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

Because Fengxuan recently had an appointment with the master of the Emperor's Palace, the matter of refining the spirit wood had to be put on the back burner for the time being.

At first Xiang Wenbai thought that Feng Xuan would be dissatisfied, after all he could see that Feng Xuan was anxious and caring about this matter, wishing to revive him immediately.

To Xiang Wen Bai's surprise, after hearing the news, Feng Xuan was unexpectedly calm, and Xiang Wen Bai didn't even see any other expressions from Feng Xuan's face.

So calm that it even gave Xiang Wen Bai an illusion: it was as if Feng Xuan had expected that the emperor would invite him to meet him.

Xiang Wenbo was startled, and quickly pushed down this idea, while explaining in his heart: How could it be?They hid it so well, God Fengxuan definitely didn't recognize the reason.

The date of meeting will come soon.

Xiang Wenbai followed Li Furen's instructions early in the morning and came to pick up Fengxuan.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xuan seemed to wake up earlier than him.

"Shangshen." He saluted Wen Bai and said hello, but his eyes forgot Feng Xuan's probing face, he saw that Feng Xuan's face was still calm and calm, so Xiang Wen Bai heaved a sigh of relief, and turned back in his heart The doubts that had arisen were also completely settled, and he thought, this meeting should go smoothly.

Walking all the way to Dijun's study, Xiang Wenbo stopped outside the door, respectfully said to behind him:

"The emperor is waiting for God inside."

Feng Xuan's face was peaceful, it seemed that this small meeting did not cause any disturbance in his heart, but only Feng Xuan knew how fast his heart was beating at this moment, as if the war drums were beating non-stop.

But he just nodded calmly, and his tone was flat as usual: "Okay."

Xiang Wenbo was relieved, he pushed the door open for Feng Xuan, and seeing Feng Xuan walking steadily into the room, he closed the door for the two of them half-relaxedly, and stood guard outside the door. up.

This is not the first time Fengxuan has visited the study room in the Emperor's Palace. The study room is very large, almost on par with the main hall. Facing it is a simple but elegant pear wood desk, and there are many bookshelves on one side , above are the books that the emperor often reads, and there is a short couch behind the curtain on the other side, but today there is a screen, and a figure can be vaguely seen through the curtain.

It is self-evident who this figure is.

Without hesitation, Feng Xuan bowed to the figure behind him through the thin curtain and screen, and said:

"Little fairy Fengxuan, I have seen the emperor."

"Recently, Feng Xuan is very grateful for being taken care of by the Emperor's Palace. Hearing that the Emperor has returned from retreat, Feng Xuan specially came to thank the Emperor in person."

He lowered his eyes and said, for a long time, there was no sound in the room, and the quiet Fengxuan suspected that he could hear his own rapid heartbeat.

Just when Fengxuan's eyelashes began to tremble uncontrollably, and she was about to be unable to hide it, a sickly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind the screen:

"It's okay, it's just a small matter."

As soon as the voice came out, Feng Xuan's impatient heart instantly calmed down—the voice was not like it.

Dijun's voice was nothing like Master's.

Feng Xuan lowered her eyes, even if no one could see, Feng Xuan still hid her sight very well, and when she spoke again, her voice was filled with a bit of inner peace:

"The Emperor was injured?"

A somewhat uncontrollable low cough came from behind the screen, and the last hoarse voice said: "Small injury, it's okay."

It can be said that it is a minor injury that can hurt the emperor so much, but who would believe it?

But since the emperor is unwilling to tell the truth, Feng Xuan is an outsider, so it is not easy to expose.

After all, Emperor Palace has helped him a lot, Feng Xuan thought for a while, and volunteered:

"In my phoenix family, there are some healing techniques that have been passed down. If the emperor doesn't dislike it, can you let me take a look for the emperor?"

It's not all about Feng Xuan's gratitude, it's more or less tentative—the voice can be changed, the appearance can be changed, but the aura of a person cannot be changed no matter what.

The cultivation level of the people inside was higher than his, and he couldn't detect half of the breath of the people inside through the distance of the screen.

Naturally, if the people inside deliberately concealed it, even if Feng Xuan deliberately went close to investigate, they would definitely not be able to detect the slightest breath.

This time, the people inside answered quickly: "No need."

A look of doubt welled up in Feng Xuan's eyes, but she took out the thank you gift she had prepared as usual, which was a pot of ebony medicine.

"That day the Emperor's Tiantai Wuyao was stolen, and later, by coincidence, it fell into my hands again, and was refined into Wuzhi Intermittent Ointment."

"I know that the Tiantai black medicine is a sacred object raised by the emperor for thousands of years, but the Tiantai black medicine is rare in the world. Although this Zhuyuejuan black medicine is not as good as the Tiantai black medicine, it is also rare in the world."

As he spoke, he held up the things in his hands.

When he came back from the Demon Realm, he searched for it on the road with great painstaking efforts. Naturally, it was not comparable in quality to Tiantai black medicine, but it was already the best black medicine that Fengxuan could find. up.

He doesn't know whether Dijun prefers the fairy flower of Wuyao or other reasons, but as long as he can get it, he will try his best to return it to Dijun.

A silver-gray aura suddenly appeared, wrapped the black medicine in Feng Xuan's hand, and slowly brought it behind the screen.

