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

The monsters were raging and wreaking havoc in the village. Wherever they passed, there were ruins, black air, and no grass.

Feng Xuan guessed their current situation almost immediately.

He took the child, and the two cuddled tightly, bent over, and found an empty corner, holding the child nervously in his arms like guarding a calf.

He used the last soul power to cover the two people thinly, so that he could isolate the breath of the two children and temporarily avoid the monster's search.

He covered the child's eyes, lowered his voice, and said in a childlike voice: "From now on, don't talk or move around, you understand?"

The child didn't ask any more questions, just nodded obediently, and held Feng Xuan's clothes tightly with his little hands.

Feng Xuan looked calm, but her heart was already beating non-stop, so fast that she felt as if she was going to burst out of her chest.

He had seen the ferocity of this group of monsters with his own eyes.

If they don't get rescued by Master today, they may die without a place to bury them.

The hours became long and difficult.

As the sky was getting darker, Feng Xuan's heart gradually became anxious.

But what Feng Xuan was most worried about happened.

As night fell, the monster's perception became stronger, and finally, when night fell, the monsters clamored to surround them.

As if dark clouds covered the sun, this small space was filled with the black energy of the monsters. The energy of the monsters was so thick that even the moonlight couldn't penetrate, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Feng Xuan let go of covering the child's eyes, and instead pressed the child tightly under her body.

Although the monster is rampant, it is still a soul body after all, and it is not yet a climate.

Feng Xuan's fingertips resting on the ground trembled in thought.

It's not time to give up yet.

It's not time to give up yet.

As long as they survive until Master comes to save them...

In the next second, all the monsters roared and rushed forward.

They landed on Feng Xuan's back, legs, and arms, eating away and tearing at his consciousness.

The pain of an injury to one's consciousness is countless times more painful than an injury to one's body.

Almost the moment the monster touched it, Feng Xuan's consciousness trembled suddenly, and his arms supporting the child's sides trembled uncontrollably, but Feng Xuan didn't say a word.

It wasn't that he wasn't in pain, but that he was in so much pain that he couldn't even utter a word or a sound.

The cold sweat soaked through his clothes in an instant, and drop by drop, patter, made shallow pits on the ground.

Pain Pain Pain Pain.

Sometimes it looks like a fire, sometimes it looks like ice thorns, as if the skin and bones have been pulled out, and it is fried back and forth in the oil pan.

Feng Xuan has never experienced such pain in her life.

It was so painful that he even wanted to cut off his meridian in the next second to end this endless torture.

Time seemed to stand still, frozen at this moment forever.

so dark,

so cold,

So sad.

Feng Xuan couldn't see anything, but she could clearly sense that monsters were everywhere.

Those dirty, greedy monsters that devoured his consciousness.

It has become his nightmare all his life.

Without the light, Feng Xuan didn't know how long it had been inside.

The child in his arms was aware of his abnormality, and his little hands tightly clenched the front of his chest.

Feng Xuan could even feel the strength of the child's hand.

He gritted his teeth and exhausted his last breath to comfort:

"it will be pass away."

it will be pass away.

He guarded the child day and night, and his consciousness was so weak and transparent that he didn't even know when his soul would fly away.

A second before he fainted, he saw the sun pushing through the black mist and shining on his body through the long slit, dispelling the long night and the cold on his body.

Feng Xuan let out a last weak smile.

He knew that Master would protect him forever.

……

The dream gradually dissipated like a shattered mirror.

Through the shattered mirror, Feng Xuan saw that the master rescued his spiritual consciousness anxiously and angrily, and carefully protected it in his arms like a baby.

Although the child was protected in his arms, his hands and feet were still injured and he passed out.

The little beggar became dying again, just like before.

Before the master left, he left behind a green aura full of vitality. The aura submerged into the little beggar's arm and turned into a vibrant sycamore tattoo, protecting the little beggar's weak soul.

His spiritual consciousness was almost completely destroyed, and he almost lost his wits.

It was the master, who used some kind of spell, and spent several years nurturing him with his soul day and night, before finally pulling him out of the clutches of death.

But he also had a fever for ten days and ten nights, and when he woke up, half of the relevant memories were gone.

In Feng Xuan's mind, scenes of Li Furen's almost bottomless kindness to Bai Lerong flashed through.

he thought amusedly.

It turned out that it was never Bai Lerong who rescued Li Furen, but him.

He had never felt that the world was so absurd.

It was Tiandao who made such a big joke with him.

Another tear fell.

Tears flicker, as if carrying a buried story, falling silently into the abyss forever.

