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

[Above the main hall, all the doctors are in a group of worried, and the face of the lord in the hall is unprecedentedly ugly. There is no doubt that if they can't think of a way to eradicate the ten thousand year cold at this time, then they will be the next to be eradicated.

However, the cold air of ten thousand years can be eliminated by saying that it can be eliminated?

Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

Just when Li Furen was about to get furious, a clear and gentle voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Brother Ruo Li wants to find the Shenmu, Le Rong is not talented, maybe he can provide some clues for the brother—"

Li Furen pushed away the people in the hall, leaving Bai Lerong alone.

He pinched his brows, angry and angry: "Say it."

Bai Lerong knelt on the ground with a thud, with a solemn expression: "This is a big matter. There is no Nianzong involved in this matter. Except for me and Master, no one knows about it. Today I would like to tell Senior Brother Li the password. I also ask Senior Brother Li to mention Le Rong to keep this secret."

Hearing this, Li Furen finally raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Bai Lerong for the first time, and the things that were previously incomprehensible were solved one by one today.

No wonder, as the suzerain, Gou Liu favors Bai Lerong, who is not outstanding in cultivation, and takes care of him everywhere.

Li Furen's tone was affirmative: "It's related to Shenmu."

Bai Lerong raised his head, and slowly but firmly picked up the sleeve on his right arm. At the same time, the aura was activated, and in the next second, a section of green sycamore branch suddenly appeared in front of the two of them like a mirage.

Bai Lerong said slowly: "What's inside me is the sycamore branch."]

The flames of war continued, and at some point in the sky, it began to rain lightly.

The light in Li Furen's eyes flickered, flickering faintly, like a group of faint flames swaying in the wind and rain.

Wearing a black battle robe, in the eyes of the enemy, he is a deadly ghost crawling out of hell; in the eyes of his disciples, he is the invincible and ever-victorious God of War.

However, at this time, the rain was washing the blood on his shirt, dripping all over the ground, and he was in an unprecedented embarrassment.

Li Furen left behind the enemy facing him, turned his head without thinking, but was stopped by his disciples——

"My lord! Right now is the best time to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. We cannot live without your command!"

"My lord!" "My lord!"

Everyone looked anxious.

The raindrops fell on the cold water, and the blood dripped along the blade and fell to the ground, causing blood-red ripples in circles.

"Go away." Li Furen tightened the cold water in his hand, his face was as dark as ink.

All the disciples looked at each other solemnly, and suddenly they all knelt down in front of Li Furen, saying in unison: "My lord, think twice!"

Li Furen's cold face hides a storm:

"I'll say it again for the last time, go away, don't force me to do it!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his sword-holding hand.

Everyone looked resolute and would rather die than surrender.

Li Furen sneered, raised his sword, and was about to break through the crowd and rush out.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared and blocked Li Furen's sword.

"Bold!" The visitor was furious, "As the lord of the Wu Nian Sect, how could you miss the chance to harm the lives of the disciples in the Sect!"

Li Furen lowered his head, and met Gou Liu's eyes full of anger.

Gou Liu also arrived here at some point, he was furious: "I only know that you have turned your back on the dark and turned to the bright, and I wanted to give you a chance to change your ways, but I didn't expect that your nature is hard to change, you have a murderous nature, and you want to kill me The disciples of this sect are simply stubborn!"

Li Furen pointed at Gou Liu with his sword, his face was as cold as frost: "I said, get out."

After all, he stopped talking nonsense to these people, Han Shui cut a path among the crowd and rushed out.

After running far away, Gou Liu's angry voice was still heard from far away: "If you leave today, I will never have you as a disciple in Wu Nianzong!"

The one who answered Gou Liu was Li Furen's decisive back who quickly disappeared.

Li Furen's hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, all he thought was: hurry up, hurry up!

Li Furen held cold water in his hand, the blood on his body couldn't tell who belonged to him, he was in a mess, he grabbed the disciple's lapel at the door and asked, "Is Feng Xuan inside?"

The disciple kept nodding his head, trembling with fright: "The doctor has brought Mr. Feng in for a while, and I heard that he is refining medicine..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown away by Li Furen.

From the alchemy hall in front, a huge golden aura rose up, and the aura gradually expanded, forming a huge and strange formation, covering the entire alchemy hall.

A mysterious and simple aura suddenly rose from the formation, then quickly passed over Li Furen's body, and spread to the surroundings.

This is... the image that the formation will be completed!

Li Furen's heart skipped a beat immediately, his whole body was like falling into a cellar of ice, his heart was completely chilled.

"No..." he murmured, strode forward, and swung his sword violently.

The sword energy fell on the formation, but it was not interrupted, but was completely swallowed by the formation.

There was still some distance to the alchemy hall, Li Furen stumbled and ran forward like crazy.Gritting his teeth while running, he swung out one sword after another, as if this could block the speed at which the formation formed.

