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

It turned out that the snow field that Li Furen stepped into at the beginning was a fantasy, but the current place is the real appearance of the place where the bones are buried.

The light yellow flower in front of the two is the Xiayue ephedra that the two are looking for so hard!

But Feng Xuan has no time to take care of it at this time, Li Furen staggered and leaned on Feng Xuan.

The blood almost stained half of Li Furen's body red, making Li Furen's face even more ugly.

But even if this sword pierced Li Furen's chest, with Li Furen's cultivation base, the impact would not be so great.

Feng Xuan cleaned a stone wall with spiritual energy, placed the person down lightly, and asked:

"How did you get hurt so badly?"

While speaking, he reached out to investigate again, but Li Furen blocked it calmly: "Slight injury, it's okay."

Li Furen understated it as if the hole didn't come from him, Feng Xuan's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and he was a little angry:

"Is this called a minor injury?"

The cold eyes are a little scary.

"Then do I still have to praise the Demon God for his good physique?"

Li Furen could naturally hear the deep meaning in Feng Xuan's words, so he didn't dare to answer for a while.

"Let me see." Feng Xuan frowned slightly, with a tough attitude.

If it wasn't for him, Li Furen wouldn't have traveled so far and suffered such a crime, no matter what Li Furen thought, in the final analysis, he was more or less responsible for this matter.

Feng Xuan couldn't allow Li Furen to refuse, for a while, Li Furen said yes or no, and no no, he was in a stalemate with Feng Xuan.

The anomaly that has been lingering in Fengxuan's heart for a long time finally reached its peak at this moment.

"You said that no matter what I want, I will agree to it." Feng Xuan looked into Li Furen's eyes, stubbornly did not let go of the movements of his hands, and there was an imperceptible tremolo in his voice.

The two sides confronted each other, and finally Li Furen was defeated.

He let go of his hand decadently, Feng Xuan's aura finally managed to enter Li Furen's body.

The moment the aura entered the body, Feng Xuan's complexion changed drastically, and it quickly decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Furen let Feng Xuan move without saying a word, until Feng Xuan withdrew his hand in a trance, with a cold tone:

"How long has this been going on?"

No wonder Li Furen, the famous demon god, fell down with a mere sword piercing the heart. Now that Li Furen is an empty shell, if Li Furen is to be seriously injured, how can he use such a tricky sword?

Li Furen avoided talking: "Finished? Let's go back after we finish."

As he was speaking, he was about to get up, but Feng Xuan quickly pressed him down: "Go back, where are you going? Do you know that you are already a useless person with all your consciousness lost?!"

Li Furen has clearly ascended, and his status is even more precious. Apart from himself, no one else can make Li Furen so downcast.

But Feng Xuan sighed in person just now, his spiritual consciousness is so fragile that it is almost vulnerable to a single blow.

Unless, the one who did something to Li Furen was himself...

Li Furen suddenly laughed lowly, raised his head, his eyes were covered with a strange light: "Ah Xuan, are you worried about me?"

Feng Xuan didn't care about how this happened, he trembled all over, and said to himself: "How can your consciousness be so fragile... No, if you continue like this, you will die..."

Feng Xuan did not exaggerate at all.

If it was in the past, this sword would not have caused too much damage to Li Furen, but at this time Li Furen's body is even more paper-like.

If there is no other way, if this continues, Li Furen will die in the eye of the storm before they leave the place where the bones are buried.

In a trance, Feng Xuan seemed to feel that she had returned to a thousand years ago, in the ice cellar, the life of the boy in her arms was hanging by a thread, at stake.

But at that time, he still had master's phoenix branch to help him, but now...

A moment of panic flashed in Feng Xuan's eyes.

Master... Feng Xuan's eyes lit up, yes, he still has a master!

Under Li Furen's silent gaze, Feng Xuan got up suddenly, and carefully and quickly picked the light yellow flowers not far away.

I don't know if it was God's will or the instructions from the master, but before he came, he deliberately brought all the holy objects he found.

Now, together with Xiayue Mahuang and the five holy objects for refining Wuzhi intermittent ointment, he has completely collected them.

It is recorded in ancient books that Ouzhi intermittent ointment has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life, so this medicine is not only effective for the master, but also for Li Furen who is in danger, it can also play a role in continuing life!

Under Feng Xuan's control, the five holy objects floated in the air one by one, giving off a light crystal color. Any one of them, if placed outside, can set off turbulent waves. Now these things all appeared in a remote place at the same time. of no man's land.

Li Furen supported the wound, raised his eyelids with difficulty, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were dark, with an emotion that Si Fengxuan couldn't understand: "You...what are you doing?"

Feng Xuan frowned, and gritted her teeth: "Persist for a while, wait for me...to refine the medicine!"

Li Furen was dumbfounded, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"You want to use it to save me?"

Feng Xuan pursed her lips tightly.

"Then what about your master?"

Feng Xuan lowered her eyes, but the movements of her hands were not affected at all: "Holy things are dead, but people are alive."

When he said this, he didn't hesitate at all, he didn't rush, a spiritual fire rose in the air, and he controlled the refining of the holy object step by step according to the known refining steps.

Li Furen looked at such a young man, his eyes flickered, as if a dazzling star was reflected in it.

This is what it looks like.

