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

This voice seemed to be substantive, and it fell into the ears of everyone present.

Everyone felt their heads buzzing, and the moment the sound hit their ears, their headaches were about to split.

It is self-evident who can have such great power with just one voice.

Everyone's hearts tightened at the same time, and they turned around and backed away in great vigilance.

Some people who were not reconciled stabbed Li Furen's chest fiercely with a sword, and killed Li Furen as quickly as possible to prevent future troubles.

However, as soon as his sword landed on Li Furen's body, his whole body was blown away like a broken leaf, and before he could even say a word, he passed out directly.

Everyone's face became more and more dignified, and they retreated one after another.

In the next second, a slender figure in white appeared beside Li Furen.

With a wave of his hand, an unstoppable and powerful aura rushed straight towards the crowd with a destructive force.

Everyone couldn't avoid it, and before they could react, a group of people broke into an army in an instant, and retreated repeatedly with their chests hugged.

As soon as Qiu Zijin threw off his clothes, his expression was as cold as frost, and he pointed at Li Furen's body:

"Who hurt his body??"

Qiu Zijin's face was as sinking as water, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.

With just one move, he made everyone helpless. If anyone stood up and confessed to this crime at this time, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

Therefore, everyone lowered their heads, with different expressions, and no one was willing to stand up.

Qiu Zijin snorted coldly, raised his palm, and landed on the crowd, beating one of them unconscious again.

Qiu Zijin raised the corners of his lips, sneered, and said in a cold tone, "His sword has the most blood on it."

Everyone hastily hid their swords behind their backs.

Qiu Zijin raised his sword and slashed again: "He has the highest cultivation level."

"He has blood on his cuff."

"He's the closest."

……

Every time he swung his sword, Qiu Zijin would spit out cold numbers.It's almost one sentence, one sword, one person.

But in a short time, there were not many people standing in front of Wu Nianzong.

Even if they were standing, their eyes were empty, their hands were trembling, and they were about to fall—it wasn't that they didn't want to fall, but those who knelt down first also died under Qiu Zijin's sword.

When only four or five people were left, Qiu Zijin finally put away the cold water.

He looked coldly at the few remaining people, as if he was looking at dead things, arrogant and disdainful: "You guys, listen to me, my people, even if he is a demon god, he will never be able to dispose of you trash. "

Qiu Zijin said sadly: "This deity is going to tell the world today that if this deity can save you, he can also kill you."

"If something like this happens again next time, this deity will kill everyone in the world, understand?"

Those few people couldn't bear Qiu Zijin's pressure, they had already prostrated themselves on the ground trembling, begging for mercy: "Understood, I understand!"

Qiu Zijin said impatiently, "Get lost."

As if they had heard the imperial decree, everyone ran away scrambling.

After witnessing all this, Feng Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he raised his head, he met Qiu Zijin's cold gaze.

Feng Xuan felt cold, Qiu Zijin was blaming himself for taking Li Furen out.

He knew that as long as he came back, he would definitely not be able to escape Qiu Zijin's test, but he still didn't expect it.

But Feng Xuan no longer has the energy to think about these things.

Thinking that Li Furen was safe for the time being, and that Qiu Zijin would definitely save him, the huge rock in Feng Xuan's heart fell to the ground completely, and at the same time, fatigue and pain surged up one after another.

Feng Xuan couldn't hold on any longer, her vision went dark, and she passed out completely.

……

Holding Li Furen, Qiu Zijin passed by Feng Xuan who was covered in injuries with a cold expression, without saying a word.

All the disciples were afraid of Qiu Zijin's punishment, without Qiu Zijin's arrangement, naturally they would not dare to save Fengxuan privately.

Looking at Qiu Zijin's back, everyone looked at each other at the same time, guessing that according to Zijin's attitude, he might not be willing to save Fengxuan.

They couldn't help but feel remorse. It was rumored in the past that Zijin Xianzun clearly ignored this evil star and turned a blind eye to it on weekdays. That's why they dared to let these people bully Li Furen.

But judging from today's events, it is clear that Li Furen, the evil star, holds a very important position in Zijin Xianzun's heart.

Even if he is an enemy of all the monks in the cultivation world, Zijin Immortal Venerable will protect Li Furen with his own strength.

Several people thought at the same time: This Wu Nian sect may be about to change.

Everyone is now only praying, hoping that Immortal Zijin and Li Furen will let them go after they wake up.

Several people tremblingly watched Qiu Zijin go away, suddenly, Qiu Zijin stopped again, but did not look back.

