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

After leaving the gate of the palace, Li Furen's body trembled violently, almost falling down, but Xiang Wenbai discovered Li Furen's abnormality in time, and secretly supported Li Furen before Li Furen fell down.

Xiang Wenbai couldn't hide the anxiety on his face: "Dijun!"

Although he knew that Li Furen was injured in order to refine evil thoughts, but this was the first time he was able to get close to Li Furen's side.

The aura in Li Furen's body was disordered, and his aura was released uncontrollably. Xiang Wen Bai could find out what was going on in Li Furen's body even without careful inspection——

The spiritual veins are in a mess like miscellaneous threads, cracked, broken, dry and dry, almost none of the spiritual energy on the veins is smooth.

This this……

Xiang Wenbo was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, and his hands that supported Li Furen couldn't help shaking.

You know, the spiritual vein is the foundation of a person's cultivation. If the spiritual vein is destroyed and the spiritual energy is blocked, it can't be used at all.

Looking at Wen Bo again, he saw that one of the spiritual veins entangled like hemp balls was particularly full of spiritual energy. For some other spirit veins, these few good spirit veins are connected together by force, so as to barely support the journey of spirit energy, and this is exactly the reason why Li Furen can still use spirit energy even though his spirit veins are completely destroyed. reason.

But in this way, the spirit veins that had a slight chance to recover completely lost the possibility of recovery!

Xiang Wenbo's eyes cracked.

Li Furen's veil was lifted at this time, revealing a pale but undiminished majestic face, his expression was indifferent, as if he was not the one who was injured.

If Xiang Wenbai hadn't discovered it today, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see the slightest abnormality from Li Furen until he died!

Xiang Wenbai gritted his teeth: "Since the emperor's spiritual veins have been severely injured, he should retreat and cultivate well. Even if he recuperates for thousands of years and is born again, Wen Bai will not say a word."

When Li Furen heard this, his eyelids twitched.

At this time, they were still standing not far in front of the alchemy hall.

Turning his body slightly, he could still see the boy's figure in his peripheral vision.

Li Furen frowned disapprovingly, and he let go of Wen Bai's hand, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Xiang Wenbai's voice immediately became quieter. Even so, he still hated iron for being weak and roared: "But why did the emperor take the action of destroying the spirit veins!"

Even though Xiang Wenbai had lowered his voice as much as possible, when Xiang Wenbai said this, Li Furen still glanced at him from the corner of the eye, until he was completely sure that Xiang Wenbai's words were not heard by Fengxuan. Go, then lightly raised his eyelids, and gave Wen Bai a warning look: "My seat has its own consideration."

Xiang Wenbai understood almost instantly that the emperor's move was clearly for Fengxuan!

"Dijun!" Xiang Wenbai clearly wanted to say something more, but when he raised his head, Li Furen gave him a light glance.

Xiang Wen Bo immediately didn't dare to say another word, he looked hesitant, but could only silently follow behind Li Furen.

Supported by Li Furen, he followed Li Furen all the way to where he is today.

For so many days, he witnessed Li Furen's condition deteriorating with his own eyes, but he couldn't do anything about it.

This is Li Furen's choice, he can't control it, but he can't just watch Li Furen run out of fuel.

Xiang Wenbai pressed his lips tightly.

Li Furen's situation was already in jeopardy, and he was hanging by that semi-spiritual vein that was about to be severed. In the past few days, he had repeatedly dreamed of his soul, not to mention, he still wanted to use such a broken body to replace him. Feng Xuan practiced the art of bringing the dead back to life.

After a lot of tossing, Li Furen's spiritual energy that was already disordered in his body immediately started fighting, and when he returned to his residence, Li Furen even collapsed directly, so he had to meditate in his room and couldn't avoid going out.

Xiang Wenbo guarded for a few days, until Li Furen was temporarily out of danger, and he was relieved.

But he knows that Dijun is in an emergency now, and this kind of cultivation alone will not be of much use at all. He intends to persuade Dijun to retreat—even if the spiritual vein is damaged, his cultivation may be greatly damaged in the future, but as long as the injury is healed , the person is still there, and the matter of cultivation can be found in another way in the future.

But every time before he could speak, he would be forced back by Dijun's murderous gaze.

It seems that relying on him alone to persuade the emperor will definitely not work.

Xiang Wenbo soon had a decision in his mind.

When Li Furen's condition improved slightly, he knocked on the door somewhere in the Emperor's Hall.

"Who?" Feng Xuan's voice could not be said to be strong, after asking, he seemed to remember something, and his tone suddenly brought a bit of expectation, "Who are you?"

"It's me, Xiang Wenbo."

The anticipation in Feng Xuan's eyes completely dissipated, he got up and opened the door, looked around Wen Bai, but still couldn't see the figure of that person.

"I came alone."

Feng Xuan nodded, he had been in a daze for the past few days, he had encountered so many things in a short period of time that he couldn't tell whether all these things were real or just a dream.

Seeing Fengxuan's complexion is not good, Xiang Wenbai thought of an excuse before coming, but he couldn't say it directly: "Is Shangshen okay?"

