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

There was a hint of heaviness in Hua Jiantang's voice, and his eyes were fixed on Li Fuyi, full of vigilance.

The scene that just happened was still vivid in his mind. At this moment, Li Fuyi made him feel a little strange and dangerous.

He forced himself to appear resolute and strong, "Stop! Senior brother, don't come over here."

Li Fuyi looked at the silver dragon pointing at him, and instantly revealed his unconcealable pain and loss, but he quickly hid it with an expressionless face.

His eyes passed over the tip of the sword and looked at Mo Zheng who was lying on the ground behind Hua Jiantang, and his steps stopped involuntarily.

"I just wanted to go see Master. I just..."

Lin Moran burst into tears. After hearing the conversation between the two, she looked up at Li Fuyi with anger burning in her eyes.

"Li Fuyi, you actually had the guts to lay your hands on our Master!"

"Master heard the news and was worried that you had lost your loved ones suddenly, and that you were too injured to take care of yourself, so he refused to return to the sect for help."

"He tried his best to persuade the uncle and the elders to let him out to find you."

"You are so nice!"

"..." After scolding for a while, she was speechless.

Lin Moran raised her hands covered in blood, tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string. She still dared to believe that Li Fuyi really wanted to kill her master.

"Are you going to kill Master?"

"How has Master wronged you and your brother?!"

"You're going to do this to him!"

Hua Jiantang pursed his lips, his eyes reddened, and he stared closely at Li Fuyi's every move.

Li Fuyi listened to Lin Moran's accusations and looked back at Li Jin'er, who was lying lifeless on the ground in the distance.

There was a flash of pain in his eyes. There was a misunderstanding, but now was not the time to explain.

"I didn't! The most important thing now is to save Master, and we can worry about the rest later."

"Xiaohua, please let me pass! I want to see Master. You can't stop his bleeding, and it will be too late if you wait any longer."

Hua Jiantang looked at the blood-soaked hands of the senior sister, and the small pool of blood that had already formed under Mo Zheng's body and was about to burst...

Finally, his eyes swept across Mo Zheng's tightly closed eyes, and he finally retracted the Silver Dragon Sword.

"Big Sister, let Brother give it a try. He's right."

Hua Jiantang's voice was heavy. He and his senior sister had very shallow attainments in medical skills, which were not enough to deal with the master's current injuries.

On the contrary, Senior Brother Li Fuyi, because he often helped Uncle Nanyu Bai to collect medicinal herbs, often read medical books and prescriptions.

He is extremely proficient in medical skills and healing techniques.

Lin Moran hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, and Hua Jiantang made way.

Saving Master’s life is more important than anything else now!

He almost ran forward, squatted beside Mo Zheng, and put his hand on Mo Zheng's wrist.

He slowly injected his immortal power into Mo Zheng's body, mobilizing the immortal power in his body to stabilize his injuries.

After a moment, he retracted his immortal power and without even raising his head, asked, "Senior Sister, did you bring the small top-grade Da Huan Dan that Master gave you?"

Lin Moran immediately started searching through all the boxes and drawers. In her panic, her hands and feet were a little out of control. It took her some effort to dig it out among the many pills.

"Found it! Feed it to Master?"

Li Fuyi's hands flew, he quickly made hand gestures and nodded slightly.

Lin Moran immediately took out the Dahuan Dan and stuffed it into Mo Zheng's mouth.

But Mo Zheng clenched his teeth tightly, and he had no idea where to start...

As soon as she closed her eyes, snap!

He forcibly dislocated Mo Zheng's jaw, and then successfully put the Dahuan Pill into his mouth.

Then he carefully lifted Mo Zheng's chin up, click!

Reset.

Hua Jiantang was sweating profusely as he watched. Who on earth did the senior sister learn this technique from?

In such a tense situation, she couldn't help but be distracted and observe a three-second silence for the suitors of her senior sister.

Li Fuyi had no time to take care of these details. After confirming that the pill had been fed in, he attached his immortal power to his palm.

It covered the hole in Mo Zheng's abdomen.

……

Almost half of Li Fuyi's immortal power was consumed, and Mo Zheng's bleeding finally stopped gradually and no longer flowed out.

The three of them gathered together and watched as Mo Zheng's own immortal power began to flow through the wound, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

The bleeding has stopped, and the only thing left to do is to wait until the person is brought back before making any plans.

The atmosphere among the three people who had just been working together to save Mo Zheng became awkward again.

Lin Moran hugged Mo Zheng and broke the silence first, "Li Fuyi, don't you have anything to say to us?"

Li Fuyi's hand was still on Mo Zheng's wrist, slowly passing on his magical power to him.

Hearing her ask this, he smiled bitterly and said, "I have never asked anyone to deliver a letter to Master."

"My waist badge has been broken for a long time, how can I use it as a token of trust..."

His words startled Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang. How could a waist badge personally inspected by Master and several uncles be fake?!

But considering that Li Fuyi had spared no effort in treating his master just now, they still wanted to believe him.

"Then why did you attack Master?!"

"We saw this with our own eyes, it can't be fake." When Lin Moran thought of this, the vigilance in her eyes was raised again.

Master’s injuries were real, and that palm strike was genuine.

Li Fuyi's mouth was full of bitterness, and he looked at the unconscious Mo Zheng with mixed feelings.

Looking at Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang again, they were wary and staring at him intently.

Loss, sadness, grief, a sense of being wronged... all mixed together and impacted him.

My heart instantly...felt a little colder.

He opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally lowered his eyes and said silently for a while: "When Master wakes up, I will apologize in person."

"I just..." She struggled to explain that it was the master who wanted to harm her sister and it was he who killed her.

But will they believe it now?

I was in a state of confusion, sneering at myself for taking myself too seriously.

In the end, it all turned into a sigh, "Oh... forget it, let's talk about it later."

He released his fingers from Mo Zheng's wrist, his body swayed slightly, and he staggered back to where Li Jin'er was lying.

He bent down and held her in his arms as if she were a fragile treasure.

He said to Hua Jiantang who was trying to catch up with him on his back:

"There is a formation here. Wait, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he stepped onto the Taiwei Sword and suddenly rushed straight upwards.

He mobilized the remaining immortal power to protect his body and prepared for the collision.

However, this charge was as if it were entering an empty space, and it went out directly...

It circled Jiuhe Mountain and made sure it was safe before flying back to them.

"The formation has been broken. Hurry up and take Master back to find Uncle Yubai."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lin Moran.

In a hurry, she called out her usual name as usual: "Fuyi! Aren't you...going back with us?"

"Jin'er...she's already dead. You don't have to hide anymore."

Li Fuyi paused for a moment. He did not look back, but just stood there quietly with his back to them.

The voice was calm and distant: "I still have things to do, you guys go back first."

"When the matter is over, I will go back and apologize to Master."