The moment this silver-gray aura appeared, although she couldn't feel the aura inside it, Feng Xuan's eyes jumped for no reason, and an extremely absurd thought rose in her heart:

He thought, if the two auras of extreme white and extreme black were turbid together, they would probably be such an extremely pure silver-gray.

This thought flashed through Feng Xuan's mind very quickly, but in the end it was still suppressed by Feng Xuan.

Fengxuan's eyes drooped slightly, neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know what kind of fairy flowers the emperor likes, the moon-rolled black medicine, I found it according to the appearance and habits of the Tiantai black medicine, if the emperor is not satisfied——"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted.

"This seat is very satisfied."

This voice seemed to be a little more different, even at first it was a little less hoarse, but when it fell into Feng Xuan's ears, it felt a little more familiar for no reason.

Biansheng Fengxuan didn't understand where this sense of familiarity came from.

Feng Xuan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized: "If the emperor likes it, it is naturally very good."

He was concentrating on wondering where that sense of familiarity came from, so he didn't know or see it. Behind the screen, under the control of silver-gray aura, the moon-rolled black medicine floated steadily in front of one person.

And the man was sitting on the short couch, wearing a pure white underclothes, with three thousand black hairs hanging down, his clearly restrained face was abruptly brought out by a pair of piercing eyes with a bit of unapproachable hostility, but this time Shi's unusually cold eyes, when looking at Yuejuan Wuyao in front of him, clearly overflowed with a bit of lingering tenderness.

He rested his head on one hand, stretched out his slender and pale fingertips, and fiddled with the flower core of Yuejuan Wuyao bit by bit, the fingertips moved softly and softly, saying that he was caressing his lover's body Can't be overemphasized.

If Xiang Wenbo saw this scene at this time, his eyeballs would definitely fall out of shock.

His eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was about to fall drunk in this small pot of moon roll black medicine, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear:

"What you send is naturally the best."

The voice was really too soft, and Li Furen restrained it forcefully, so when it passed through the screen and landed in Feng Xuan's ear, it turned into a deep murmur with unknown meaning, Feng Xuan couldn't hear it clearly, and his brows slightly twitched. wrinkle:

"What did the emperor just say?"

From inside the screen came a few more low coughs that were suppressed to the extreme.

"This seat said, I like it."

Li Furen also said this sentence very low, like a lover's babble, Feng Xuan's ears close to the screen and even the half of his body couldn't help but numb.

Feeling flustered for no reason, Feng Xuan calmed down and expelled those strange emotions from her body.

"I can't repay what I owe to the emperor. If the emperor needs help in the future, Fengxuan will die."

Feng Xuan's answer was only a high-pitched low cough.

Feng Xuan couldn't help frowning: "Is it really okay for the emperor?"

Without waiting for the people inside to reply, Feng Xuan said again:

"Let me take a look for the emperor, maybe there is a way."

As he said that, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he lifted the thin curtain and took a step forward, but was resisted by a spiritual energy.

"This seat said, no need."

The tone of the people inside was a bit tough, with a hint of irresistibility, Feng Xuan had no choice but to accept the pace: "The emperor must cultivate well."

Li Furen put one hand slightly curled up in front of his mouth and nose, coughing lowly, but the other hand was still in front of the pot of moon roll black medicine, as if he couldn't put it down.

It's just that those bottomless black pupils are a little less soft and more forbearing.

This time, it was him who spoke first: "I heard that you are looking for spiritual wood to refine the body for the dead, and you want to anoint your old friend with black sesame intermittently?"

Caught off guard when talking about this topic, Feng Xuan couldn't help clenching his palms, his eyes flickered slightly, he stood between the thin curtain and the screen, only through the screen, he could see the figure behind him more clearly, he nodded, generously admitted: " yes."

After finishing speaking, I heard the already hoarse voice of the person behind the screen getting a little bit deeper, obviously weak, but firm and steady, making people not even half-slack in the slightest:

"Then do you know that this technique violates the order of the heavens? Since ancient times, no one in the world has succeeded. Do you know the reason?"

I don't know what came to mind, Feng Xuan's mood suddenly sank, and there was a deep meaning in her tone that she hadn't noticed, and she answered truthfully: "There is a beginning and an end in the world, there are gains and losses."

"Since you know it, you must know the end of disrupting the order of heaven in the world."

The words were suddenly interrupted.

Feng Xuan's voice was neither high nor low, piercing the screen and smashing into Li Furen's ear: "Is the emperor trying to stop me?"

Li Furen suddenly felt his throat tense and opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word a few times.

After a long while, after recovering, he could speak hoarsely: "If this deity stops you, will you stop?"

Feng Xuan blinked, but did not answer, instead she suddenly approached: "Then dare to ask the emperor, what is the identity and reason for preventing an irrelevant person from taking risks?"

When he said this, his face looked normal, but in fact, his palms hidden in his sleeves had already been tightly clenched into fists, his nervous heart seemed to jump into his throat, and the bang bang bang was like thunder.

Feng Xuan has no doubt that if he takes another step forward, the people behind the screen will definitely hear his heart pounding like a drum.

Xu didn't expect Feng Xuan to come out like this, Li Furen was suddenly dumb, and after a while, he sighed softly.This short sigh gently scratched Feng Xuan's heart like a cat's paw, making him wish he could push the screen aside to see the people behind him, but reason was like a rope tied around his neck, pulling He wouldn't let him take even half a step forward.

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