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

The huge square was silent.

Surprise, contempt, spurn... All kinds of eyes cast from all directions, gathered on Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan's face remained unchanged, his eyes passed through the hall, facing the head of Wu Nian Sect.

Plop, plop.The heart beats powerfully and quickly in the chest cavity.

Feng Xuan's back was already drenched in cold sweat, and the hand holding Li Furen unconsciously tightened, as if waiting for a trial.

However, before there was another reply from the main hall, the disciples in the square finally escaped from Cai Fengxuan's words just now, and voices of opposition resounded in the square again.

"Our sect is heavily guarded. Apart from Li Furen, there is no other demon cultivator."

The man asked loudly: "You are so painstakingly defending this monster, could it be that you are also involved in this matter?"

"Yes."

"Who knows."

……

The disciples echoed the sound.

This person said "magic cultivator" on the left and "monster" on the right, obviously he didn't regard Li Furen as the same kind.

Listening, Feng Xuan frowned delicately.

Where no one could see, Feng Xuan lightly pinched Li Furen's palm, signaling him not to take it personally.

Feng Xuan's eyebrows were cold and cold, and her sharp gaze was directed at the speaker:

"Brother, if you want to say that..."

"The senior brother didn't want to investigate the real murderer. Instead, he grabbed the two of us who were unsuspecting. Brother, can I also suspect that the senior brother has collusion with the real murderer, so I deliberately diverted everyone's attention and wanted to be true?" Excuse me?"

Feng Xuan bites some of the words very hard.

"You! You! You're just messing around!" The man was clearly out of breath, and he had to repeat a sentence several times before uttering it.

At the same time, Feng Xuan also noticed that when he said this, someone at the edge of the crowd suddenly froze unnaturally.

Feng Xuan looked out of the corner of her eye, and met Bai Lerong's gaze impartially.

The gazes met for a moment, and Bai Lerong took the lead to avoid Feng Xuan's probing gaze. At the same time, Feng Xuan also noticed that You Sili was standing beside Bai Lerong.

At this moment, the voice of the suzerain Gou Liu finally came from the hall:

"Feng Xuan."

"The disciple is here." Feng Xuan let go of Li Furen's hand and saluted respectfully.

"What you said is reasonable, but you can't completely remove Li Furen's suspicion with just a few words."

In Feng Xuan's drooping face, her lips were tightly pursed.

"Pass me an order to order all the disciples of the Punishment Hall to search for the trace of the demon cultivator; in addition, Li Furen is to seize the dungeon, and he is not allowed to take half a step until the investigation of the incident is clear."

"I would like to obey the order of the suzerain—" All the disciples in the square saluted and replied in unison.

As soon as everyone finished talking, they saw Feng Xuanli straighten his back and said loudly: "I will definitely find out the real culprit."

The black door of the main hall was slowly closed in Feng Xuan's words.

The disciples in the square also dissipated in commotion.

Feng Xuan turned around, his tone softened again, he stuck to Li Furen's side, and said in a voice that only Li Furen could hear:

"Return your innocence."

At that moment, the mist in Li Furen's eyes completely dissipated like a rout, his eyes were touched, and he stared at the side of the speaker's neck.

White and pure - just like his master.

It is the beauty that anyone who sees it can't help but want to squeeze, control and possess.

He is also included.

Feng Xuan took a step back, and the disciples from the Punishment Hall came to Li Furen's side.

Feng Xuan took a deep breath, he regained his composure, then tilted his head and smiled playfully at Li Furen, blinking: "Wait for me."

"En." Li Furen looked down at the smiling young man, his expression was unclear, and his voice was restrained and hoarse, "waiting for you."

Until Li Furen was taken away by the punishment hall disciples, Feng Xuan was still waving vigorously behind Li Furen.

It's just that the frequency of waving became slower and slower. When Li Furen completely disappeared from Feng Xuan's sight, Feng Xuan withdrew his heavy arms, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"Feng Xuan." The disciples in the square had almost finished walking, Heng Yongsi got out from nowhere, with worried eyes.

"Are you really going to find the murderer?"

Seeing Heng Yongsi, Feng Xuan smiled again: "Yes." He nodded heavily.

"Li Furen saved me in the ice cellar, I can't sit idly by."

"But..." Heng Yongsi was obviously hesitating, but he didn't say it, "Okay."

He seemed to be relieved, and seemed to let go of some shackles: "If you need my help, you can come to me."

"Thank you so much!" Feng Xuan sincerely thanked, and from the corner of her eye, two figures approached again.

Feng Xuan took a step forward, walking side by side with Heng Yongsi, while Bai Lerong hesitantly followed behind You Sili, coming towards him.

Heng Yongsi was still waving the fan carelessly, with one hand behind his back, with a disdainful look on his face, he sneered: "Oh, what is the real culprit, isn't the real culprit already taken away by the disciples of the Punishment Hall?"

