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

Feng Xuan's heart almost jumped into his throat, and his pupils contracted uncontrollably.

Against the light, a figure in a silver-gray robe appeared in Feng Xuan's sight.

This person is tall and tall, and he is indeed somewhat similar to Master's figure, but his temperament is completely different from Master's gentle relatives.Just looking at it from a distance, there is an air of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, and a hostility that cannot be hidden no matter how hard it is.

Before seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the expectations in Feng Xuan's heart have dropped by three points.

But Feng Xuan did not give up, her eyes moved up with the figure, and when the person approached, Feng Xuan was finally able to see the face of the person clearly - he was wearing a white veil, on which a spell was cast, called When one person looked over, he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness, like a cloud, but he couldn't see the face of the veiled person at all.

This……

A gleam of unknown meaning flashed in Feng Xuan's eyes.

After the emperor walked in, Feng Xuan saluted and said respectfully: "I have seen the emperor."

Although he couldn't see his face, it was a rare opportunity to get in touch with the emperor. Feng Xuan tried to find some similarities and differences in human behavior.

It's a pity that the emperor simply nodded slightly after hearing his words, and then went straight to the point: "Is everything ready?"

The reason why Fengxuan agreed to the emperor's help was naturally not to seriously seek the emperor's help.

The art of bringing the dead back to life is to survive the danger, and that is his own business, and he will never let others bear the danger for him.

He is willing to accept Dijun's help, just to test Dijun, that is, whether he is the person he is looking for.

So Feng Xuan nodded: "It's all ready."

Before he finished speaking, he took two steps forward and approached, and continued: "Wouldn't it be troublesome for the emperor to wear a veil when refining spirit wood?"

Dijun didn't seem to have much interest in talking to him: "I will take him down when refining later, you wait outside the door."

Fengxuan's eyes couldn't help but darken, he didn't continue to dwell on this issue, instead he became concerned about Li Furen's body: "The last time we met in the study, I saw that the emperor's breath was weak and it was difficult for him to talk. As I said, the emperor is refining evil thoughts, which is extremely dangerous."

He asked: "The injury on Dijun's body has recovered now?"

Li Furen's tone was flat: "It's almost there."

It seemed that he only cared about the refining materials, since he stepped into the palace, he never gave Feng Xuan the slightest look.

Feng Xuan then took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and through the void, with a strong and domineering aura, went straight to Li Furen's body, wanting to probe the situation inside Li Furen's body.

At this moment, Feng Xuan really just wanted to see Li Furen's physical condition, and had no other half-testing intentions.

Who knew that his spiritual energy had just touched the body of the emperor, and the silver-gray spiritual energy that was several times more domineering than his spiritual energy suddenly poured out, swallowing Fengxuan's spiritual energy in an instant, and there was not even half of it left.

At the same time, the emperor exuded an extremely powerful aura, which was exactly the same as what Feng Xuan met in the study a few days ago, but the aura at this time was far more terrifying than that at that day.

Feng Xuan's legs softened almost instantly, and he took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize his figure in this extremely terrifying momentum. Even so, fine beads of sweat quickly ooze from the corners of his forehead, and he was short of breath. .

Only then did Li Furen withdraw his breath, his tone seemed dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

Feng Xuan just broke free from the fear of death, his chest heaved up and down rapidly, without hesitation: "See if your injury is healed."

By this time, Feng Xuan was almost certain that the person in front of her was the master she had been looking for for thousands of years.

He said in a bad mood: "If the emperor is injured and broken in my alchemy hall, then I will have a thousand mouths, and I can't speak clearly outside."

Li Furen had a rare moment of hesitation, and seemed to think that what Feng Xuan said was right, so he flipped his long fingers, and a thin thing appeared out of thin air between the index finger and the middle finger.

He spread his hand, and the thing slowly opened in his palm, and it turned into a golden paper crane, exactly the same as the one Feng Xuan received a few days ago.

Feng Xuan couldn't help muttering in her heart: What is this man doing to fold so many paper cranes?

I saw the emperor pinching the paper crane with his fingertips and placing it not far from his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Send an order to Wen Bai to wait outside the alchemy hall."

After all, he wanted to get the paper crane to set off, but he remembered something, held the paper crane and approached again, and added:

"Without my order, you can't come in if you hear any movement."

This time, after he finished speaking, he tapped his fingertips without any hesitation, and the paper crane seemed to come to life immediately, fluttering a pair of wings, and flew out of the palace slowly. It seemed that he was looking for Wen Bai. up.

Of course Fengxuan knew the meaning of the emperor's order to Wen Bai - as long as someone could testify to Fengxuan's innocence, then even if something happened to him during the refining process, the other immortals outside would have no reason to misunderstand Feng Xuan's body.

Although this emperor has never said a single nice word to him, nor has he made a single intimate gesture since the first moment he came in, but Feng Xuan can clearly feel the tenderness and warmth coming from this person. Endless concern... exactly the same as his master treated him.

When Li Furen was doing these things, there didn't seem to be anything absolutely abnormal or wrong, and he didn't seem to think that he was a leader of the fairy world, taking risks as an unknown little phoenix; or he was afraid of his own death. Death implicated little Fenghuang, and before he was in danger, he began to pave the way for Xiaofeng everywhere, clearing away all hidden dangers, and finding out what was wrong with all kinds of actions.

