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

Feng Xuan never expected that things would develop to such a stage.

He lowered his head, the sky was ten thousand feet above his feet, and when he raised his head, Li Furen's cold face was in his eyes.

For a moment, in a trance, Feng Xuan seemed to have returned to the day of the secret enchantment.

The fear of falling suddenly climbed up like a wraith, tightly entangled in Feng Xuan's heart.

The void under his feet seemed to have turned into a monster devouring flesh and blood, with his bloody mouth wide open, clamoring to swallow him into his stomach, so that he would die without a place to bury him.

It was as if a black hand was covering her heart, tightening inch by inch, Feng Xuan was dizzy for a moment, and even every breath became difficult.

In no mood……

Don't want to fall.

He didn't want to experience the emptiness and pain of being abandoned again.

If...if Li Furen chooses him, and he is willing to stay, then he won't go, and will accompany Li Furen on the final journey.

It doesn't matter if he is selfish or cold-hearted, but he just... wants to be chosen once.

Under the crazy gaze of the Mozun, Li Furen rose into the air holding the cold water, and stood far away opposite the three of them, his eyes met each other, Feng Xuan's eyes were full of pleading and longing, but met Li Furen's angry gaze.

Li Furen knew that he was on the run.

Feng Xuan felt a thump in his heart immediately, and his heart cooled down instantly.

Even so, he was still humble, his eyes fell on Li Furen with a desire that was almost invisible.

The disciples of the No Nian Sect launched the final attack on the last demon cultivators, killing the demon cultivator disciples retreating steadily, causing great sorrow.

Mozun's eyes were full of red, he gritted his teeth and watched all this, wishing to immediately pierce Li Furen's heart with thousands of arrows and torture him to death.

Li Furen pointed at the Demon Lord with his sword, and said in a cold tone, "Let them go, I will spare you the pain of flesh and blood, and allow you to have a good time."

The Demon Venerable laughed strangely when he heard the words: "If the Immortal Venerable doesn't like it, let's first consider which little lover to choose. If the Immortal Venerable doesn't like both of them, and the Immortal Venerable doesn't like it, I will clean up the house myself."

As he spoke, he pinched his hands, and the black spiritual energy in his left and right middle hands wrapped around Li Furen and Bai Lerong's necks like a snake.

As soon as he tightened his palms, the faces of the two showed pain at the same time.

"Immortal Venerable, my patience is limited. If the Immortal Venerable does not choose, I will choose for the Immortal Venerable. At that time, if the Immortal Venerable fails to choose the person he loves, the Immortal Venerable should not regret it."

"This seat counts three..."

"three two……"

As if accepting a trial, Feng Xuan closed her eyes, her heart was beating non-stop, and even the devilish energy around her neck seemed to have lost her sense of pain.

Feng Xuan kept praying in her heart, and her name flashed countless times in her mind.

Just once, once, he will be satisfied, and the next second, when his soul disappears, he will die without regret——

"Let Le Rong go."

Feng Xuan's tightly closed eyelids trembled.

Li Furen's icy voice sounded in everyone's ears at the same time, and they didn't even react immediately.

"The deity said, let Le Rong go."

In an instant, it was as if a heartstone had fallen to the ground, and the Judgment Room hanging above his head landed on Feng Xuan without any deviation.

The last glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared completely like ashes in the wind.

He opened his eyes again, and his eyes were empty.

The Demon Venerable let go of Bai Lerong's hand, untied the spiritual shackles on Bai Lerong, with a half-smile: "The Immortal Venerable is talking about him?"

There were still tears on Bai Lerong's face, but there was some joy in the depths of his eyes, or other deeper emotions. He anxiously stepped forward: "Ah Li!"

Li Furen nodded slightly towards him, and Bai Lerong flew over happily.

However, just when Li Furen was about to receive Bai Lerong, Mo Zun suddenly gave a strange laugh, raised his palm, and slammed Bai Lerong's back fiercely.

This palm almost contained all the devilish energy of the Demon Lord. It was so powerful that even if he received it, his skin would peel off even if he did not die.

