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

As soon as Xiang Wenbai opened the door, his eyes were bright red, his heart almost jumped to his throat, his mind went blank, and he moved forward stiffly, and supported Li Furen who was sitting cross-legged and precarious.

He naturally knew what Li Furen was doing, and his tone was difficult to be gentle: "The soul is out of the body, and it is extremely dangerous and complicated to force it like someone else's dream. It is easy to be backlashed. The emperor's serious injury has not healed, so it's fine if he doesn't retreat. Doing this technique over and over again, is this fatal?!"

Although Xiang Wenbai has followed Li Furen for thousands of years, he has always been restrained and polite, and he is very respectful to Li Furen, never breaking the rules.But today I couldn't bear it anymore, and the words were extra heavy.

Following his gaze, Li Furen's face was like gold paper, his face was full of grayness that couldn't be concealed, the blood at the corner of his mouth was even paler, his breath was weak, he was almost dying.

Without hesitation, Xiang Wenbai immediately instilled innumerable spirit energy into Li Furen's body.

After a long time, Li Furen's eyelashes trembled, and his breath returned to normal.

He slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of despair, like a lifeless dead person, this half-life appearance really made Xiang Wen Bai's heart sink heavily, anxious: "Dijun!"

Li Furen slightly raised his hand, stopping what Xiang Wen Bai wanted to say: "It's okay."

Xiang Wenbai paused for a moment, and was about to speak again, his eyes flashed, but there was no more sound——

I saw Li Furen raised his eyes, his dark pupils were full of bottomless coercion, even though he was seriously injured, the aura on his body was still not something Xiang Wen Bai could bear, so Xiang Wen Bo instantly silenced, Dare to say anything else.

Li Furen pinched his eye sockets, looking very tired, and said in a low voice with a hint of hoarseness: "Go out."

Xiang Wenbai had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk out in silence, but his heart was always worried about Li Furen's body, and he almost turned around every step of the way.

When he came to the door, he closed it decadently like a deflated ball, and a deep voice suddenly stopped his name:

"Xiang Wenbo."

Xiang Wenbo's eyes lit up suddenly, hiding his expectation, when he heard the owner of the voice calm down, he said in an orderly tone:

"No one can say anything about my identity."

Xiang Wenbai's complexion soon sank again, but this time he returned to his usual appearance. He lowered his head, expressionless, and said respectfully, "Yes."

……

When Feng Xuan woke up this time, it was not yet daylight.The heat of the soft, warm and comfortable spring water has faded away, and the elegant and magnificent building is what you see, waking up from the dream.

Feng Xuan blinked her eyes as if she didn't realize it, what the person in the dream said seemed to be still vivid in her memory.

Master doesn't want him anymore, he thought with deep eyes.

He was born with the aura of heaven and earth since he was a child. He has no father and no mother, and the world is peaceful. Although he is a son of heaven and earth, he is not accompanied by any major responsibilities, so he has no great ambitions in his life.

When he was a child, he was wandering and wandering. He thought that his life would be spent in endless escape. In the boundless ice and snow that night, he was held out by a pair of warm and dry hands. Since then, he has walked out of the boundless night.

The master saved his life and taught him the technique, and Feng Xuan embarked on the path of cultivation.He is very talented, and his cultivation is a thousand times different from ordinary people. Even so, he is very hardworking, no matter how hard his cultivation is, he has never cried out that he is tired.

It's because he understands that in a world where the strong are respected, only when his cultivation is strong can he protect himself from being bullied and protect the safety of those he cares about.

He desperately repayed his kindness and ascended to immortality, so why not to protect his important people?

Feng Xuan raised her hand, her arm blocked her eyes, the moment darkness covered her eyes, Feng Xuan suddenly calmed down.

……

Since that day, Feng Xuan's spirit quickly returned to its original state, and everything seemed to have never happened. Even Xiang Wenbai couldn't help being surprised for a moment when he saw Feng Xuan with an ordinary face. .

Previously, Fengxuan's mental condition seemed to be a bit serious, but after one night, it returned to normal. Although I don't know what happened between the two of them in the dream, but Fengxuan Shangshen finally got better, I think the emperor will know , and don’t have to worry anymore.

Xiang Wenbai came to deliver the spirit wood to Feng Xuan, and just this morning, the disciples of the Emperor Palace found the spirit wood.

Before he came, he specifically asked the emperor what he meant - after all, he learned that the master of the god Fengxuan was also the emperor. Yes, but in vain.

But when Li Furen heard the news of Lingmu, his eyes darkened, his brows were tightly frowned, and he made a difficult choice between sending or not sending:

"Send it to him."

He lowered his eyes and pinched his eye sockets, and his tone didn't know whether it was helplessness or pride:

"With his personality, if you don't give it away, he will try his best to find it himself."