The corner of Feng Xuan's mouth curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes: "It's okay."

It was even more difficult for Xiang Wenbo to speak.

Fengxuan seemed to have guessed the reason for Xiang Wenbai's visit: "Xianjun is looking for me, but is there anything I can help with?"

Feng Xuan took the initiative to speak, and told Xiang Wenbo to breathe a sigh of relief. He unconsciously put away the smile on his face, and said seriously, "I'm afraid Dijun's health...is very bad."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xuan's eyelashes trembled obviously.

Xiang Wenbai continued: "I came to Shangxian this time because I wanted to ask Fengxuan Shangxian to do a favor for my subordinates."

His face couldn't be more serious, even Feng Xuan's heart was pulled.

Feng Xuan took a breath, and kept her last calm:

"But it doesn't matter."

……

The spiritual veins in his body had already been exhausted. On the day when his soul returned to his body, a section of spiritual veins was forcibly connected, which barely supported him to find the Emperor Palace.

He knew that Feng Xuan had witnessed the death of "Li Furen" in the field of bones, so after he narrowly escaped death, he was worried that Feng Xuan would do something stupid, or that he would not be able to bear such a blow.

If the boy came out of the place where the bones were buried safely, he must be in the Emperor's Palace.

Even with injuries on his body, Li Furen rushed back as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, he guessed right, the boy had indeed returned, and what made him feel more at ease was that the boy didn't do anything stupid because of a momentary stimulus.

He knew that with a youthful temperament, he would not be easily defeated.

The moment he saw Feng Xuan, Li Furen felt as if his soul had returned to his homeland, and his whole body was at peace even with his soul.

In other words, Fengxuan is the homeland of his soul.

Li Furen slowly retracted his gestures, and the aura around him gradually returned to normal. The moment he opened his eyes, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the young man's crisp but tired voice: "Master... Emperor, yes I, Feng Xuan."

Li Furen's eyes twitched, and he was trying to find a reason to refuse, but he heard the young man outside the door continue: "I heard that the emperor is ill, so I came to see him."

The people inside were silent, Feng Xuan raised her voice: "Dijun, Dijun?"

Feng Xuan was in a hurry, pushed the door open and walked in: "Master!"

Li Furen was confused for a moment, when the sound of pushing the door suddenly sounded, Li Furen quickly dodged to the side behind the screen.

As soon as Feng Xuan entered the door, he saw a graceful figure behind the screen. Fortunately, he was fine, Feng Xuan let out a sigh of relief, and later realized that he had entered the door by force, so he apologized embarrassingly: "I thought that Master... something happened to the emperor."

Li Furen paused for a moment, then a soft voice, as if not waiting for any trace of emotion, sounded coldly: "I've finished reading? Let's go."

Feng Xuan must not be able to leave: "I will take a look at the injury for the emperor." He frowned as he spoke, and wanted to step forward.

However, when he walked a few steps in front of the screen, there seemed to be a transparent wall in front of him, blocking him out abruptly, and he couldn't move forward even half a step.

Feng Xuan couldn't hide his anxiety and anger, he directly shouted: "Master, withdraw the spiritual energy."

Li Furen just repeated: "Get out."

What he said was clearly to drive people away, but there was no trace of the coercion towards Wen Bai in his tone, it was vague, even with an imperceptible gentleness.

This is not so much an order as a dissuasion.

Both of them refused to give in, Feng Xuan even tried to forcefully break the aura wall, and personally checked Li Furen's physical condition.

When his spiritual energy was about to break through this invisible wall, Li Furen's tone finally became severe:

"stop!"

"This seat said it, didn't you hear it!"

Feng Xuan's movements froze in the air, and the atmosphere in the room became visibly depressed with the two harsh reprimands of Li Furen.

Li Furen is also aware of the abnormality at this moment, and the number of times he has scolded the young man with such a tone for thousands of years is very rare, but it should definitely not be the reason for this moment.

Behind the screen, Li Furen tilted his head slightly guilty, and his tone softened involuntarily, with the meaning of helplessness:

"You go out first."

There was still no movement in the room, Li Furen's gaze pierced the screen again and landed on Feng Xuan, and he realized that, without knowing where to start, the young man was trembling slightly, as if he was crying uncontrollably Shaking from time to time.

Li Furen's eyes couldn't move away for a moment, his whole heart was clenched into a ball, and even his breathing became subdued. He involuntarily took a step forward, as if he wanted to comfort him, but he had no choice but to stop at the screen back.

As soon as he stopped moving, the young man uttered in a subdued crying and nasal voice:

"Thousands of years ago, Master had already died once, so after a thousand years, would Master still want to die in front of Feng Xuan again?"

It was as if a huge thunder exploded in Li Furen's mind, Li Furen was in a daze, his mind went blank.

The pain in the boy's voice even overflowed.

Behind the screen, Li Furen's mind was in turmoil, and he was speechless for a long time.

But the aura wall that was blocking Feng Xuan's body disappeared at some point.