Feng Xuan ignored him, Tong Heng Yongsi was about to leave, when passing by Bai Lerong, he suddenly heard Bai Lerong say:

"Feel sorry."

Feng Xuan paused, his expression blank: "You should say this to Li Furen directly."

Bai Lerong was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and left.

At this time, You Sili approached with a fan: "You said you have worked so hard to curry favor with that evil star, what are you planning? Will he wag his tail to show you?"

Feng Xuan's gaze was as cold as a sword.

You Sili smiled and nodded: "I think you look good too..."

"If not, tell me what you want. I will find it for you. The price is very simple. You leave that dog and follow me."

When saying the last three words, You Sili opened his fan halfway to cover his mouth, looking playful.

Heng Yongsi was the first to hold back, and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Feng Xuan's left hand.

Heng Yongsi is anxious to let Feng Xuan let go.

In the next second, Feng Xuan's right palm flashed, and the long sword appeared, cut through the air with a swipe, and rested on You Sili's neck.

You Sili froze obviously, but he didn't dare to move.

Feng Xuan said coldly: "You are afraid of Wu Nian Zongzong's rules, I don't care about these things, if you don't believe me, you can try again."

While Feng Xuan was speaking, the scorching fire-like sword energy was like an arrow resting on an arrow string, ready to go.

You Sili had a humiliating look on his face that wanted to scold but didn't dare to scold, he dared not say a word.

"Trash." Feng Xuan withdrew his sword, left behind this extremely insulting taunt, and led Heng Yongsi away without stopping for a moment.

It wasn't until Feng Xuan walked a few steps away that You Sili gritted his teeth and said viciously: "I kindly advise you, stay away from that dog."

With a flick of Feng Xuan's fingertips, a streak of golden aura flew past You Sili's side face, and a strand of hair scattered on the ground.

You Sili's noisy voice stopped abruptly.

……

Late at night, Feng Xuan tied a spell on the Zhonglingniao's feet, and whispered a few words to the Zhonglingniao, then touched the little guy's head, and let the Zhonglingniao out.

After seeing off the loyal bird, Feng Xuan closed the window, picked up the package at hand, and hurried out of the room.

Feng Xuan covered herself with an advanced invisibility spell, and then sneaked into the dungeon.

Unlike the water dungeon, the dungeon is the place where ordinary disciples who make mistakes are detained in the punishment hall.

Although this place is remote and dark, compared with the water prison, it is already the difference between heaven and earth.

Feng Xuan bypassed the patrolling disciples and searched for half a moment before finally finding where Li Furen was.

Li Furen was sitting cross-legged against the corner of the wall, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

Feng Xuan was overjoyed, and wanted to break the spell, but when he walked to the dungeon, Feng Xuan's eyes rolled——

He quietly walked to Li Furen's side, bent down, his eyeballs rolled and turned, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and then - blowing wind into Li Furen's ear.

once, twice...

The second time he blew, Li Furen suddenly opened his eyes.

Feng Xuan choked her throat, held back her laughter, and pretended to have a soft voice, imitating what was written in the drawing book:

"Officer, it's cold at night, why don't you let the slave family die..."

While speaking, Feng Xuan still did not forget to exhale into Li Furen's ear, such a seductive little fairy.He stretched out his hand to touch Li Furen's body again and again, as if wanting to take advantage.

As soon as Feng Xuan opened his mouth, Li Furen's dark eyes flashed.

Before Feng Xuan could say anything, Li Furen grabbed Feng Xuan's wrist accurately and pulled him to his side.

Feng Xuan was caught off guard, and was pulled into Li Furen's arms, Feng Xuan immediately broke his skills, and laughed in a soft and restrained voice.

He wanted to ask, when did Li Furen find out that it was him.

Before he could speak, his dry and slender palm pressed the back of his head and brought it straight into Li Furen's arms.

Feng Xuan could only hum in a low voice but couldn't speak.

He just wanted to resist, and a moment later, a footstep came from far to near.

Feng Xuan stopped for a moment, did not dare to say a word, her heart was beating fast, her face was flushed.

A weird sense of tension, taboo and stimulation swept Feng Xuan's body, like being caught at a lover's night.

Jiao Fengxuan curled up her toes.

Fortunately, the patrolling disciples found nothing unusual, and the sound of footsteps quickly disappeared again.

Feng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Part of the cool breath fell on Li Furen's neck, causing him to let go, and he paused for a moment unnaturally.

"When did you find me?" Feng Xuan asked in a low voice.

Li Furen did not answer directly, but replied: "You have a faint fragrance of sycamore flowers on your body."

Feng Xuan pursed her mouth, didn't it mean that Li Furen found out just after he came here?

"It's still pretending to be so similar." He thought he acted very well.

Li Furen curled the corner of his mouth silently.

"What are you here for?"

"Accompany you." Feng Xuan said viciously.