found it."

Feng Xuan was instantly quiet.There was a blank look in his eyes again.

"You... found him so quickly?"

But Feng Xuan quickly reacted, he hesitated: "Look, it's better if you find it, and you can go with him when the time comes."

"The Erosion Bone Lock is an immortal artifact that Qiu Zijin spent thousands of years refining. Apart from him, there is no one else in the world who can unlock it."

Feng Xuan realized later that this "Bone Corrosion Lock" is the collar that locks Li Furen's neck.

"Feng Xuan."

This was the first time Li Furen called Feng Xuan's name.

His tone seemed to be mocking, but also filled with boundless emptiness.

"As long as Qiu Zijin is still around, I will never be able to escape."