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

The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto his body, bringing waves of warmth. Mo Zheng felt as if he was sealed in a soft quilt.

After wandering between half asleep and half awake for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Wow!" I was startled by the face that suddenly appeared in front of me.

Mo Zheng didn't think about anything and rolled to the innermost part of the bed with the quilt.

Then, he realized belatedly that the handsome face so close to him was his little disciple Hua Jiantang.

"Ahem...well..."

I wanted to relieve the embarrassment by coughing, but who would have thought that it would affect my lips and tongue, causing me to whimper in pain.

Hua Jiantang quickly fetched the warmed medicine and handed it to him, "Master, this is the medicine that Uncle Yubai prescribed for you. Drink it."

"Drink this and your tongue will heal quickly. Otherwise, you'll have to suffer for a few days."

Mo Zheng immediately fell silent, stretched out a hand and waved it, subconsciously tilting his head back to push the bitter and bubbling medicine away.

Hua Jiantang was ultimately unable to resist Mo Zheng, who was determined to avoid taking the bitter medicine.

He sighed and turned around to bring in a bowl of rice and meat porridge. "This is the meat porridge that Senior Brother made. Would you like some, Master?"

When he heard that it was Li Fuyi who did it, Mo Zheng's saliva began to flow faster.

My stomach was very considerate and started to growl in response.

Hua Jiantang escaped by fetching water, and Mo Zheng then got out of bed and sat at the table to enjoy the food.

The porridge is cooked very soft and not too hot when eaten.

Eat it in small bites, almost without chewing.

Although it occasionally caused slight discomfort due to the injury, it was completely tolerable.

After a while, the whole bowl of porridge was eaten.

As the warmth of the hot porridge spread to his internal organs, Mo Zheng felt much better.

After washing up, Hua Jiantang brought the bowl of medicine to him again.

This time she didn't say anything, just held it in her hands and looked at him eagerly.

Wherever Mo Zheng hid, he followed him like a little tail.

It was not until Mo Zheng was about to walk towards the courtyard where Li Fuyi was that Hua Jiantang reached out and grabbed him.

"Master, just drink the medicine obediently."

He looked at the sun in the sky, feeling a little helpless for a moment. "According to Master Bai's instructions, it's time to prepare the second dose of medicine. You..."

"If Uncle Yubai and Uncle Xingrou come together later, they will laugh at you again..." Hua Jiantang still has some ways to deal with his master.

Before he could finish his words, Mo Zheng pinched his nose and swallowed the cold medicine whole.

"Hiss...ugh, bitter!" He frowned in pain as he returned the bowl to Hua Jiantang.

It has to be said that the efficacy of Nanyubai is absolutely proportional to the bitterness of the soup.

As soon as I took the medicine, the wounds on my tongue and the inner walls of my mouth felt less painful.

He became much more fluent in speaking and complaining.

Hua Jiantang grinned and laughed secretly. Master was still the same as before, especially when taking medicine, he was like a child.

"Didn't you go on patrol for your senior brother? Why are you back so soon?"

Mo Zheng paused after saying a few words, and his speaking speed was as slow as a turtle.

Hua Jiantang listened to the vague words and guessed, but he finally understood them.

"My senior brother called me back last night. I happened to be on my way home, so I hurried back."

Mo Zheng nodded and mentioned last night, suddenly remembering what happened in the Moon-Watching Pavilion last night.

His eyes involuntarily turned towards the middle of the mountain. He frowned and felt a little worried for a moment.

How come this girl Liu Yaoyao is so... domineering?

She was bold and relaxed, and everything she wanted to say and do came out all at once.

How should he deal with this?

Fortunately, Li Fuyi arrived in time yesterday and pulled him back to the room.

Otherwise, I don’t know how it will end.

"Xiaohua...where's your senior brother?"

It was Li Fuyi who sent him back to his room yesterday, so how come she is nowhere to be seen so early in the morning?

Could it be that the ghost realm is coming again?

Otherwise, if he and Xiaohua hadn't made such a big noise just now, he should have come out to check it out earlier.

"The ghost realm is coming?" He suddenly stood up, and the Xinyan Sword immediately appeared in his hand.

As soon as Hua Jiantang said yes, he would fly to the mountain gate on his sword to help.

Hua Jiantang quickly waved his hands, "No, no, they've been having a debate with Leiyin Tiangong these past few days."

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother...um...has other things to do and is not at Tianze Peak."

Hua Jiantang stammered, turned around and went back to the kitchen with the empty bowl.

Mo Zheng raised him personally, so he didn't know about his little actions.

This unconscious avoidance of eye contact is tantamount to lying.

He grabbed Hua Jiantang and asked again calmly:

"Tell me, where did your brother go? Why do you have to hide it from me like this?"

Hua Jiantang looked at Mo Zheng's eyes that were staring into his without blinking, and finally he was defeated.

He said quickly and quietly, "Senior Brother... is being punished in the Xing Hall.

When Mo Zheng heard the word Xing Tang, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Although the Zichen Sword Sect has strict rules, its management of its disciples and members has always been flexible.

On weekdays, those minor mistakes and offenses are handled confidently by their respective teachers, chief clerks, and peak masters, and never reach the Xing Hall.

What's more, in order to maintain strictness and fairness, Xingtang is managed by three elders and will not be used easily.

To prevent the current sect leaders and peak masters from being biased due to personal feelings and to ensure the strictness and fairness of the sect's discipline.

Xing Tang was determined to punish him, and even Mo Zheng couldn't stop him easily.

Otherwise, he, as the headmaster, would also be scolded.

Once Li Fuyi was really taken there, it would mean that the mistake he made was definitely not a trivial matter.

Mo Zheng endured the pain and asked hurriedly, "Do you know why he was punished?"

Hua Jiantang frowned. He naturally knew what was going on. "Senior Brother asked me to stop you from going. This is something that can only be handled if you, Master, don't show up."

"What's going on! Tell me! Um..." As he got anxious, the bloody smell from the wound came out again.

Hua Jiantang knew he couldn't hide it any longer. "My senior brother got into a fight with the Fox Demon Saint, and beat two of her attendants until they vomited blood and passed out... They were taken away by my two senior uncles personally..."

Mo Zheng was so angry that he was breathing heavily, his voice trembling: "You! You just let him do what he wants?"

The smell of rust became stronger in the saliva I swallowed.

Hua Jiantang's mouth twitched at the question, "As soon as I came back, my senior brother sealed my acupuncture points and told me to take care of Master."

"When I rushed over, I only had time to see him being taken away by Master Jinshu and Master Daxi."

"Then Uncle Yubai came to Tianze Peak to treat Master, and he also asked me to take good care of you and not let you go to the torture hall."

There was nothing Mo Zheng didn't understand. He threw Xinyan into the air, kicked off on the spot and jumped up.

He flew straight to the main peak on his sword, he had to rescue the person.