Everyone's hearts were pounding like drums, and their fingertips were trembling. They had just witnessed Zijin Xianzun killing people without blinking an eye.

Although a few of them are inner disciples and are different from those outside, they know that Immortal Zijin is different from the suzerain. Immortal Zijin has always acted at will, and even the suzerain can't control him.

If Zijin Immortal Venerable wanted to kill them, even if the suzerain came in person, they would not be able to save them.

Cold sweat dripped down.

Just when these few people were about to kneel down and admit their mistakes, Qiu Zijin's voice was so cold that there was no emotion at all:

"Bring people in."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Zijin didn't even look at it, and disappeared completely with Li Furen.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered that Qiu Zijin was talking about Feng Xuan, so they panicked again, sending Feng Xuan to Ziyun Peak carefully.

……

Spiritual consciousness fluctuates, and there seems to be a figure flickering in front of him.

From time to time, the sound of intermittent discussions came from the ear.

"Elder, how is Ah Xuan's situation?" The person who asked the question seemed very worried.

Feng Xuan thought in a daze, whose voice is this, why is it so familiar?

Oh, he remembered, it was Heng Yongsi's voice, Feng Xuan's eyelashes trembled quickly when he thought of Heng Yongsi.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xuan thought of more.

He remembered that the two of them were being hunted down, Li Furen passed out, and he carried Li Furen back to the sect...

Now Heng Yongsi is here, which means...he succeeded, and they were rescued.

Feng Xuan thought about this, and then heard a strange voice reply: "His old wounds have not healed yet and he has new wounds, and it hurts his lungs. The injuries are too serious, and the situation may not be optimistic."

Heng Yongsi was obviously very worried: "What does the elder mean by this?"

"He was seriously injured. Whether he can wake up is one thing, but how long he can live after waking up is another matter."

There was a sudden silence in the room.

After a while, Heng Yongsi's voice choked up: "How could it be..."

Footsteps sounded, and the elder who was treating him seemed to have left.

Someone comforted Heng Yongsi again: "Don't worry, Ah Xuan is lucky and will definitely survive."

Through her eyelids, Feng Xuan saw a black figure sitting on the side of the bed, the man's hand shaking slightly.

Feng Xuan's heart warmed up, he knew that this was Heng Yongsi.

But it didn't take long for him to notice, drop after drop, something as big as a bean was falling on his hand.

Feng Xuan understood what it was at first, but after a while, he heard Heng Yongsi's slightly sobbing cry.

Fengxuan's mind was blank, and all she could think about was—Heng Yongsi, is this... crying?

Is it because of what the elder who rescued him said?

Feng Xuan suddenly panicked.

In fact, he was not surprised when he heard the elder's words.

His own body, he knows best.

Qiu Zijin had mentioned him before, and few of those who had been entangled in the cold air for thousands of years had survived so far.

Now he is seriously injured again, and the injury is added to the injury.

On the way back to Wu Nianzong, Feng Xuan had already made the worst plan, but unexpectedly, he survived.

Heng Yongsi's tears fell on Feng Xuan's hands uncontrollably, and there was a burst of warmth.

Even when she was about to die, Feng Xuan was not sad or afraid, but hearing Heng Yongsi's cry, Feng Xuan felt as if her heart was aroused.

He really wanted to wake up to comfort Heng Yongsi and tell him: don't be sad, I'm fine.

Don't say it's comforting, he just can't lift his eyelids.

While drowsy, I don't know how long Heng Yongsi cried.

When I was conscious again, the room was silent and empty.

Too quiet.

During the day, I feel that the people coming and going are noisy.

But when I was alone, thinking about the hustle and bustle in the daytime, I couldn't help being lonely, and I couldn't help but think wildly.

He thought of Li Furen, worried in his heart, not knowing how Li Furen is doing now.

Thinking of the sycamore branch, I don't know what changes will happen.

Finally... I thought of Heng Yongsi in the daytime.

To tell the truth, in fact, regarding life and death, it is also a lie to say that you don't care or feel sad.

When she thought that she might not ascend until death, but died silently and meaninglessly in a certain corner, and would never see her master, Feng Xuan felt heartbroken, a kind of indescribable feeling. sour.

He went through life and death for Li Furen without hesitation.It looks like a little fairy who stands upright.

but……

But he is also very scared.

When will the ten-thousand-year cold attack again, how long can he live with this body, when will he repay his kindness, and where is the master?

Feng Xuan thought drowsily, shed a few tears, and fell asleep again drowsily.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1523:52:02~2021-02-1700:01:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 floating light;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!