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

——Then dare to ask Dijun, what is his identity and reason to prevent an irrelevant person from taking risks?

These words seemed to be casted by a spell, and they kept circulating in Li Furen's ears and brain. It seemed that a group of storms had quickly gathered in the center.

Seriously injured, the violent aura was involuntarily exposed, quickly enveloping the young man outside the screen.

He is the god of war in ancient times, he has quelled the wars of the demon clan many times, and he has had countless blood stains on his hands.

As soon as this hostility came out, the people outside the screen immediately pressed down, not even daring to breathe, and even their bodies trembled slightly.

Li Furen only felt a headache and felt like something was burning in his heart, it was extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't even notice when the hostility was released.

Knowing that he finally recalled that the young man was still outside, he forced himself to wake up for a moment with difficulty. When he looked outside, he saw behind the screen, the young man stood stubbornly not far from the screen, even though his body was still trembling slightly, he was dead. Gritting his teeth, he refused to take half a step back.

Li Furen only felt that a string in his brain was snapped, and instantly he woke up as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on his head, and immediately withdrew the unkind aura he released.

As soon as this aura dissipated, Feng Xuan stepped back several steps with a pale face, leaning against the thin curtain jambs, barely supporting her weak legs.

The breath of the two of them was a little flustered for a while.

Li Furen's palms were tightly clenched, and he almost exhausted all his strength to restrain himself from rushing out. Even so, he still had an anxious look on his face, like a big wolfhound seeing his master suffering, But he had to stay where he was, seeing the master's brows and eyes tightly frowned, and the aura of the big dog was obviously not much better.

Feng Xuan slowed down for a while, before he managed to recover from the dangerous aura that made people feel terrified in his heart, his eyes couldn't help passing through the screen, and fell on the person inside, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

Is this the answer Dijun gave him?

Feng Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, even though he was enveloped by such a terrifying hostility just now, his voice was still half invisible at this moment, he said in a clear and neither humble nor overbearing voice: "It was Feng Xuan's words that offended."

After speaking, he bowed inward again.

Indeed, he had a lot of questions when he came up. It's normal for Dijun to be a little irritable and a little annoyed.

It seems that today is not a good time to test.

If you can't find what you want, it's useless to stay any longer.

Feng Xuan thought so, and said goodbye: "I'm really sorry for bothering Di Jun Yaxing today, if Di Jun wants to meet again next time, Feng Xuan will make an apology to Di Jun."

"Dijun is injured, please rest well, I will retire now."

Having said that, he turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xuan had only walked a few steps, and suddenly thought of Dijun's low and weak voice behind him: "You are determined and will not give up, right?"

Feng Xuan's footsteps paused slightly, but she didn't turn her head back, she was extremely firm: "I will never give up."

The young man's words were sonorous, even though he knew that the people behind him might not agree with his method, and would even try to block him, he didn't hesitate or hide at all.

That's how he is. He will never give up on things he has decided, even if the sky falls.

As everyone knows, when he said this, through a thin layer of screen, the emperor who was at the top of the immortals was staring at his back half worriedly and half proudly.

Yes, his Ah Xuan never gives up easily.

He coughed and thought.

After the boy finished speaking, he raised his foot and wanted to go again, but was stopped again:

"Feng Xuan!"

The voice was short and hasty, and it could be seen that the owner of the voice was really anxious.

Feng Xuan didn't turn her head back: "What else is there for the emperor, do you need me to call Xianjun Wen Bai in for the emperor?"

Feng Xuan's tone was alienated, and he kept walking, just when he had clasped his hands on the door and was about to pull it open.

"Aren't you going to bring the dead back to life?"

The voice behind him also sounded without hesitation.

"This seat will help you."

As soon as these four words came out, Feng Xuan's mind suddenly exploded and went blank.

His hands clasped on the door had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

As the distance got closer, one could even find that in the eyes of the young man, there was a cluster of light gradually expanding, and the shimmering light seemed to keep shining in the eyes.

The strength of his palm was too strong, even the good fairy tree was slightly deformed by him.

His mind was blank, and he almost squeezed out the word "good" from the back of his throat.

The next second, the door was opened by Feng Xuan, and he rushed out with a dignified and dazed expression.

Seeing Wen Bai who had been waiting outside the door, his complexion sank, and he rushed into the study immediately to check Li Furen's situation.

……

Feng Xuan left the study in a daze, his heart flustered, but before he left, the four words "I will help you" from the emperor kept echoing in his mind.

The voice was hoarse and deep to the extreme, and it was clearly far from the gentle voice in memory, but at the moment Dijun said this, two irrelevant voices completely combined in Feng Xuan's mind Get up, there is no violation.

Even Feng Xuan could see the helpless but helpless expression on Master's face when he said this sentence.

The emperor was clearly trying to persuade him earlier, why did he suddenly change his attitude.

Why should you persuade him, and why should you help him?

Fengxuan's spiritual consciousness seemed to be in a mess, and it was precisely because of this that he finally escaped from the study. Even so, he still couldn't calm down for a long time.

He was flustered, walking aimlessly in the Emperor's Hall, and couldn't help thinking in a mess, if the Emperor was really a master, how did the famous Emperor become the master of this unknown little phoenix? Why did you stay with him for thousands of years in Mortal Realm Mountain?

He couldn't help but think that if the emperor was really his master, it turned out that the master hadn't heard from him after his ascension, so it wasn't because he didn't want to see him, but because he was refining evil thoughts.

It's not that I don't want him anymore.

I also remembered that the emperor was seriously injured, and now the injury has not healed...

