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

Chapter 289: One Kind of Lovesickness, Two Kinds of Sadness

But the succubus had been through countless battles with Li Fuyi, so she quickly adjusted her tone and said respectfully, "May I ask what you need from me, Master? I may be of assistance."

Li Fuyi looked up at him and said, "I have accepted a disciple. He is very weak and needs some nourishment."

The succubus understood, but in this world... there might really be nothing applicable.

"In that case... I can just take the spirit stones and go outside to exchange for some."

"I heard from that Qiao man..." He hadn't even finished the word "mother" when he changed his words. "He said that this area is a treasure trove for medicinal and spiritual herbs. Young spiritual ginseng just burrows underground and grows silently, without even growing branches or leaves."

"Even if we manage to dig up a few roots, I'm afraid they will be too potent. For someone without any foundation, it might be too much and the body won't benefit from it."

Li Fuyi stopped talking after hearing him mention Qiao Qianan. His medical skills were inferior to those of Qiao and Nan, and he was not an expert in either. There were indeed many things he did not understand as well as they did.

Just write down a list of herbs and let the succubus buy them.

On the first day of entering Jiuhua, he had already noticed that there was something wrong with his bones, and he had thought about looking for Nan Yubai and Qiao Qianan to ask them to help him adjust.

But one of them is Mo Zheng's direct junior fellow apprentice, and the other is Lin Moran's husband.

He was always around Mo Zheng all day, trying to find ways to replenish his immortal body.

Who would have the time to deal with this unpopular new disciple of his?

Although Li Fuyi remained silent, he had some idea of how much gossip was hidden beneath the surface in the Zichen Sword Sect regarding his disciple with mixed five spiritual roots.

Wasn't it the same for me and my elder sister back then?

But doesn’t Jiuhua still have his master?

He pondered over it for these days, and accidentally let a trace of chaotic power touch Jiuhua, and discovered that his five spiritual roots were all fake!

Among them, the extremely weak wood, water, fire and earth spiritual roots are all superficial manifestations caused by the problem with his immortal bone. Only the gold spiritual root is the real innate spiritual root.

But his immortal bones are now immature, so it is difficult to start. He can only use spiritual medicine to nourish it step by step.

Once Jiuhua successfully passes the foundation-building stage and the strength of his immortal bones is sufficient to support him, it will be a good time to start thinking of a solution.

After explaining all this, Li Fuyi was about to leave.

The succubus suddenly thought of something and called out to him, "Master, I have found the object you asked me to search for."

Li Fuyi paused, "Oh?"

The succubus immediately handed him two bracelet-like rings, one gold and one silver. After thinking for a moment, she took out a booklet and covered them with it.

"What is this?" Li Fuyi weighed the two rings. They were not very heavy. She doubted whether they could control Mo Zheng?

The succubus smiled obscurely, "Master, you only need to flip through this booklet to understand. These are the brothel's secret tricks. They may seem insignificant at first..."

"...Master, your cultivation is far superior to that person's. Why should you worry about not being able to control the situation?"

Li Fuyi's nose caught a few wisps of overly sweet fragrance, and she couldn't help but frown slightly. She casually threw the gold and silver rings into the brocade bag, "Got it."

Holding the booklet, he walked into the former bedroom cave...

What he didn't know was that the incense from the brothel was extremely penetrating, and once it touched his clothes, it would stay on them for a long time.

When night fell, Li Fuyi returned to her room.

As soon as she walked past Mo Zheng, the sweet fragrance immediately caught his attention, making him look up in surprise.

His eyes fell on Li Fuyi, watching him change his clothes as if no one was around, and he was stunned for a moment.

This fragrance is so sweet, it is clearly loved by those charming women...

Even when the female disciples of the Zichen Sword Sect burned incense, most of them used refreshing and elegant incense.

What's more, unless you are in close contact with someone for a long time, the fragrance will never be able to stick to the clothes for such a long time.

I was so upset that I closed the dried invitations one by one, but I no longer had the energy to write the rest.

He sat there with a pen in hand, until the oil lamp suddenly burst into a spark, making a slight sound, which woke him up from his trance.

Looking at Li Fuyi, who was lying on the bed with her back to him, already asleep and ignoring him.

Mo Zheng felt that the saliva he swallowed was bitter. He no longer had the heart to stay in the house. He flew out without touching the ground and disappeared into the night.

The night sky is dotted with stars and the moonlight shines on the quiet mountains and forests, but it cannot dispel the haze in Mo Zheng's heart.

He found a place to sit on the roof of Tangquan Pavilion, opened his mouth and breathed deeply, trying to calm himself.

However, the sweet fragrance always lingers at the tip of my nose and cannot be shaken off.

I kept thinking about that. If... Li Fuyi was so intimate with another woman, then keeping him by my side was probably just for revenge...

Mo Zheng knew that he had no right to question Li Fuyi, and even asking would lead to unforeseen deterioration of the situation.

There were more and more things, people and objects between them, and he could not and dared not easily break that layer of window paper.

I can only bury this bitterness deep in my heart and bear it alone.

The night wind blew, bringing a slight chill. Mo Zheng tightened his clothes, but the irritability in his heart did not decrease in the slightest.

Time passed quietly in silence until the sky in the east was about to turn pale. In a short while, Jiuhua would have to go down the mountain for morning class, and it would be bad for him to see it.

Mo Zheng slowly stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and staggered back to the couch with his cold and numb body, pretending to sleep.

Li Fuyi, who was completely unaware that he was sleeping peacefully with his back to him and breathing deeply, had just closed her eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright and the sky was clear.

I hurriedly sent out the remaining invitations to Guanhua Gui, but was then bogged down by a series of trivial matters.

When he finally returned to Tianze Peak, the sky was already filled with sunset clouds.

He was greeted by the warm orange light in the small dining room and a sumptuous reunion dinner.

Everyone asked him to sit next to Li Fuyi, but throughout the meal, he almost couldn't taste the food. He could always feel the lingering sweet aroma lingering around his nose.

However, such harmonious days seemed to be getting fewer and fewer. Mo Zheng was reluctant to leave, but he could only force a smile and chat with everyone as usual.

He ate the food Li Fuyi put in his bowl and drank the soup Li Fuyi "specially" cooked for him...

When they were in the snow, Mingming had already discovered that he would feel indigestion and discomfort after eating peanuts.

But the stewed soft and glutinous soybean ribs filled half a bowl.