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

Late at night, the silence was broken by a faint rustling sound.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zheng heard the sound of clothes rustling around him, so he opened his eyes to check.

Just then, he met Nanyu, who hurriedly turned back and threw five spirit stones into the furnace in a row, filling the small furnace.

Mo Zheng was startled and immediately followed Nan Yubai and walked quietly to the window.

Seeing this, Mu Jinshu tacitly moved aside to make room for Mo Zheng to take a look.

The three brothers looked out the window together, their eyes fixed on the protective magic circle outside that was running at an extremely high speed, and looked at the place hidden in the darkness outside.

After two cups of tea, apart from the slight sound of falling snow outside, there were no other unusual sounds.

Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking it was just a false alarm, and was about to turn around and go back to rest.

Coming from the mountainside on the other side of the cedar forest, it was the unique sound of floating snow being disturbed by being stepped on.

Mo Zheng's nerves tensed up instantly, and the three of them all looked in the direction where the sound came from, trying to penetrate the thick darkness.

They held their breath and stared at the direction where the footsteps in the snow were getting closer and closer, not daring to slack off for a moment.

It was as if something was approaching their hut at an alarming speed. The noises were growing louder and louder, chaotic and complex, even accompanied by roars and howls...

All the disciples in the room woke up, but no one made a sound. They stayed where they were and restrained their breathing.

"Ghost Realm Puppet!" Mu Jinshu's low voice reached everyone's ears, "Extinguish the candles and hide your aura!"

The disciples near the candlelight immediately extinguished all the lights and entered a hibernation state one after another. Suddenly, even the sound of breathing disappeared in the room.

The puppets in the ghost realm are quite weird. Although they will be injured and bleed, they are not afraid of swords and do not care about life or death.

As long as the controller gives the order, even if half of the body can still crawl, it will continue to fight.

Not to mention that they are often extremely sensitive to fire, human breathing, and heartbeats. Even if you are hiding in a magic circle, they will be able to sense it if you are not careful.

Therefore, even if the spiritual palace's formation has been fully deployed, everyone in the room still needs to be cautious.

The puppet army is finally here!

Mo Zheng saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and stopped ten meters away from the spiritual palace, and then revealed a dull and ferocious face.

Following closely behind were more puppets, dragging their battered bodies and suddenly rushing up to cover the top.

Perhaps the coldness of the snowy river froze their bodies, and they strangely maintained the posture of climbing the mountain, and continued to move forward after passing the peak.

Until they all disappeared on the other side of the mountain, leaving only chaotic traces and a messy mess on the snow.

But when the wind blows and the snow falls, everything will be quietly covered up, just like when he came.

Fortunately, the spiritual palace where they were was extremely well hidden, and from the outside it looked like a large rock covered in snow.

Occasionally, a few puppets would panic and crawl over their heads. Fortunately, although they were extremely agile, their heads were as stiff as stones and they didn't suspect anything at all.

In the end, it was a close call and no one was exposed.

Mo Zheng and the other two were still standing motionless in front of the bed when suddenly they heard voices from afar.

"Grandfather, please go slowly so as not to dirty your robes."

The person who was speaking seemed to be an elderly lackey, and the words that came over the wind smelled of flattery.

But... this voice sounds familiar!

Li Fuyi narrowed his eyes. Someone had already chosen a candidate. Wasn't it that damn Taoist Long Xing?

The only person who could make him bow and scrape like that and fawn on him was that person.

He quietly came to Mo Zheng and looked out through the gap. He wanted to see with his own eyes what the person behind the Ghost Domain Alliance looked like.

Long Xing Laodao's climb seemed extremely difficult, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the heavy panting sound was getting closer and closer.

When he finally reached the top, his strength seemed to be running out.

He staggered and almost lost his balance, and the rattan chair he was carrying also tilted.

He saw that the rattan chair was becoming more and more crooked and might slip off his back at any time.

At the moment, Yun Ji and Yao Ji raised the two handles of the rattan chair on the left and right, holding it firmly.

On the contrary, Taoist Long Xing, who was restrained by the straps, was suddenly lifted up. His feet were suspended in the air for a moment, and his body flapped involuntarily in the air a few times, which looked particularly funny.

"Tired?" The man sitting on the rattan chair had a hint of teasing in his voice, as if he was enjoying the hard work of the old Taoist Long Xing.

Taoist Long Xing lowered his head quickly, a hint of pleading in his voice: "Grandmaster, please forgive me. I have never been to such a cold place, and my legs and feet are not working well..."

Seeing that the old ancestor did not make trouble, he quickly assured: "Don't worry, old ancestor, I will take every step steadily from now on. I promise not to make the same mistake again!"

"Well... let's go." The man called Old Ancestor responded casually and urged him to go faster.

Yun Ji and Yao Ji lagged behind. Yao Ji looked at the back of Taoist Long Xing and was very dissatisfied. "Sister, why did the ancestor bring this burden here?"

"As a mount, it can even throw the ancestor down."

Yun Ji pulled Yao Ji and chased after him for a few steps. "The ancestor has his own intentions. Have you been too smooth lately? Have you been whipped less?"

"Go, go, go, hurry up. If you miss something important, we sisters can't escape." Although the ancestor was on their side, he never showed any mercy when punishing them.

Yao Ji immediately started to trot obediently...

Seeing the figure gradually going away, Li Fuyi felt an impulse in his heart. He reached out and opened the door, ready to chase after him.

But Mo Zheng grabbed her wrist tightly and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Master, I'll sneak over and follow them. They must have some hidden secrets in coming here."

He even wanted to brush Mo Zheng's hand away, "Master, don't worry. I am sure I will never act rashly and alert the enemy."

It is no exaggeration to say that his cultivation level is now unrivaled in the Misty Realm, and this statement is well-founded.

But to others, it sounded like the person was blinded by hatred and acted impulsively.

Everyone saw that the situation on the way into the snowy area was so special.

Even though Li Fuyi is a leader among the younger generation and his cultivation is close to the Xuanxian realm, it does not mean that he can escape unscathed from here.

The younger generation in this group is the best among all the direct disciples. Seeing that all the masters are cautious, how come only Li Fuyi is capable?

If Li Fuyi didn't have an excellent reputation among the disciples, they would have wondered if he was too eager to make a contribution and not too obsessed with hatred.

They gathered around and tried to persuade Li Fuyi not to be impulsive, reminding him that the decision needed to be made by the teacher and that he should not act rashly.

Li Fuyi looked out the dark window. The world outside was silent and the human voices had disappeared without a trace.

He stopped talking and lowered his head silently. He tried to call back the succubus several times in his heart, but all his attempts fell on deaf ears and there was no response.

In the end, he could only be pulled back to his original seat by Hua Jiantang with reluctance.

Suddenly, he felt a chestnut knock on his forehead. He looked up and met Mo Zheng's serious face: "Want to go?"

Li Fuyi nodded obediently, his eyes full of determination.

"Okay, I'll accompany you, but you have to be back before dawn." Mo Zheng touched the top of his head, "Also, you can only follow from a distance and not act rashly. We can make a long-term plan after we find the medicine."

"Yes! I will listen to Master." When Li Fuyi heard that Master was willing to go with him, the depression in his heart disappeared.

Mo Zheng snorted and nodded to Nan Yubai and Mu Shenxin.

Then he opened the door and led Li Fuyi into the darkness.

The two figures quickly disappeared from everyone's sight...