Feng Xuan's heart was very complicated for a while, happy and sad for a while.The sky was almost dimmed in a trance.

In the distance, a round milky-yellow figure suddenly rushed over in mid-air, and bumped into Feng Xuan's arms with his head covered, and Feng Xuan was caught off guard.

Warm in his arms, Feng Xuan looked down and saw that it was a loyal bird full of joy.

When Feng Xuan saw this little guy, his heart became quiet for no reason. He hugged the little loyal bird, poked his fingertips in its chubby, soft and fluffy down, and made a few shallow marks. , Feng Xuan's heart almost melted.

The corners of Feng Xuan's mouth turned up, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Why, you know you're back when you're tired from playing?"

There is a vast and boundless deep forest on the mountain behind the Emperor's Palace, where the sun is just right, and the spiritual energy is abundant, it is most suitable for their spiritual beast cultivation life, and there are many spiritual birds in it.

Since finding this deep forest, the loyal bird is like a fish in water, and has many friends. It plays and practice with its group of friends every day, not to mention how happy it is.

Seeing Zhong Lingniao happy, Feng Xuan felt relieved.

He thought that the loyal bird had forgotten him long ago, but he didn't expect that this little guy had a bit of a conscience and knew to take the time to come back and see him.

Feng Xuan then poked the little guy's stomach with his fingertips again, the loyal bird knew how to please Feng Xuan, and rolled around in accordance with Feng Xuan's movements, looking unbearable and pitiful , apparently put Feng Xuan in a good mood.

Feng Xuan nodded its little head: "You still have a little conscience."

So the little loyal bird rubbed against Feng Xuan's fingertip again, so cute.

"Is there anything you need to ask me?" Feng Xuan just asked casually, but unexpectedly, he actually asked the question seriously.

The little guy unsteadily got up from his arms, flew to Fengxuan, flapped its little wings, and there was a flash of light under the wings.

Feng Xuan took it out and saw that it was a small folded paper crane, the color was bright and golden, but it was somewhat similar to the fur color of Feng Xuan's original phoenix.

The creases of the paper crane are neat and clean. Seeing this paper crane, Feng Xuan could even imagine how a pair of slender hands with well-proportioned bones folded the paper crane step by step.

For no reason, Feng Xuan suddenly felt a little hot in his heart, he endured the anomaly in his heart, and tapped his fingertips on the top of the paper crane's head.

Following his movements, a silver-gray light suddenly appeared on the paper crane, and then, a hoarse voice familiar to Feng Xuan, who had not heard it for a long time, suddenly appeared:

"Three days later, you have prepared all the materials needed for refining, and we will see you in the Alchemy Hall."

As soon as the words fell, the light on the paper crane disappeared again, turning into a golden ordinary paper crane, lying obediently in Feng Xuan's palm.

Needless to say, Feng Xuan knew who sent it, he was just a little puzzled, and poked Zhong Lingniao's raised belly:

"When did you carry me behind your back and have such a good relationship with the master of the Emperor Palace, huh?"

He pretended to be serious, scaring the little loyal bird, and hurriedly flew around, rubbing Feng Xuan's cheek to show his affection.

The soft and fluffy fluff sticks to the human body, bringing a strange feeling of warmth and softness. Feng Xuan sighed angrily, and said softly, "I really can't do anything about you."

Thinking of something again, he asked, "Did you come from his study just now?"

The loyal bird nodded obediently.

"Have you ever seen his face?"

The loyal bird paused and quickly shook its head.

"Then what else did he say?"

The loyal bird chirped, and everything started from the first second it flew into Dijun's study, even the study with its left wing advanced or the right wing advanced, and it didn't leave any decorations in the study .

Feng Xuan listened carefully at first, but after listening for a long time, there was no useful news at all. He couldn't help touching his forehead and interrupted Zhong Lingniao.

"Alright, let's stop here."

After talking, he took the little guy who was still talking and headed back.

Not long after one person and one bird left, a tall figure appeared at the end of the garden wearing a thick cloud-patterned cloak, watching the boy's back go away under the moonlight.

……

Except for spirit wood, the refining materials are not rare items, Feng Xuan has already collected them all.

Feng Xuan probably has the answer in her heart, but she has had a good rest these few days.

On the day agreed with the emperor, Feng Xuan woke up early and rushed to the Alchemy Hall alone at the appointed time.

In the empty alchemy hall, there are three people hugging each other, and a huge furnace with a height of one and a half people stands firmly in the center of the hall.Mountains, rivers and all things are carved on the furnace tripod, which looks simple and elegant, but if you look carefully, you can vaguely see some order of the avenue.It can be seen that it is a rare fairy weapon in the world.

Feng Xuan's eyes couldn't help being a little more fanatical.Good refining equipment means that his refining success rate will be higher.

Feng Xuan looked at the cauldron carefully, and slowly pondered in his mind how to make more use of the cauldron.

Not long after he arrived, there was a sound of dull but firm footsteps coming from outside the hall.

Feng Xuan knew in his heart that there would be no one else who came to the alchemy hall at this time except the emperor who had an agreement with him.

As the footsteps approached, Feng Xuan's heart almost rose to her throat.

All he thought about was, what should he do if the person who came was the master, and what should he do if the person who came was not the master... what should he do.

Feng Xuan's heart was flustered like numbness, but on the face she forced herself to be calm, and her eyes fell on the entrance of the hall.

At the same time, the sun finally rose, and with the sound of footsteps and silhouettes, it shone in dazzlingly from outside the hall.