When he was young, he was full of demonic energy, and the child tightly protected him, shivering in pain and refusing to speak;

In the youth ice cellar, the boy shouted his name, warmed him with his body, and did not give up;

Later, in Chunyang City, he will never forget that weak and thin back, but he carried a serious injury on his back, walking day and night and walking thousands of miles.

……

Scene after scene, engraved into his body like flesh and blood.

In his life, from the moment he was born, he was destined not to be welcomed by anyone.

He was born in the quagmire of the abyss and lived in the endless darkness. He should have fallen into the abyss forever and could never turn over.

But the appearance of Feng Xuan was like a mischievous ray of light, which passed through layers of dark clouds and penetrated the endless abyss, and still fell on him without hesitation, bringing the only warmth in his life.

To him, Fengxuan is the light that is far away but makes him crave, it is the brightest sun in the sky in his dark life, and it is the way he is obsessed with in this life.

It was as if a warm force suddenly poured into my heart, and it began to beat vigorously again.

There was a distinct smile in Li Furen's eyes and the corners of his mouth, even though he already had the answer in his heart, he couldn't help but speak again:

"You found this medicine for your master. It is hard to find for thousands of years. It is much more precious than my life, but you used it on a person who owed you so much," he looked at the medicine with serious eyes. Feng Xuan's eyes, hidden in the eyes, are full of tenderness and nostalgia: "Is it really worth it?"

Feng Xuan didn't even blink: "If the holy medicine is gone, you can look for it again, if the method is gone, you can look for it again, but the person is gone..."

He paused, raised his head, and met Li Furen's complex expression, "...there's nothing left."

In an instant, the image of the young man speaking in a serious manner flashed through Li Furen's mind again.

【Holy things are dead, but people are alive. 】

More pictures flashed before his eyes one by one like a revolving lantern:

The child told him in a childlike voice: "From now on, don't talk or move, you understand?"

The young man stood in front of him without hesitation, his back was clearly not tall, but with incomparable firmness and reliability, he shouted: "I am Li Furen's witness!"

On the night when the contract was concluded, the two hugged each other tightly. He tried his best to absorb the meager warmth left from the young man, and heard the young man promise him word by word: "So, even if the whole world turns against you, I will Will stand by your side unswervingly and will never leave you. Forever.”

Li Furen has always known that a young man is a dazzling and beautiful beam of light, which can bring light and warmth no matter where it falls.

But the most unfortunate thing about this beam of light is that it fell beside his quagmire. After seeing the beauty of light, the quagmire gave birth to sinful and dirty thoughts—it selfishly wanted to keep this beam of light by its side forever.

Li Furen suddenly chuckled, he thought about it, he was wrong, really wrong.

Wrong.

He owed Feng Xuan too much.

Under the control of Fengxuan, the sacred object gradually lost its original appearance in the spiritual fire, and was continuously refined and fused with each other, and finally turned into a small ball of continuously rotating water, emitting light .

Refining high-quality elixir would consume a lot of energy, not to mention that Feng Xuan was already exhausted from traveling all the way, so it was inevitable that he was a little powerless at this time.

"Let me do it." Li Furen persuaded softly with a smile on his lips.

"You?" Feng Xuan was stunned for a moment, "You still have injuries on your body, so you can't overuse your spiritual energy."

Li Furen understood the reasoning: "I have been looking for Wuzhi intermittent ointment for nearly a thousand years. In terms of understanding of it, no one in the world can surpass me."

He raised his hand, and the turbulent aura surged through his fingertips.

"The sacred object is precious, and there is only one chance to refine it, and if you are not careful, you will fall short," Li Furen coughed uncontrollably, "You don't want to fail, do you?"

Feng Xuan was skeptical, but her eyes obviously softened.

"Since this medicine is refined for me, I will not act recklessly, and I will succeed in refining it." Li Furen looked into Fengxuan's hesitant eyes, full of determination, "You don't believe me?"

Feng Xuan hesitated and shook her head.

Li Furen said in a low voice as if bewitching but calm: "This is the most reliable way, you trust me."

Then he opened his mouth half-temptingly: "You know, I know better than you, and I am more suitable for refining, otherwise, if it fails..."

When Li Furen said this, Feng Xuan's brows suddenly twitched for no reason.

I have to admit, what Li Furen said is right.He is inexperienced, and there is no one in this world who is more suitable than Li Furen for the matter of refining black sesame ointment.

Seeing the young man's heart fluttering, Li Furen took the initiative to take over the spiritual fire without waiting for Feng Xuan to answer.

Under Li Furen's control, the continuously burning spiritual fire wrapped in the sacred objects burned even more vigorously, and the pill was continuously calcined and formed in the spiritual fire, gradually taking shape.

Feng Xuan rested for a while, and suddenly heard the person beside her say:

"Ah Xuan, have you ever heard a rumor about Wuzhi Intermittent Ointment?"

Feng Xuan concentrated.

"Everything in the world is restrained by yin and yang, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Since the ointment can bring the dead back to life, since it can change the fate against the sky, it must bear the corresponding price."

Feng Xuan's eyelids twitched for no reason, his heart beat faster, and a feeling of uneasiness arose spontaneously, and when he spoke again, his throat suddenly hoarse for some reason: "You...what do you mean?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-2723:53:25~2021-05-0123:47:45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 the irrigation nutrient solution: there were 30 bottles of showers;

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