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

As time passed, the red light of the sunset shone through the window paper, coating Li Fuyi's profile with a warm orange-red color.

But this warmth was fleeting, and dusk followed the sunset to occupy the sky, and the light in the room gradually became dim.

Perhaps the disappearance of the light seemed to have taken away Li Fuyi's last bit of strength, and he began to utter intermittent mumblings.

"Sister...don't...don't go, Fuyi...be obedient..." A few unclear and intermittent words came out of her mouth.

"Sister... Woo..." Sobs escaped from the depths of his throat, full of helplessness.

He felt the same way when facing the fragile and helpless Li Fuyi.

The pain of losing a loved one cannot be soothed by comfort.

Mo Zheng sighed and stuffed his flapping hands back into the thin quilt.

Li Fuyi, who had just been unconscious, suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly with such force that Mo Zheng was startled.

I quickly looked up at his face, only to see confusion in his open eyes.

"Awake? Are you feeling unwell?" He twisted his arm slightly, and his wrist was loosened, leaving a faint red mark.

Li Fuyi sat up silently and leaned against the headboard, without saying a word or showing any expression.

His eyes were empty and he looked dazed, as if he was lost in deep thought or sleepwalking.

Mo Zheng didn't disturb him, but just stayed with him quietly.

He stayed in silence for quite a while, and still showed no signs of recovery.

Mo Zheng, who was also about to cry but had no tears, looked at his dry and flaky lips, stood up and wanted to go to the table to pour a glass of water to moisten his throat.

However, just as his butt was about to leave the stool, he felt his sleeves sink, as if being pressed down by something heavy.

Mo Zheng pulled his sleeve and looked down, but saw Li Fuyi's slender fingers tightly grasping his sleeve.

Mo Zheng called softly, "Fu Yi?"

Li Fuyi's voice was hoarse, "Master...is there any news about my elder sister?"

There is news, but...

Seeing Mo Zheng's evasive gaze, he clenched his hands around his sleeves even tighter.

He stared at Mo Zheng without blinking, as if trying to find the answer in Mo Zheng's eyes.

He half-knelt on the bed, leaned forward, and asked hurriedly: "Master! What happened to my sister?!"

Mo Zheng was silent for a moment, and finally took out a gold-painted jade plate from his sleeve and silently handed it to him.

Li Fuyi's eyes fell on the jade token, and her heart beat faster, with an ominous premonition looming in her heart.

He stretched out his trembling hands and took it over.

Written on the originally intact black jade plaque was Li Jiner's name. A tiny crack ran diagonally from the upper left side through the gold-painted characters.

Li Fuyi's breathing trembled, and her eyes instantly turned red, "Master! Is my sister..."

His voice was trembling with desperation and panic.

Seeing this, Mo Zheng quickly interrupted him, "Stop! It's just a small crack. It should be just an injury. Your life is safe."

"Look more closely! The crack is so tiny you can't even feel it with your hands."

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyi quickly rubbed the crack back and forth with her fingertips several times.

It's as if I can feel my sister's breath this way.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then prepared to get out of bed. His voice was much calmer: "Master, I want to look for it again."

Mo Zheng knew that he couldn't stop him, so he stopped him and asked him to wait.

He concentrated his immortal energy in his throat and shouted loudly toward the door, "Xiaohua! Come in."

After a while, Hua Jiantang came trotting in with a bowl of steaming porridge.

"Brother, you're awake! This is what Senior Sister and I made for you."

She was very considerate and brought the porridge to Li Fuyi, and thoughtfully put the chopsticks into his hand.

Finally, the plate of scrambled eggs as a side dish was brought out.

Li Fuyi looked at him, then at Mo Zheng, then at the porridge, and finally put down her chopsticks.

"Master, Junior Brother, I really...can't eat anymore."

Mo Zheng lowered the hand that was pressing on his shoulder and put the chopsticks back into Li Fuyi's hand.

"I won't stop you. Eat this porridge."

"I'll bring Xiaohua and Xiaoran with me to go look for it later."

"The chief clerk is guarding there with his men. They need assistance. You can talk to him."

Then, Mo Zheng opened his hands to Li Fuyi and said, "Give me your sister's life token. I have to take it with me to the Immortal Alliance later."

Li Fuyi lowered her head and brushed her fingers over the three words "Li Jin'er". In the end, she returned the life plate to Mo Zheng.

"Eat, you can't fall down if you want to find your sister."

"Don't waste your spiritual energy recklessly like you did a few days ago. If something goes wrong and your spiritual energy runs out, wouldn't that be a bad thing?" There was no trace of blame in his tone, only concern and worry.

Li Fuyi listened to her master's cautious advice, and finally picked up the porridge and put it into her mouth with chopsticks.

He ate very quickly, as if he was drinking water, without even chewing, and just swallowed it all in one gulp.

After finishing his meal, he gently placed the bowl back on the table, stood up and said goodbye to Mo Zheng, "Disciple will leave now."

Mo Zheng nodded, "Go ahead, Xiao Ran is waiting to meet you up in front."

He whispered to Hua Jiantang who followed him out, "If your senior brother does anything reckless, you can inform me through voice transmission."

Xiaohua pursed her lips, nodded to her serious-looking master, and then flew out on her sword after Li Fuyi.

Mo Zheng, who was left alone, cleaned up the dishes, carried the tray, and walked towards the kitchen with a melancholy look.

(Tongzi, why do I feel like I will be even more miserable than in my previous life?)

The last time, Li Fuyi only knew that he gave Li Jin'er away, and then she disappeared.

He was tortured like that.

This time, the mission required him to kill Li Jin'er right in front of Li Fuyi!

He felt he was not going to get better...

The sows are in the sky, the sun rises from the west, and the Yellow River flows backwards, but he can't get better.

It didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, but Li Fuyi's memory had not yet awakened, so it was helpless.

[Xiao Fanfan, how about I make you something delicious? ]

[Steak? Pizza? Salmon sashimi?]

Mo Zheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

After listening to what Tongzi reported, I lost my appetite and couldn't muster up any interest at all.

(Not hungry... nor greedy...)

Dragging my exhausted body, I jumped into my car and went out to attend the meeting that was destined to be hopeless.

Things turned out just as he had guessed. The Immortal Alliance sent people to search several times and issued a missing person notice.

As long as you provide accurate information, you will receive a top-grade spirit bead provided by the Immortal Alliance.

All of a sudden, many people were mobilized and people were looking for people everywhere.

But after more than a month of trying, there was still no news at all.

The life plates of the two missing disciples of the Zichen Sword Sect now had several tiny cracks on them.

But fortunately, it did not collapse or break, which at least means that the person is still alive.

But it seemed as if it had evaporated into thin air, and no matter what methods everyone used to search for it, it was of no avail.