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

Li Fuyi quickly looked at Mo Zheng, only to see that he looked nervous, his lips pursed and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the tall figure that suddenly appeared in the water mirror.

The man was tall and straight, with long hair fluttering in the wind. He stood with a sword in his hand, and nine layers of sword energy surrounded him.

Everyone present was shocked, Jiuchong!!

It exuded a cold light that made people dare not look directly at it. Even if they just looked at its back through the water mirror, it made everyone present feel uneasy.

The Nine-fold Sword Qi has only been recorded in ancient books!

Surprisingly, he suddenly appeared in the illusion of Huajian Hall.

Li Fuyi couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes fixed on the sword master.

He could feel the invisible pressure emanating from the other party, that was absolute strength!

Xiaohua is indeed a newborn calf, tightly gripping the small wooden sword in her hand and gritting her teeth.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, he refused to yield and stared at the Supreme with a tense face.

The water mirror could not transmit the sound inside, but they all saw Xiaohua opening and closing her mouth as if she was saying something.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the Supreme's sword gently touched the ground, and the immortal sword silently penetrated the ground. His long hair swayed slightly with his head, as if sighing silently.

Xiaohua took the lead in attacking, using all the moves she could use, each one the result of years of practice.

However, in front of the Supreme, these are like insignificant child's play.

The Supreme didn't even pull out the sword stuck in the ground, but just waved his sleeves casually.

Xiaohua was like a kite with a broken string. He was blown far away and fell heavily to the ground. His butt was injured again, and he grimaced in pain.

But then, Xiaohua's eyes became more determined.

He slapped the ground with his backhand, used the force to jump up, and then pushed hard with his back foot, and the small wooden sword pointed at the Supreme again.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, he rushed forward.

The result this time was even more tragic than the last time. Xiaohua was blown away by the Supreme's sleeve before she even got close.

He even tumbled several times on the ground before he finally stopped.

Next, the scene in the water mirror seemed to become a loop.

Xiaohua got up again and again and rushed towards the Supreme.

The Supreme waved his sleeves again and again, easily repelling him.

Everyone outside the tower was sweating for Xiaohua Jiantang.

At this time, Mo Zheng gradually relaxed.

I looked at this familiar figure with full of nostalgia, thinking about something.

That was Xiaohua, his little disciple who practiced the Wuqing Dao, Hua Jiantang.

The little flower who collected his body and arranged his funeral, although it was heartless, still shed tears like a man.

Since it's Xiaohua, there won't be any danger.

He knew his apprentice, and he was the most sensible person.

Sure enough, when the young Hua Jiantang was covered in wounds and just struggled to get up, but fell heavily back to the ground, the Supreme's back gradually faded away, like the mist in the illusion being blown away by the wind.

Xiaohua Jiantang was also sent out by the Tower Spirit and passed the third level trial.

Mo Zheng looked at the battle-damaged Xiao Huahua leaning on his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Master Brother, it's just a minor injury."

"Junior Brother Hua is asleep now. He will wake up naturally when he has slept enough." Nan Yubai was not even prepared to cast a healing spell.

The injuries on Xiaohua Jiantang's body were merely superficial wounds, and everyone could see how he got injured.

Mo Zheng smiled unkindly, "In that case, please trouble Senior Brother Changxun to invite Master Yuanchan to stay for one more day."

"Please ask Jianhe to become your disciple. We will make arrangements after he wakes up tomorrow." He just fell asleep, so let him sleep.

As a child who is always thinking about growing taller, it doesn’t matter if he sleeps a little.

Looking ahead, Li Fuyi was carrying the disciples, while Lin Moran and Li Jiner were guarding them on the left and right as they flew back.

Mo Zheng leisurely took the rearguard position. (Tongzi, is there any progress on the mission?)

Shamefully, he replied, "No."

Looking at the taskbar that hadn't changed at all, Tongzi felt helpless.

[The most recent mission was Li Jiner's.]

This is not a task issued temporarily according to the situation, but a regular task issued by the system.

(Oh...) When it comes to this, Mo Zheng's mood becomes a little depressed.

To be honest, life is pretty good right now, even though I knew this would happen sooner or later.

But knowing is one thing, and actually facing it is another.

"Big chicken leg! Ah!" Xiaohua, who was lying on Li Fuyi's back, suddenly closed her eyes, opened her mouth and bit his back.

The sudden movement startled the three people flying in the air, but fortunately they managed to stabilize their swords in the next moment.

Fortunately, the little flower god came to the mouth quickly and left quickly.

This prevented a mass sword-falling accident.

In order to accept this last disciple for him, there are many visitors who have arrived in the sect earlier.

Because of Xiaohua's bite, the disciples of Tianze Peak suffered a collective sword-dropping accident, which really became a big joke within the sect.

(Well, let's take it one step at a time.)

(The plot has been changed beyond recognition, so let's just wait and see.)

After saying that, he flew after her on his sword and stopped in front of Li Fuyi.

"Let me support him," Mo Zheng stretched out his hand, ready to take Xiaohua in case he encountered any accidents again.

"So that I don't treat you like a chicken drumstick later."

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyi gently shook the small flower sword hall on his back.

As a result, he continued to snore without stopping, and I couldn't help but smile: "Nothing, I was not prepared just now and got confused."

"Now, it's okay for him to take a few more bites."

"But in order to keep my junior apprentice brother from craving meat, I have to make him a few more braised chicken legs when I get back."

"I think about this even in my dreams. I don't know how long I've been thinking about it."

Don't say that Xiaohua is very considerate. She didn't forget to reply even when she fell asleep, "...meat, so good..."

Of course, the people involved in this episode will not know about it.

When a pot full of braised chicken legs was filled with the aroma of meat, he finally woke up from his sleep and came to the kitchen following the smell.

He was lying there drooling, "Brother, there are so many chicken legs, they smell so good!"

"Yeah, if the chicken legs aren't fragrant, what else can be fragrant?" Li Fuyi rubbed the top of his head with her empty hands.

At the same time, he quietly performed the rejuvenation technique to quietly remove the bruises on Xiaohua's face.

"Go get the plate, it's out of the pot."

Xiaohua happily brought a stack of plates from the cabinet next to her, and watched eagerly as plates of tempting chicken legs came out of the pot.

Seeing Xiaohua's impatient look, Li Fuyi smiled and picked up two plates of chicken legs and walked out. "Put away the rest and eat them slowly. Tell Brother after you're done."

"Wow~ Thank you, brother!"

Xiaohua's eyes lit up. His senior brother must be the best senior brother in the world.

I couldn't wait to grab one and stuff it into my mouth, to satisfy the gluttons in my stomach, I couldn't wait to eat~

Senior brother is so kind, I wonder which female cultivator will get the favor in the future?

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Xiaohua's mind——

hiss……!

It's over! How could I forget about this?

The people from Lingshui Sect will definitely come to his apprenticeship ceremony. What if they also have their eyes on Senior Brother?!

So annoying!

He doesn't want them to be his master's wife and his sister-in-law...