In the deep abyss, the wind whimpered like someone sighing——

【turn out to be. 】

……

"Ah Li!" Bai Lerong with a pale face, tightly grabbed Li Furen's clothes, "Where are you going?"

Li Furen's face was gloomy, his face was more ugly than ever, and the air pressure around his body was extremely low. Little by little, he pushed away Bai Lerong's blocking hand.

Bai Lerong panicked: "Ah Li, are you blaming me?"

He had a mournful face: "But I...but I didn't mean to..."

"...Ah Li, I, I swear, I really only stumbled when my eyes went dark..."

He looked at the cliff with sad eyes: "I am the one who is sorry for Ah Xuan, please forgive me, please."

Li Furen didn't speak, but stubbornly pulled away Bai Lerong's pale fingers, wanting to go straight down to the abyss to find him!

Bai Lerong suddenly stood up and stopped in front of Li Furen: "Are you crazy!?"

"This abyss is at least ten feet high. Are you going to jump into it to seek death?"

"Step aside."

"I can't make you do something stupid."

"I told you to get out of the way!!"

Li Furen almost roared angrily.

Bai Lerong had never seen Li Furen get so angry at him.For a moment, he was stunned.

Seeing this, Li Furen suddenly pushed Bai Lerong away, wanting to go into the abyss.

Bai Lerong was stunned for a moment, and after a few breaths, his complexion was as golden as paper.

"Okay, you want to dance, right?" Bai Lerong snorted coldly and walked to the shore, and made the same movements as Li Furen!

"I'll dance for you!"

Li Furen watched all this with cold eyes.

But Bai Lerong was not joking, after saying that, he closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth seriously, and fell forward stiffly.

However, the moment his legs left the ground, a cool palm pulled him back.

Bai Lerong staggered and almost fell to the ground.

When he looked up, he only saw Li Furen's complexion as dark as ink.

His heart ached, his eyes flickered, and he forced his face to comfort him: "Ah Li, people cannot be resurrected after death."

People cannot be resurrected from the dead.

"Ah Xuan's matter is not your fault...Ah Xuan treats you very well on weekdays, if she finds out that you will behave like this, she will definitely suffer to death."

Treat you very well.

Every time Bai Lerong uttered a word, it was like a sword, piercing fiercely into his heart one by one.

The blade stirred in his heart, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Even breathing has become a kind of torture for him.

Li Furen was in a trance.

But this appearance fell in Bai Lerong's eyes, and Bai Lerong mistakenly thought that his persuasion had worked.

Bai Lerong temporarily made up a reason:

"You think... Ah Xuan came here for what? You don't want to help Ah Xuan fulfill his last wish?"

Shenmu.

It is rumored that those who get this thing can get the power comparable to that of the demon king thousands of years ago, as long as they can get it...

Li Furen felt pain in his heart.

He kept telling himself, convincing himself, that he still had a chance.

As long as he is alive, he still has a chance.

The author has something to say: Jiang Mouzhou: There is no chance, let the ashes be thrown away.

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"Ghost Story Male Supporting Rebirth" Author: Feng Xiuzhu, ID4340123

Jiang Wei lived in a novel of the heartthrob. When the heartthrob's elder brother was critically ill, the blood from his whole body was drained by his suitor, and he died in exchange for his brother's life.

Opening his eyes again, Jiang Wei realized that he had turned into a spirit bird on an ice coffin, and all the bosses in the cultivation world gathered around the ice coffin in front of him, looking sad.

Jiang Wei: ...Why are you whipping the corpse?

Then he found those big shots kneeling on the ground in unison.

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The gentle immortal who once treated him as a plaything, the unruly demon who only wanted to repay his brother's kindness, the cold master who broke his spiritual roots, and even his terrifying brother himself... all gathered in front of Jiang Wei's tomb, saying that he had let him down. Sincerely, I scrambled to take his corpse away.

Jiang Wei was so frightened that his hair exploded, and rolled out grumbling.

But he was caught by one person, held in the cool palm, and combed the blown hair carefully.Facing the moonlight, Jiang Wei saw that the man's brows and eyes were cold, but there were many magic lines.

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Feng Lin carefully picked up Jiang Wei in his hands, and easily lifted the crowd around Jiang Wei's coffin.

"Let's go, Ah Wei."

感谢在2021-02-2823:55:28~2021-03-0123:56:29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: Zi Shangxian, Mingyue He Jiaojiao, and Nanan 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Changning; 1 bottle of Hehezi, Lingluo, and a bowl of fried noodles;

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