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

Several months later, the comatose Feng Xuan improved.

Although she is still not awake, Feng Xuan has been able to control her own consciousness proficiently.

Almost immediately, Feng Xuan immediately checked the sycamore branches.

The situation was urgent that day, and the sycamore branch had obviously reached its limit, but it was forced to run under his order.

Don't need to think about it, Feng Xuan knows that the situation of Wutongzhi will definitely not be too good.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered the body, Feng Xuan's heart instantly twisted——

Sure enough, it's not just bad, Wutongzhi's situation is much worse than he predicted!

The originally emerald green sycamore branches are now withered and yellow, the branches are dry and cracked, and the leaves are withered, yellow and shriveled. How can they still have half of the state of full spiritual energy in the past?

The leaves are as thin and fragile as a piece of thin paper, and a gust of wind can blow the leaves into ashes and take them away.

Like useless dead branches decaying by the roadside.

So fragile that Feng Xuan didn't even dare to touch it with his spiritual sense - he was afraid that the sycamore branch would not be able to bear it and would be turned into ashes in an instant.

Feng Xuan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and it seemed that a knife was pierced into his heart fiercely, and blood dripped from his heart drop by drop.

But all of this was caused by himself.

He knew that excessive use would cause irreversible damage to the sycamore branch, but he still...

Regret and pain flooded into Feng Xuan's heart like a tide.

Feng Xuan thought with ashen face, it was all his fault that he was too weak, he couldn't even protect the last phoenix tree branch left by his master.

What a piece of shit he was.

The withered sycamore branches are like an old man who has run out of oil and lamps, but the top of the branches still retains the last trace of greenery.

The new bag sends out two weak young leaves, and the young leaves are surrounded by a tightly closed small flower bud, like a shy and timid beauty.

The day when this flower fully blooms is when he ascends.

Feng Xuan kept telling herself from the bottom of her heart:

Just wait until the flowers bloom...

It's good when the flowers bloom...

……

In the past few months when Fengxuan's body gradually recovered, the world of self-cultivation seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The number of times Heng Yongsi came to see him obviously decreased, and every time he came, Feng Xuan could feel that Heng Yongsi's tone was full of worry.

Several times, Feng Xuan heard Heng Yongsi and Bai Lerong talking about the current situation in the cultivation world:

The demon clan, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly rose up, and with lightning speed, they bloodbathed several big sects in the cultivation world one after another.

There are unknown rumors that, in fact, the one killed by Zijin Xianzun thousands of years ago was not dead at all. He secretly rested for a thousand years, preparing to make a comeback!

The notoriety of that big devil back then was unknown to everyone, and no one was afraid of it.All the monks suddenly felt insecure.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the two worlds of immortals and demons became tense again, almost to the point of arrows and crossbows.

The demons are coming fiercely, and everyone said that this battle between immortals and demons is inevitable.

The demon cultivators are causing chaos everywhere, and the people are in dire straits, so each sect sends disciples to kill the evil demon cultivators everywhere.

It is also because of this that the opportunities for Heng Yongsi to come to Fengxuan's place are very few.

This time, Heng Yongsi received another mission, today, he came to say goodbye to Feng Xuan.

"Ah Xuan," Heng Yongsi said with a sad voice, he smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, I may have to leave for a while, and I won't be able to take care of you."

Fengxuan's spiritual consciousness had already recovered, but for some reason, she couldn't control her body for a long time, so she couldn't wake up.

He could only listen to Heng Yongsi's farewell silently.

"Ah Xuan...they all say you won't wake up, but I don't believe it, you are so powerful, you will definitely wake up."

Feng Xuan listened silently, suddenly, he felt a warm and rough hand rubbing his forehead soothingly.

"...promise me, you must get better soon, okay?" Heng Yongsi's tone was full of expectation, but the answer to him was only endless silence.

"Hopefully next time I come back, you'll be fine."

After Heng Yongsi finished speaking, he went down the mountain with a mission.

The frequency of Heng Yong thinking about missions is getting higher and higher, which means that the relationship between the fairy and demon realms is getting more and more tense.

Feng Xuan couldn't help but began to worry about Li Furen's state.

Li Furen was born with an evil body, and now that the relationship between the two worlds is tense, his situation in the No Nian Sect will only be more difficult.

During this period of cultivation, acquaintances often came to visit you, even Bai Lerong visited you several times, but Li Furen never came.

The more Feng Xuan thought about it, the more worried she became, struggling day and night, all she wanted was to regain her sobriety as soon as possible.

No matter how painful and boring the recovery process was, Feng Xuan gritted her teeth and endured.

With Feng Xuan's unremitting efforts, the body began to gradually regain consciousness.

First fingers, then slowly to palms, forearms, torso...

Finally one day, Feng Xuan lifted her thick eyelashes tremblingly, and miraculously woke up completely.

The news quickly spread throughout the Wu Nian Sect.

However, Feng Xuan still failed to wait for Li Furen, instead, she waited for Qiu Zijin.

Qiu Zijin strode forward, with a smile that was not a smile: "You really have a hard life."

Feng Xuan lowered her eyes and saluted: "Thank you Immortal Venerable for not killing me."

"Oh, tell me, what mistake did you make?" Qiu Zijin raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he meant.

Feng Xuan: "Disciple... privately took Li Furen down the mountain."

Qiu Zijin snorted coldly: "Damn it."

Feng Xuan's eyes sank.

Qiu Zijin suddenly sneered again: "Naive, do you think that if I don't kill you, I just let you go?"

Feng Xuan raised his head, facing Qiu Zijin's bottomless eyes, his face was blank, but soon, as if he remembered something, he suddenly asked anxiously: "Li Furen?"

Qiu Zijin turned his back: "I can't die, but..."

He looked at Feng Xuan with eyes full of amusement: "It's become more fun."

作者有话要说：明天双更，不双更我倒立吃饭。感谢在2021-02-1700:01:32~2021-02-1823:58:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Fuguang, Mingyue He Jiaojiao, and Xi Yanzi;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Lengjiugongzi;

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