When he blocked Bai Lerong's palm earlier, he was seriously injured, and he spent a lot of spiritual energy on the battlefield.

And this formation is so secretive that it was quite difficult for Li Furen to deal with it even in his heyday, not to mention that the aura in his body at this time is only one-twelfth of what it normally is.

No matter how fast Li Furen's sword is swung, no matter how strong the sword energy is, the light of the formation will not be affected at all, but will become more dazzling.

"Do not!!"

Li Furen waved the cold water in his hand—the lingering sword energy knocked away the gate of the alchemy hall—

……

Using blood as a formation, Feng Xuan drew a complex and cumbersome spell next to the alchemy furnace.

By the time the spell was completed, Feng Xuan was already sweating profusely, feeling dizzy, almost unable to stand still.

However, the heart is unprecedentedly peaceful.

Holding a sycamore branch in his hand, he stepped onto the high platform step by step. His long clothes were elegant, and in the afterglow of the fire, he was as pure as a fairy falling from the sky.

The scorching fire wind picked up the skirt of the young man, and in a trance, Feng Xuan remembered amusedly that Cen Jie stepped onto the high platform step by step in the same way on the day of the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago.

It's just that the difference between them is that Qiu Zijin tried every means to protect Cen Jie, while Li Furen... Forget it, don't mention it, don't mention it.

Left and right, he is a person who has a few days to live.

Thinking so much, besides increasing troubles, what is the use of it?

It still takes some time for the formation to start. Standing on the high platform, Feng Xuan fiddled with the sycamore branch in his hand, feeling a little unsteady due to fatigue.

In the past, he always felt that cultivation was boring, and yearned for the bustling world.

Now that I have been through the mortal world for so long, I realize that true love is the thing that makes people linger and hurts people the most.

But the road was taken by himself, Feng Xuan did not regret it.

It's just that in my heart, I always feel sad like bitter water from time to time.

The sycamore branch gently circles in Fengxuan's palm.

Feng Xuan knew in her heart that this was a debt he owed Li Furen, and he should pay it back.

When he came this trip, he thought he didn't owe anyone, but Heng Yongsi, he still couldn't let go.

Fortunately, with the sycamore branches protecting his heart veins and the meticulous care of the Wu Nian Sect physicians, he would not have any major problems.

I couldn't help but think of Bai Lerong whose life was hanging by a thread...

To be honest, I'm really envious.

Although his cultivation aptitude is mediocre, he was favored by the suzerain and was able to worship under the suzerain; his white clothes fluttered, and there were so many disciples in the sect who admired him, and there was even one person who stood by his side from beginning to end. Save yourself.

It's not like him.

With a wave of Feng Xuan's hand, a porcelain white vial flew out from his sleeve, it was the one he picked up on the road and prepared to hold the elixir.

Unlike him, the final destination is actually a broken porcelain bottle picked up on the road.

If possible, he really wanted to exchange acquaintances with Bai Lerong, even though he was dying and his life was dying.

It's a pity that the word "if" has never existed in the world, Feng Xuan thought while clutching the sycamore branch in his palm.

The formation was about to be completed, and the raging fire in the furnace surged with heat waves, reflecting the color of sunset on the boy's clothes.

Echoing with the afterglow of sunset glow coming in from the window, it is as beautiful as a painting.

Holding a sycamore branch, Feng Xuan stepped forward step by step. As the formation gradually took shape, he closed his eyes, feeling the last trace of aura dissipating from his body.

In my mind, a slight sigh sounded——

The time has come.

Feng Xuan stepped forward slowly, and threw the porcelain bottle that had been prepared into the air.At this moment, a huge sword cry and the sound of fighting suddenly sounded not far away.

Li Furen's shout seemed to be heard in the distance.

Feng Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking, never thought that such absurd hallucinations would appear when death was imminent.

Bai Lerong was in danger, Li Furen was not waiting by Bai Lerong's side, how could he come looking for him?

This voice only made Feng Xuan hesitate for a moment.

He pressed the paper-yellow sycamore branch tightly to his chest, and hopped lightly on his toes, like a light little bird, jumping down.

At the same time, the gate of the alchemy hall was smashed into pieces by the domineering sword energy.

In the dusty sky, Feng Xuan glanced at her head—the rain had stopped at some point, and the afterglow of the sun penetrated the broken gate brilliantly and fell on the side of the alchemy furnace.

Against the light, a tall black shadow stood at the door, and the golden light shone from behind him, illuminating the hurried figure of the person who came.

At the moment when he was immersed in the sparks, Feng Xuan suddenly realized.

It turned out that Cai Cai's voice was not his own illusion.

In the blink of an eye, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered two words silently:

[Return you. 】

In the next second, the flames blazed brightly, and the tongues of flames clamored to swallow up the figure in an instant.

In the flames, people shouted hoarsely in pain:

"A Xuan!!!"

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