When he fell into the "Legend of World" devil's cave, Feng Rugu never thought about what his future life would be.

Because he doesn't have to think about it at all.

He is the pride of heaven, and is a flowery flower. He is born to belong to the great river of heaven and the rainbow and stars.

He was too young at that time and was full of energy, thinking that he could protect everyone.

When Ding You led his troops to attack and exploded the courtyard where Lin Xuejing was keeping them. Jing Sanchao was seriously injured and fell into his arms, Feng Rugu shook his understanding of himself in an instant.

Fortunately, Feng Rugu never indulges in unnecessary emotions.

He immediately thought that Lin Xuejing had just moved to the backyard.

At that time, Feng Rugu didn't know whether Lin Xuejing was Dingyou's inner support or was ambushed by Dingyou with them.

If it were the former, Feng Rugu would have to kill him. Because he knew too many of their secrets.

If it is the latter, Feng Rugu also needs to save him from danger in order to take him in order to take him in order to save him.

He Feng Ruyuan never owe loves his life.

However, when a demon cultivator was cut and killed and broke into the backyard, Feng Rugu stopped.

A man in Lin Xuejing's goose yellow clothes fell face down in the sea of ​​fire like a wave.

His elegant face was engulfed and burned by the orange and red fire.

The test jade carried by Lin Xuejing was pulled down from his waist by the huge explosion and rolled onto the ground not far from Feng Ruguu.

Feng Ruju was baked by the hot steam on his face, making the dough tight and astringent.

He kicked away several pieces of wood burning Lin Xuejing and rushed to his side: "Lin Xuejing!"

Lin Xuejing lay quietly on the ground, her goose yellow shirt was licked by the flames, floating towards the sky, but soon, the splashed flames pulled the piece of shirt back and turned into a piece of coke in the wild fire.

Feng Rugu squatted down and touched his sternum.

Where the child had bones, he only felt a ball of soft cotton.

——The first moment when the spiritual power exploded, Lin Xuejing endured all the power head-on, and his sternum was blown into countless bone pieces and wedged into his heart.

Such a person who is broad in the sky and looks at the world and laughs at the "famous world" and dies silently in his backyard.

It is urgent to wait, and he has no time to compete for Lin Xue to cure the aftermath.

Before the fire spread, he rushed out of the smoke and dust in the backyard with Jing Sanchao, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

At the last moment, he looked back.

The hazy fire fog, Feng Rugu saw him, and his whole body was swallowed up by the raging fire dragon.

He is also a person who is proud of his talent and has a higher heart than the sky, but no one knows that he dies.

Han Jing, who organized the evacuation of fellow Taoists in the front yard, breathed a sigh of relief when he returned safely and asked him: "Where is Lin Xuejing?"

Feng Rugu lowered his head and tore off the front panel, fixed the unconscious Jing Sanchai on Han Jing's back, deliberately avoiding Han Jing's gaze and said shortly: "Not found."

At this time, he didn't want to say that life was like a mustard of grass, nor did he want to say that the man was "burning in the fire". He would rather believe that it was the golden cicada escape technique used by Lin Xuejing.

As a proud person, Feng Rugu and Lin Xuejing had a strange empathy, so that he did not want to believe that Lin Xuejing would die.

...A person shouldn't die easily like this.

He will no longer let anyone around him die easily like this.

At least at that moment, Feng Rugu lied to himself.

And the wonder of human beings lies in the fact that when they deceive others, they are inevitably deceived.

As he thought about it, Feng Rugu really began to doubt everything he saw in Lin Xuejing's backyard.

Lin Xuejing, maybe he is really not dead?

That one that disappeared into the fire was perhaps a substitute, or his fantasy?

Feng Rugu never believed that Lin Xuejing was the undercover agent sent by Dingyou to earn their lives.

Because such a smart person has no reason to be an undercover agent to lie to death.

Later, Han Jing disappeared and San Cai was seriously injured. He had no object to tell his thoughts, so he simply stopped mentioning the matter.

Only a little vague thought, and the test jade that fell in his memory, repeatedly reminded him to face reality.