But Feng Xuan saw it.

After Li Furen handled everything, he secretly thought that there should be no other place that would harm Feng Xuan, so he turned his head, his tone was still flat, like a pool of stagnant water that would never make waves but bottomless: "This way Is it okay?"

He was afraid that he might have missed something carelessly, so he quietly waited for Feng Xuan's answer, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Li Furen finally raised his eyes and looked in Feng Xuan's direction seriously.

However, at some point, the young man lowered his head, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he was trembling, as if he was enduring it. His appearance looked very fragile, like a piece of precious porcelain that would break if touched lightly.

This appearance immediately caused Li Furen under the veil to frown tightly.

What's going on here?

However, before Li Furen regained his senses, he saw a drop of crystal-clear matter, which seemed to appear suddenly from the void, slid down abruptly, hit the ground, and turned into groups of small black spots.

Li Furen finally realized at this time, the boy is... crying?

As if something exploded in his mind, Li Furen's palms hanging on both sides had clenched tightly into fists at some point, and his fingertips dug into the flesh at some point, the force was so great that the flesh was mutilated and blood flowed out.

Under the veil, his dark ink-like eyes firmly fell on the boy's body. Seeing the tears falling endlessly, he wanted to take a step forward and hold him in his arms—but he couldn't .

The aura flowed from the fingertips, and the bleeding wound immediately returned to normal, but the aura could stop the wound, but it couldn't stop the tears.

He forced himself to look away, his movements were extremely stiff, and he walked in the opposite direction to the boy step by step, telling himself in his heart: the person he wants to see is his master, not you Li Furen.

If you let him know that Master and Li Furen are the same person, tell me, will he start to hate both of them?

Li Furen admits that he has selfish intentions, and he still wants to keep his last piece of paradise in the boy's heart, so let him keep it in the boy's heart with the best memories.

For him, giving his life for the youth is the best end.

He convinced himself over and over again that only in this way could he ignore the boy's forbearable cries.

He strode forward with difficulty, and seeing that he was about to walk under the cauldron, he still couldn't restrain himself, turned his head abruptly, and his voice was full of hoarseness that could not be concealed: "Ah Xuan..."

Under the veil, his eyes were red, and he was exactly the same as Li Furen after becoming a demon.

However, the boy was no longer in the same place.

As if a treasure had been broken, Li Furen's eyes were shattered, his aura became uncontrollable and violent, his scarlet eyes kept searching back and forth in the hall, nervously searching for the boy's figure.

The pitch-black demonic energy that came from nowhere suddenly lingered around Li Furen's body, making the aura around him even more strange.

This is... the heart demon!

"A Xuan!"

Li Furen took a few steps forward at a loss, looked around in a daze, and almost shouted out the name with a low growl. The pitch-black demonic energy surged into shape, like a huge wave, rolling continuously on the top of Li Furen's head, sending out a huge rumbling sound. ring.

Seeing that the demonic energy is about to swallow people completely.

A pure white figure suddenly jumped into Li Furen's arms.

Familiar breath, familiar softness.

As soon as Feng Xuan opened his mouth, the dark devilish energy around Li Furen immediately dissipated like a dark cloud meeting a bright sun.

Feng Xuan shouted:

"Master..."

Feeling the familiar but long-lost temperature in his bosom, Li Furen seemed to be in a dream.

His whole body was stiffer than before, and he almost forgot to breathe.

He exerted all his strength with his arms, as if he wanted to keep the boy in his arms, but he restrained himself from acting rashly, for fear that any slight movement of his would scare the person in his arms away in the next second.

This is the most precious and most precious thing for him, and he has lost it and found it again. He regards it as the treasure of his life.

"You..." His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear what he said.

"What did you call me just now?"

Feng Xuan raised her head, wrapped her arms tightly around the person in front of her, and said firmly, "Master... I've been looking for you for a long time..."

His tears could not stop sliding down:

"I thought I would never see you again, Master..."

Li Furen's last rationality finally completely collapsed in the boy's crying, his trembling arms hugged the boy tightly, and his muscles were constantly trembling with tension.

He told himself, only for a while, he only sinks for a while, when the dream wakes up, he will withdraw without hesitation, leaving the most perfect shadow in the young man's heart.

He really is...

It's really embarrassing to see their little Phoenix suffer.

Li Furen raised his hand, just like he did countless times a thousand years ago, gently stroked the top of the boy's hair, rubbing his palm slightly, feeling the softness of the boy's hair, he said:

"Master is here. Didn't Master say that he will always be by your side?"

His palm is generous and warm, bringing long-lost peace of mind.

The young man's suppressed voice turned into a soft snot, he took out the sycamore branch that he still carried close to his body even though he had lost the breath of his master, obviously trying to hold back, but when he opened his mouth, he burst into tears and burst into tears. Said:

"But I, but I'm useless..."

He wailed loudly, out of breath, eyes full of pain:

"I lost Master..."

The last line of defense in Li Furen's heart suddenly collapsed as if a dike had been broken. He tightly hugged the crying and breathless boy in his arms, his pupils were about to bleed, and his throat seemed to have been scorched by fire. like husky:

"How could it be that there is no sycamore branch,"

"Master is always by your side."

Feng Xuan burst into tears.

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