After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 293 Sword Tomb Guardian

His throat still ached slightly, and the person who had just whispered in his ear had disappeared.

The night wind rushed into the room through the open door, bringing with it a chill, and swept away the mental method and sword manual that Mo Zheng had just memorized, scattering them everywhere.

Stimulated by the cold wind, Mo Zheng suddenly came back to his senses and his eyes became clear again.

He quickly sent a burst of magical power towards the door to close it, bent down to pick up his belt, gathered his robe together hastily, and tied it tightly around his waist after wrapping it around a few times.

Then he quietly began to pick up papers covered with writings in the house...

【Fanfan, are you okay? 】

(Um……)

Mo Zheng thought to himself, the effect of the Zui Zui Fruit is really powerful, the pain in his right ankle

It seems that you can get used to the heartache. As the pain goes on, it seems to become less painful.

After finally picking up all the manuscripts that had flown away, he sat back in his chair and rearranged them one by one.

Tongzi watched him put down the paper, then picked up the pen again with a serious expression, and silently swallowed back the thousands of words he wanted to say to comfort him.

In fact, Li Fuyi didn't go far.

He lay sideways on the roof of the side house, pouring wine into his mouth while silently staring at Mo Zheng's profile through the reflection in the window.

……

No matter what happened between the two at night, during the day, Li Fuyi still showed her care for Mo Zheng in front of everyone.

As soon as the two of them stepped through the entrance of Jian Gu Hanqiu and finally got rid of everyone's gaze, Li Fuyi's hand, which was originally protecting Mo Zheng's back, almost immediately loosened.

The perfect smile on Li Fuyi's face had not yet completely faded, but as her pupils turned silver-gray, the warmth in her eyes disappeared.

In the Sword Bone Cold Hill, the aura of the ancient sword is heavy, eerie and cold.

The two men walked one in front and one behind silently through the heavy sword shadows, their figures gradually moving away in the hazy sword light.

Despite the unspeakable loneliness in his heart, Mo Zheng still tried hard to clear his mind and quickened his pace to catch up with Li Fuyi.

He took out a stack of carefully organized manuscripts from the fat koi and handed it to him.

"Fuyi, these are the mental skills and sword manuals. I will be here to protect you. If you need anything, just call me." Going up further would be the center of the Sword Bone Cold Hill. Mo Zheng roughly guessed where Li Fuyi wanted to go.

Li Fuyi took it. It was a thick small plate. Mo Zheng had stayed up most of the night to write it out from memory.

He looked up at Mo Zheng and saw that his face was calm and composed, but Li Fuyi always felt that something was wrong.

He secretly instructed the succubus to exaggerate the things Mo Zheng had done, including stealing luck, drawing out Bingche's immortal veins, and killing his elder sister Li Jiner, and spread them everywhere through the mouths of casual cultivators.

After half a year of brewing, the rumors that were initially regarded as nonsense have spread everywhere, become widely circulated, and are everywhere.

However, due to the huge influence of the Zichen Sword Sect and Mo Zheng being the headmaster, these rumors have not been able to cause much waves.

It was not until yesterday at the banquet that the succubus disguised as a Taoist priest brought her former neighbor up the mountain to expose the truth and advise Li Fuyi not to be stubborn.

This was like a heavy hammer, and the news that everyone had regarded as rumors suddenly came to mind.

Only when Mo Zheng and the others returned to the table did the strange and sudden silence appear.

When Li Fuyi learned the truth about "Mo Zheng", the new and old hatreds accompanied by the surging deception made him almost crazy.

After a whole night of rage, he gradually calmed down.

With a glimmer of hope still lingering, he returned to the Purple Star Sword Sect and began cautiously testing the waters...

But Mo Zheng's panic-stricken look really disappointed him, and he could no longer find any excuse to exonerate him.

From that day on, he stopped touching Mo Zheng, felt disgusted with being close to him, and began to plot revenge.

He wanted to take away everything that Mo Zheng cherished - the position of headmaster, the Zichen Sword Sect, fame, cultivation... Not a single one would be left behind!

Of course, this is just the beginning, and there will be more "good things" waiting for Mo Zheng to experience.

He also wants Mo Zheng to experience what it feels like to be abandoned by everyone and to have no response from heaven or earth!

Only in this way could he cleanse the sins committed against him and his family in both lives.

However, just last night, Li Fuyi deliberately recounted in Mo Zheng's ear everything that happened at the banquet in detail, not missing a single detail.

Mo Zheng's reaction was surprisingly calm. He just closed his eyes and raised his head.

It was as if he was waiting for Li Fuyi to end his life, without any intention of resisting.

Now he said he wanted to stay here to protect her. Li Fuyi couldn't help but feel suspicious, "Are you really staying here with me?"

Mo Zheng nodded, looking up at Li Fuyi seriously, "The rings on my feet are still there, so you know even if I go out. You can rest assured."

Li Fu activated the golden ring, and Mo Zheng's right shoulder collapsed, and he staggered for a while before he stabilized himself. He gritted his teeth and silently endured the pain.

As long as Master understands, I will come back as soon as possible. If I don’t see Master when I come out…” The unfinished words were all threats.

Mo Zheng raised the corner of his mouth and continued calmly, "It's up to you."

Having said that, Li Fuyi had no choice but to leave with a wave of his sleeves and a sword.

The swords on the Sword Mountain made a buzzing sound when he passed by, and some even took the initiative to follow him and form a sword curtain to protect him.

"I am indeed the protagonist. Everything I do is so different..." He muttered to himself and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Mo Zheng took out a palm-sized fruit that was golden in color with strange red patterns from the fat koi and began to eat it bite by bite.

He was reluctant to even throw away the core in the middle of the fruit, so he stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it whole, and swallowed it.

I closed my eyes and stayed quiet for a while. I felt a little dizzy and confused, and the pain in my right ankle gradually dulled.

His tightly pursed lips finally relaxed, and he let out a long breath.

(Tongzi, which one is this?)

Tongzi immediately replied: [The third one!]

Then he began to emphasize: [The tasker in that plane instructed that no matter what, you can't take more than five, otherwise your soul will be drunk...]

[…Fanfan? Fanfan? Are you listening to me?]

Mo Zheng listened to Tongzi chattering away endlessly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards. (Tongzi.)

[You heard it, so why didn't you squeak... Ah! Yes, yes, Tongzi is here!] Tongzi thought Mo Zheng was distracted again, but when he was suddenly called, he quickly stopped talking and responded.

(I remember you used to complain that I was a chatterbox. What? Is this problem contagious? Has it been passed on to you now?) Mo Zheng teased Tongzi as he had some leisure time.

Tongzi covered his mouth tightly with both hands, his eyes red. It had been a long time since he had seen Fanfan like this.

But then he felt like he'd been taken advantage of by Mo Zheng's words. [This is called... Tong Xiao Qi Zhu. I'm just like you. We're going to be together forever. You're not allowed to look down on me!]

(Okay~ I will apply for an advanced intelligent companion robot to serve as your body when I get back, and then we can live a good life together.) Mo Zheng thought, after all, he is considered a "special" person, so it won't be a problem to apply for a nursing companion robot.

At worst, I can just go the krypton gold route and buy! Buy, buy, buy!

Since Tongzi has no home to return to, he has to find a place for it to stay, and he has to be willing to spend the money!

[Yes! It's a deal.] Tongzi was almost impatient.