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

The flying boat, which was moving smoothly, suddenly shuddered and then stopped. Immediately, a disciple came to report from outside: "Peak Master, the Hunyuan City defenders want to board the boat for inspection. There's already a commotion ahead."

Guan Huagui exchanged glances with Mo Zheng, quickly opened the hatch, led everyone out, and looked at the situation ahead.

The Ghost Alliance fleet that had been parading through the city had disappeared.

The garrison guarding the city gate stopped the boats of the forces invited to attend the birthday banquet outside the city gate.

There were several guards beside each flying boat, ready to board and inspect it, but the focus of the dispute was on the first few flying boats.

A man who looked like a small leader was arrogantly negotiating with the people on the flying boat in front. The two sides were arguing back and forth, neither giving in, and even began to read out the city rules of Hunyuan City.

"...You are all heroes of your own region, and you should respect yourselves. Every place has its own rules, and our Hunyuan City's rules for entering the city are as follows... When you enter our alliance's territory, you must coil like a dragon and lie down like a tiger!"

The man seemed to be deliberately trying to provoke others. He spoke very rudely and in an aggressive tone, which made everyone in the Zichen Sword Sect frown.

However, the few Hunyuan City defenders who were waiting beside their flying boat did not say a word and were not in a hurry. They just watched the development of the dispute in front of them quietly.

Hua Jiantang narrowed his eyes and observed for a while, then whispered to Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi behind him:

"What bad luck! The man whose dog was barking in front of us turned out to be the most favored disciple of Taoist Hanshan."

"Nine years ago, after being defeated in the arena, he spinelessly defected to the Ghost Realm Alliance and became their lackey."

"Now that he has met his former teacher, it would be fine if he wasn't ashamed, but he is so arrogant!"

Mo Zheng, who was wearing the clothes of an ordinary inner sect disciple, nodded as he listened, and did not forget to tease his young disciple, "Senior Brother Hua is really knowledgeable. I have learned a lot from him."

Hua Jiantang blushed, and because of the presence of outsiders, he huffed and puffed, "You keep teasing me. I don't even know who I'm talking to."

Seeing this, Mo Zheng quickly took out the oil-paper bag from his brocade bag, carefully picked out the smallest piece of cake, and stuffed it into Hua Jiantang's hand first:

"Brother Hua, please accept this. Don't bother with a country bumpkin like me."

"I just came out of the mountains and don't know anything. I rely entirely on my senior brother for guidance."

As he spoke, he did not forget to distribute cakes to the disciples around him, and even Guan Ligui's hand behind his back was stuffed with a piece.

The defenders of Hunyuan City cast a few glances at Mo Zheng and looked at him.

She looks really ordinary, except that she has a cute smile.

This untimely way of making pastries can only be done by a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

Fortunately, the people of Zichen Sword Sect did not despise or scold him, but were friendly to each other.

Even the leading peak master just glared at him and gave him a warning.

I couldn't help but recall the former glory of the Zichen Sword Sect. At that time, the sect was famous, the disciples lived in harmony, and the teachers were kind and caring.

It is the top sect that everyone in the Piaomiao Realm flocks to.

However, the current situation is pressing, and the Zichen Sword Sect may not have an easy time.

The defenders thought to themselves that it was shameful that the sect would even bring out such an ignorant disciple.

He couldn't help but reveal a hint of contempt, but at the same time there was also a bit of sympathy in his expression, which made Guan Ligui just want to laugh.

Mo Zheng distributed the entire package of cakes like a boy giving away money. When it was his and Li Fuyi's turn, only a single piece was left in the oil-paper package.

He picked up the last piece of cake nonchalantly, broke it in half skillfully, stuffed one half into his mouth, and brought the other half to Li Fuyi's mouth, "Brother, ah~"

Li Fuyi trembled all over when his master suddenly called him "Senior Brother", and an indescribable tingling sensation surged in his heart.

His brain hadn't fully reacted yet, but his body had already obeyed instinctively. He opened his lips slightly and took the half piece of cake.

When you take a bite of the pastry, the sweet taste spreads on your tongue, comparable to nectar.

Hua Jiantang was originally a little angry. His master was teasing him and deliberately picked out a broken and chipped piece for him. He would not give up until he got another piece.

As a result, the eldest brother only got half a piece, so he gave up and decided not to get angry anymore.

Lin Moran couldn't help but smile as she watched from the side, savoring the pastries she hadn't tasted for a long time.

This taste... After fifteen years, Junior Brother Fuyi's cooking skills seem to have improved even more. It's so delicious.

Also, Master still likes to tease Junior Brother Xiaohua as always.

It was obvious that when they were not back, Junior Brother Xiaohua had already become the leader among his fellow disciples. Although he still had the temperament of a teenager, he had become quite stable.

As a result, Junior Brother Xiaohua was immediately fooled by the Master's casual prank. It was really interesting.

It also made her feel in an instant: Junior Brother Xiaohua is still the same Junior Brother Xiaohua, it's just that the master and his most respected Junior Brother Fuyi are not here, so he has hidden a part of himself and wants to support Tianze Peak with her.

Thinking of this, Lin Moran's eyes became a little moist, and she hurriedly blinked to cover it up.

I didn't know when my master had quietly stuffed a whole bag of cakes into my hand, and then I heard a voice transmission, "Hide it and eat it slowly. If it's not enough, I have more."

"It's not enough. I'll ask your junior brother to do it again."

"Well~ Thank you, Master." Lin Moran happily put the snacks into the brocade bag despite Hua Jiantang's envious gaze.

My heart feels even sweeter.

When they were young, the master always told them that having the master as their child was a treasure. Thinking about it now, it was absolutely true.

After their small-scale laughter ended, Taoist Long Xing finally appeared on the top of the city wall.

"It is an honor for our alliance to have you all visit our Hunyuan City." The tone sounded extremely kind, but it could not hide the hypocrisy in it.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned and looked at the small leader of the garrison with a very vicious look, "You are such a coward! You are so bold! Who told you to stop the distinguished guest invited by our ancestor?"

Before he could finish his words, he waved his hand and the man was pierced by the magic sword and nailed to the city wall.

His expression changed immediately, and when he faced the crowd, he smiled broadly and bowed, "You all have come from far away to celebrate the birthday of our ancestor. The people below are ignorant of the general situation. It is my fault for not disciplining them properly."

"I hope you can forgive me this time for the sake of our ancestors."

The words were polite, but they were full of showmanship. Without waiting for others to respond, he shouted loudly to open the city gate:

"Hehe~ It's inconvenient to travel in Hunyuan City by flying boat. I'm sorry to bother you all getting off the boat..."

As soon as the city gate opened, rows of carriages driven by beautiful women came out of the city and waited in an orderly manner below.

"The ancestor has ordered me to prepare the finest guest rooms, fine wine and delicious food for you all...Please come in."