Xiang Wenbai got Li Furen's order, and that's how he happened to be today.

The things were placed in the storage spirit stone, and they were handed to Feng Xuan to Wen Bai: "Look, God, there is still enough spirit wood."

Feng Xuan took a look at the storage spirit stone, and said calmly, "Enough."

He looked at Wen Bai and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you."

Xiang Wenbo nodded with a smile: "God is very polite."

Xiang Wenbai was one of the few people who knew the inside story, and he tentatively asked, "When is God going to start refining?"

Feng Xuan stared fixedly at Xiang Wen Bai, keeping a calm expression, but seemed to want to see something from Xiang Wen Bai's face: "The materials are all here, naturally the sooner the better."

"That's it."

A moment of hesitation flashed in Xiang Wenbai's eyes, and this slight change naturally did not escape Feng Xuan's observation. Feng Xuan calmly raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyelids, and raised his eyelashes with a peaceful look in his eyes. It was like calmness after breaking through the fog.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask, how is Dijun's body?"

Feng Xuan was caught off guard by mentioning Li Furen, and Xiang Wen Bai was taken aback. He had already panicked in his heart, but he still tried to maintain a normal appearance on his face:

"Please trouble God to care about it, the emperor..."

Xiang Wenbo gave a small meal: "Everything is fine for the old man, Dijun."

Feng Xuan continued: "Didn't you get injured, how is your body now?"

Xiang Wenbo replied, "It's much better."

Feng Xuan didn't even blink, and suddenly said: "Last time I mentioned to Xianjun that Dijun Palace has helped me a lot, and when Dijun is still in good health, I will personally come to thank Dijun."

While he was speaking, his eyes fell on Xiang Wen Bai's body.

This gaze was too calm and straightforward, for a moment, Xiang Wenbai even felt that Feng Xuan had already seen through the identity of the emperor, which was clearly a test.

Although Xiang Wenbo thought so in his heart, his face was still calm, showing no abnormality:

"God's thoughts, I will tell the emperor truthfully."

He changed his voice:

"But Dijun has never liked these cumbersome and lengthy etiquettes, so..."

His tone was hesitant, and he deliberately didn't finish his sentence, but any sensible person could understand the meaning of his words.

Feng Xuan nodded, and agreed: "Naturally follow the rules of the Emperor's Palace."

He said: "If the emperor doesn't want to meet, I won't disturb the emperor's purity."

……

In the main hall, the man was wearing a platinum dark-pattern cloak and sat upright on the main hall. He was simply sitting like this, exuding an aura of majesty all over his body, which was the coercion only after being in a high position for a long time.

The man has a tall nose, and the ends of his thin lips are naturally curved upwards. If you don't look at those eyes, you will have a gentle and friendly appearance, but a pair of jet-black pupils that cannot be ignored are extremely fierce. The imposing manner abruptly made this gentle face aloof and unapproachable, adding a bit of majesty that people dare not look directly at.

But if there were people from the Wu Nian Sect thousands of years ago, they would definitely find this face familiar.

The corners of the lips and the bridge of the nose are second, but the sharp black pupils are [-]% like a person.

And the gentle face is very much like Feng Xuan's master.

"He really said that?" Li Furen's eyes drooped slightly, blocking the complicated look in his eyes.

Above the main hall, he bowed to Wen Bai, respectfully and truthfully said: "What my subordinates just said are all the original words of God Fengxuan."

Li Furen rolled his hands slightly to cover his mouth and nose, coughed a little, and his face showed a little pain.

Xiang Wenbo immediately took a step forward, his expression anxious: "Dijun!"

But Li Furen raised his hand to stop him.

Xiang Wenbo had no choice but to suppress his uneasiness, and then asked: "Did the emperor see you or not?"

Li Furen opened his mouth, and the two simple words "I don't see" were clearly on his lips, but he couldn't say anything. He paused, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh in frustration:

"talk later."

"How to solve the Lingmu matter?" Xiang Wen Bo asked again.

The two people in the palace knew that no matter how hard Feng Xuan tried, the result would not change.

If Fengxuan made up his mind to refine spirit wood, only Fengxuan would be injured.

Hearing this, Li Furen's brows and eyes became more serious.

Xiang Wenbai hesitated: "Otherwise, the subordinates should find a reason to terminate Fengxuan Shangshen's plan."

He knows that this method can only be regarded as a bad idea, but the refining process is full of dangers, a little carelessness can cause serious injury, or even doom, as long as Fengxuan can be stopped, no matter what he does, he will insist on Wen Bai on the scalp.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a deep voice from above the hall:

"Tell Ah Xuan that I am free recently, and ask him to find a time, I would like to meet him for a while."

The author has something to say: Xiang Wenbo: a ruthless messenger

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