Feng Xuan could see it clearly, and according to Li Furen's cultivation, it was clear that he could avoid this palm with Bai Lerong, but for some reason, it wasn't until the palm was about to fall on Bai Lerong's back that Li Furen finally came to his senses.

It was too late, there was no way to hide, Li Furen was already prepared, he called out the long sword Hanshui, and the moment he caught Bai Lerong, he stabbed towards the demon king's heart with his sword, at the same time he hugged Bai Lerong and quickly turned around, Without hesitation, he used his body to take the blow for Bai Lerong.

A gleam of unexpected joy flashed in Mozun's eyes, but before he could be happy, the next second, cold water passed through his chest, leaving a black hole.

The sword energy cut off a strand of black hair from Feng Xuan, but it couldn't change the emotion in Feng Xuan's eyes at all.

Mozun was killed by a single blow from the cold water, and the demon energy surrounding Feng Xuan disappeared in an instant.

The body felt the familiar and fearful feeling of weightlessness again.

Feng Xuan immediately fell like a kite with a broken string.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Lerong spitting out a mouthful of blood from the aftershock of the palm wind, and passed out. Li Furen's expression was really ugly, but he still held back Bai Lerong tightly in his arms.

In a trance, Feng Xuan seemed to see Li Furen anxiously looking towards him, wanting to come towards him, wanting to catch him.

But Feng Xuan could no longer see it.

At the last second of falling, Feng Xuan closed her eyes, and murmured like a lament:

It turns out that even if it happens again, it still can't change the fate of being abandoned.

……

The body fell rapidly, and just when Feng Xuan thought he would fall hard, a firm arm, which was not considered strong, picked him up.

The two fell to the ground violently at the same time, and rolled several times before finally stopping.

Feng Xuan was dizzy from being thrown, couldn't hold it anymore, and spit out blood, but he didn't have time to worry about himself, he just looked back to find someone who would catch him.

It's Heng Yongsi!

At this time, Heng Yongsi's situation was not much better, even so, he still forced a smile on his face, coughed up blood, and said intermittently as if he was satisfied: "It's okay, cough, it's good to catch up... ..."

Seeing Heng Yongsi's body covered in blood, Feng Xuan felt chills all over and couldn't stop shaking.

He crawled to Heng Yongsi's side, to detect Heng Yongsi's breath: "Heng Yongsi...how are you!?"

The place where he fell was too high, and when Heng Yongsi caught him, he almost concentrated all his spiritual energy on him, protecting him, but he didn't care about himself at all.

Feng Xuan only felt that her whole body was so cold that she couldn't stop shivering.

Heng Yongsi coughed out a big mouthful of blood, as if he was holding his last breath: "I, I'm fine."

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Feng Xuan's cheek, he tried several times, but he still fell powerlessly aside.

Seeing Feng Xuan, she pressed Heng Yongsi's hand to her face with trembling hands, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Heng, hold on, the doctor will be here soon, hold on, and they will rescue you." Good for you, Ah Heng, Ah Heng..."

Heng Yongsi stared blankly at Feng Xuan with his eyes straightened, with a stiff satisfaction on his face: "As long as...cough cough...as long as you're okay, then..."

Feng Xuan originally thought that she would never cry again, never cry again, but when she heard Heng Yongsi's words, her eyes were sore, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

He stepped forward to hold Heng Yongsi in his arms, at a loss, he didn't know where to put his eyes.

However, he could clearly feel that the aura of the person in his arms was continuously weakening.

Feng Xuan raised her head in confusion, looked left and right and shouted: "Is there anyone, is there someone to save him! Someone, the doctor, come quickly!"

However, there were disciples fighting all around, Feng Xuan's helpless voice was buried in the sound of swords.

Suddenly, Feng Xuan thought of something, raised his head and looked towards the sky, and saw not far above his head, Li Furen was slowly falling to the ground with Bai Lerong in his arms.

As soon as Feng Xuan raised her head, she immediately met Li Furen's unclear gaze.

But Feng Xuan couldn't control that much anymore, through the crowd, he shouted: "Li Furen! Li Furen! I know you have a way, hurry up! Save him, save him!"

Feng Xuan couldn't be more clear, he was sure that Li Furen heard it clearly, but he still had a cold look on his face.