Later, in Dingyou's prison, Jing Sanchai, who was already determined to die, suddenly asked Feng Rugu if Lin Xuejing was a traitor.

Feng Rugu also wants to know this question.

So, he called Dingyou in the middle of the night.

Dingyou sent the answer.

Lin Xuejing is not a traitor, and at the same time, the demons could not find this spy.

Yes, because he turned into a coke that was difficult to distinguish in the fire.

At that time, Feng Ruju was trapped in the endless hell, and his sharpness was beaten by the daily struggle, but he was more and more harsh and more sober.

Hearing Ding You's answer, the goose yellow dress burned by fire appeared before his eyes.

Feng Ruyuan no longer deceives himself.

He began to admit that there was indeed a human being in resisting this world.

Like destiny.

But Feng Rugu never intended to accept his fate.

God can only take my life.

But God cannot force me to accept my fate.

Therefore, after stepping out of the "remaining world", Feng Rugu did not sink into the sadness of becoming a useless person for too long.

Because that is useless.

The wound hurts so much that he can't fall asleep.

He took advantage of the pain in the wound and opened his eyes, staring straight out of the window, thinking about his thoughts with great clarity.

Seeing that he was dazed every day, Chang Boning was afraid that he would be too narrow, so he collected some books and copybooks for him to read in his spare time.

Feng Rugu lay on the bed and rested, lifted his uninjured right arm, held the book and watched.

Seeing the sentence "Cultivating shortness and transformation, the end of the year" Feng Rugu covered his face with the ink fragrance.

...Go to his end.

He Feng Ruyuan has no so-called end.

Soon, the book he covered his face was gently lifted up by a hand with a well-proportioned joint.

His master Xiaoyaojun sat on the side of his bed and looked at him gently: "As usual, you are hurt better. I think you should have something to say to me."

Feng Rugu opened the truth straight: "Master, my demonic energy comes into my body and can't be left in Fengling anymore."

Xiaoyaojun remained silent for a moment and leaned over to put his hair down for him: "I had a premonition that Feng Ling could not keep you. But if you want to leave..."

Feng Rugu took over the conversation: "...not now."

Xiaoyaojun paused slightly.

Immediately, he smiled brightly and gently tapped Feng Rugu's forehead with his index finger: "It's true that I am my disciple, I know to leave a way out for myself. Is there anything I need to help from my master?"

Feng Rugu likes to talk to people like his master, which saves you worry and effort.

He turned to Xiaoyaojun, his face was pale and his lips were scattered, but his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, no less than before.

"Ruyuan hopes that the master will take out a little broken soul connected to Ruyuan's heart vein from Ruyuan's body and put it in..." Feng Ruyuan raised his eyes and looked at the bamboo smoker sent by Jing Sanchai at the head of the bed, "... put it in this thing."

This request surprised Xiaoyaojun.

"Can you tell the master the use of this soul?"

"I don't know now." Feng Rugu said, "Maybe, it can be used in the future."

Will ordinary people be willing to dig out a little soul in their bodies just for something that he doesn't know the purpose?

However, Xiaoyao Jun promised him.

"Okay." Xiaoyaojun leaned over and said gently, "...Master's little madman, Master, listen to you. But no matter what you want to do, remember to keep this little soul and never lose it."

Feng Rugu smiled, understood his pun, and touched the back of his hand that Xiaoyaojun placed beside his pillow with affectionately: "Yes."

Xiaoyao Jun reminded him: "However, you should know that losing a little soul, even the smallest piece, will have an impact on your body, not to mention that this is a soul. Although it is very close to you, you will still feel uncomfortable after leaving the body."

Feng Rugu was not afraid: "Thank you, Master."

Sure enough, after digging out this little soul, Feng Rugu often felt tired at first, always not sleeping enough, unable to sleep peacefully, and constantly convulsing, and unable to sleep shallowly.

But he didn't mention it to anyone.

Others didn't notice too many abnormalities either.

It is normal for him to be so severely injured, his essence is damaged, and his mind is exhausted.
To be continued...