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

"Fuyi, when Master woke up, he said that he owed you guys something about your sister."

"So..." Lin Moran endured it for a moment, but still asked, "What exactly happened that day?"

"Why did Master say that?"

"How did Jin'er die? When did she die?"

"What about her?"

Her questions came one after another, becoming more and more urgent.

Li Fuyi looked at Lin Moran who was blocking the door and not letting him in, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He seemed to be able to feel the jealousy that his sister had felt in the past.

The eldest sister is still the same... lively and bright.

Even when she was angry, she was so full of energy, as if nothing in the world could dull her luster.

Just like a little phoenix that protects its own shortcomings.

I just don't know how much of her protection can be shared by herself and how much by my sister...

Li Fuyi shook his head, trying to get rid of these thoughts that popped up in his mind out of nowhere.

Seeing this, Lin Moran softened her tone a little: "Fuyi, I don't want to force you. It's just that we both need to know the truth so that we can find a solution together."

"We, you, Jin'er, Xiaohua and Master, shouldn't we be the closest and most intimate?"

"How did it get to this point..."

Li Fuyi was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "What happened that day was too complicated. Even now, I'm still not sure."

"I won't know the truth until I report to Master."

"But no matter what, if I hit Master, it would still be a crime of disobedience."

"Senior Sister, can you please let me go in and kowtow to Master and apologize?" He lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

Seeing him like this, Lin Moran sighed and made way.

"Master can only wake up for a short while every day, and spends the rest of the time in a coma."

"You go in and take a look." After taking a look at Hua Jiantang who was following closely, she felt relieved and took the medicine bowl to boil the medicine.

……

Mo Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and after a moment of adjustment, he finally saw the familiar ceiling.

But I don’t know how long it has been since I last woke up?

"Cough cough..." A gust of cold wind came in through the slightly open window, irritating his throat and causing an itch.

A figure quickly walked to the window and closed it neatly, blocking out the uninvited coldness.

Then he returned to the table, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him.

Mo Zheng took it and poured it into his mouth without thinking. It felt like a long drought finally ending in rain. His throat was finally no longer dry.

"Xiaohua, your master is a little hungry..."

He tilted his head and found that the person who was helping him sit up had a strange aura!

He rubbed his eyes, squinted and looked at it for a long time, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

My heart skipped a beat, "Ahem... Fuyi, you're back."

Li Fuyi responded lightly, then lit the candle in the room. The warm light gradually dispelled the darkness around her.

Although the sounds of the two people talking and the action of lighting the lamp were particularly clear in the dead of night, Hua Jiantang, who was sleeping beside the table, remained motionless.

An ominous premonition suddenly came to Mo Zheng's heart.

He covered his abdomen, moved a few steps anxiously, and reached out to pinch Hua Jiantang's wrist to feel his pulse.

After a moment, he let out a long breath.

Fortunately, fortunately... I just fell asleep.

He relaxed completely and fell onto the stool next to him.

"Master, are you afraid that I will do something to Xiaohua?" Li Fuyi's voice, full of self-mockery, suddenly sounded in Mo Zheng's ears.

Mo Zheng was so frightened by the sudden sound that his whole body froze, and the wound on his abdomen was also affected.

The pain came like a tide, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

His hands instinctively grabbed something, holding it tightly, as if that would ward off the pain.

I held my breath for a long time before I finally got through the pain.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that his hand was tightly gripping Li Fuyi's arm...

He quickly let go of her hand, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He turned his gaze to the still-drowsy little disciple and spoke, "Master is just...looking at him, don't think too much about it."

"Oh~~" Li Fuyi's "Oh" was so up and down in her tone that Mo Zheng's hair stood on end.

Then, Li Fuyi's voice was heard again, her tone full of temptation: "Master, I seriously injured you with that palm strike, don't you blame me?"

Mo Zheng felt miserable, but he couldn't express his pain.

How dare I blame Li Fuyi? I would have died even faster and more miserably!

Mo Zheng forced himself to appear calm, "Master...I don't blame you. This is not your fault."

"Is your sister buried?"

Then, he added, "Would you like me to help you find a good grave?"

The air seemed to be frozen, and the silence made Mo Zheng feel very nervous, fearing that Li Fuyi would suddenly go crazy.

But Li Fuyi just stared at him quietly, as if trying to find some answer from his face.

Suddenly, he reached into the brocade bag, took out a stack of neat, brand new clothes, and gently placed them on Mo Zheng's knees.

"Master, my elder sister asked me to bring these to you." Li Fuyi's voice was surprisingly calm.

Mo Zheng looked at the folded clothes with rich varieties and fine workmanship, and his heart tightened. He felt that these looked like real funeral clothes.

Although cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he had to accept it and stuffed it into the fat carp's brocade bag at a very fast speed.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, forced a smile, and stuffed the money into the Fat Carp's treasure bag at an extremely fast speed.

"She is thoughtful, and I like it." At the end, I still have to express my gratitude.

Li Fuyi smiled happily, just like when she was on Tianze Peak.

"That's good, she'll be happy."

The next moment, the smile on his face disappeared, leaving only an expressionless face.

"It's just... Master."

Suddenly, the words were cut off as if a hand was strangling Mo Zheng's throat. "She was so good, why did you kill her?"

His voice gradually became low, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Mo Zheng's heart.

His eyes were fixed on Mo Zheng, sharp as a knife, "Master, why did you still want to kill her?"

Gulp, gulp, Mo Zheng listened to the sound of his dry throat swallowing saliva with difficulty.

After a lot of effort, he finally found his voice, "I... as the master... didn't want to kill her. It was an accident, really!"

"Master didn't know she was real, oh no...Master thought she was fake too. That's why I took action." He tried to explain, but was a little confused for a moment.

"In short... Regarding Jin'er's matter, I feel guilty towards her as a teacher."

He reached out and held Li Fuyi, looking at him with sincere eyes.

"Although it's late, if there's anything I can do, please tell me. I'll definitely do my best."

Mo Zheng, who had never explained or begged for mercy in his previous life, didn't dare to hold on this time.

The consequences of killing Li Jin'er in front of Li Fuyi are unimaginably terrible.

Li Fuyi listened to Mo Zheng's words and felt that the warmth of her heart in her chest was fading away.

Master, did he admit it?! He said it himself...

He admitted that he killed Sister...

How to do?

My mind was confused and at a loss, and countless questions popped up in my mind.