Feng Xuan's heart sank for no reason, and he cried with great fear and fear: "Li Furen, I beg you, save him quickly! Save him! I beg you, Li Furen!"

Xu Shi Fengxuan's appearance was so miserable that Li Furen was finally willing to give his gaze to Heng Yongsi in his arms.

Feng Xuan was overjoyed, but before he could be happy, the next second, Li Furen looked back as if he didn't see anything.

Not a word was said.

Even the last straw refused to help him, Feng Xuan's heart sank completely, and she was dead silent ever since.

Heng Yongsi still comforted him unknowingly: "It's okay, it's just that you're okay..."

Feng Xuan's hand holding Heng Yongsi kept tightening, he held Heng Yongsi firmly in his arms, tremblingly said: "It's okay, you'll be fine, don't worry, I, I'll save you..."

As he said that, without hesitation, he pressed Heng Yongsi's head in front of his heart, driven by aura, and where no one could see, a faint, almost undetectable pale green light shone faintly at Feng Xuan's heart.

This light is almost too small, so small that even if someone sees it, they will only think it is an illusion.

The light green aura followed the place where the two met, from Fengxuan's chest, and entered Heng Yongsi's body from time to time, repairing Heng Yongsi's almost exhausted body extremely slowly but steadily.

Feng Xuan could feel that although the breath of the person in his arms was still weak, there was a trace of very faint, very faint vitality.

Feng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

But the sycamore branch in his heart, even with that new bud, completely withered.

At the last moment when the aura dissipated, it seemed as if a pair of big warm hands gently brushed the corners of Feng Xuan's eyes, and then gently brushed across the top of Feng Xuan's head.

The sycamore branch turned into a dead branch, fell from Feng Xuan's heart, and slowly landed in Feng Xuan's palm.

From then on, no matter how Feng Xuan shouted, Wutong Zhi remained silent and never responded again.

Feng Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, and she burst into tears silently.

The disciples and the doctor finally rushed to Feng Xuan's side.

Everyone wanted to support Feng Xuan to get up: "Senior brother Feng, the lord sent me to wait for my disciples to pick you up."

A doctor came forward to examine Feng Xuan's body, but Feng Xuan grabbed her backhand: "Save him first! Save him quickly!"

The doctor looked at him with a face full of embarrassment, shook his head hesitantly and said, "This disciple is seriously injured, his breath is gone, I'm afraid it's..."

Feng Xuan forcibly pressed his hand on Heng Yongsi's body.

As soon as he got started, the doctor's expression changed drastically, and his face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? This, this..."

He hurriedly yelled: "Hurry up! Someone take him away! He is still hanging his last breath after being injured like this, it is his life that should not die!"

Only then did Feng Xuan let go, wiped the tears from her face, hastily and carefully handed him over to the doctor, chasing after the doctors all the way, begging: "We must save him, definitely!"

The doctor seemed to be touched by Feng Xuan's emotions, and comforted him: "As long as he still has breath, we will go all out and not let any disciple go."

The doctors walked too fast, Feng Xuan stumbled after him, and he didn't slow down until he could no longer see anyone.

When he turned around, there was already nothing behind him, where was Li Furen's figure?

Feng Xuan thought for a while, and thought: That's right, Bai Lerong must be seriously injured, Li Furen is naturally by Bai Lerong's side...

As for myself.

"Senior Brother Feng, let's go back quickly and let the doctor take a look at your body."

"Go back?" Feng Xuan sneered, clutching the dead sycamore tree in his hand, where else could he go back?

"Could it be possible to go back and continue to be locked up?"

Everyone is disciples serving Ziyun Peak. The situation in Ziyun Peak is like a mirror in their hearts. Hearing these words, they can't help but feel guilty. They look at each other, but they have no choice but to dissuade them:

"But this is the arrangement of the lord." The man gritted his teeth, "You know the temper of the lord, if we can't bring you back this time, we're afraid..."

Feng Xuan supported her chest, her eyes were empty, her breath was short and slow: "How is Bai Lerong?"

"Brought back by the lord."

Feng Xuan murmured: "Go and have a look."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-2523:28:35~2021-03-2623:43:35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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Lingluo;

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