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

Mo Zheng sat upright and waited until Li Fuyi finished her greetings before speaking, "You've come so late, it must be something important. Tell me."

Lin Moran wanted to interrupt, but couldn't find the opportunity, so she could only use her eyes to encourage Li Fuyi.

She also deliberately glanced in the direction of her master's thigh, reminding him that if he really couldn't do it, don't forget to use the trick of hugging his thigh.

"Master, I, Li Fuyi, the disciple, have the audacity to come here so late at night. It is... for my sister, Li Jin'er."

"Oh? You have a sister?" As soon as Li Fuyi opened her mouth, Mo Zheng understood his purpose.

The last time, he agreed to the male protagonist's request only after he accepted the disciple on the second day, and reluctantly accepted Li Jin'er as his nominal disciple.

This time, he arrived half a night earlier. It seems that his action of leading everyone to see the Xuanfeng Tower did cause some changes.

Lin Moran, who was standing next to her, didn't seem to have any hostility towards Li Fuyi, and her anxious look made Mo Zheng laugh inwardly.

The hero's charm is indeed great, and he has won the favor of his future harem so early.

Li Fuyi nodded politely: "My sister failed to pass the Xuanfeng Tower, but she is the only relative I have in this world."

"Fuyi asks Master to take my sister in and give her a chance to practice." He was very smart and did not directly point out the name of the disciple.

This made Lin Moran anxious, and she simply said, "Master, this is the only relative my junior brother has. Please help him."

"His sister has a third-level mid-grade spiritual root. Although she failed to pass the Xuanfeng Tower, she can still become a nominal disciple."

She blinked her big eyes expectantly: "Right, Master?"

Mo Zheng held his forehead with his hand. This girl was really lively when she was young. I don’t know how she became the cold and arrogant most beautiful woman in Piaomiao later.

Looking back, it seems that the saying "girls change a lot when they grow up" is true. I grew up in the blink of an eye.

"Master!" Lin Moran saw that her master was playing with the cup and seemed to be thinking about something, so she urged him.

"Hehe...Xiao Ran, now that you have a junior apprentice, is she going to throw her master over the wall?"

A joke made Lin Moran stomp her feet and run away.

Lin Moran was still easy to fool during this period.

Without Mo Ran, he turned his gaze to the top of Li Fuyi's head, who had been kneeling and refused to get up.

Thinking back to what happened to Li Jin'er in the illusionary mind array in the water mirror, I felt really conflicted.

(System, can I not accept Li Jiner as a registered disciple and send her to Liu Xingrou?) He thought that having Liu Xingrou, the only female peak master, teach him would make his Tianze Peak much more peaceful.

The system sighed and said, with a nonexistent conscience: [No, this operation is not possible at the moment.]

It looked through Mo Zheng's eyes at Li Fuyi, who had not yet recovered her memory, indicating that Tongzi had no choice.

Before this guy's memory awakens, in order to ensure that there is not too much deviation from the last time, the main line, especially things related to him, cannot have unnecessary changes.

Mo Zheng sighed in his heart.

He put down the hand that was supporting his chin and suddenly said, "Li Fuyi, do you know the rules of the Zichen Sword Sect?"

Li Fuyi nodded, his face flushed red. He was a disciple who had not yet officially become a disciple, but he was doing things through the backdoor.

I was also very panicked, afraid that...

"Aren't you afraid that I won't accept you either?"

Mo Zheng's inquiring gaze was fixed on Li Fuyi's young and stubborn face.

He spoke slowly, "As the headmaster, it is only natural for me to lead by example."

He could clearly feel Li Fuyi's nervousness, but he still remained as stiff as a calf.

He bowed respectfully at first, then when he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face: "It was Fu Yi's request that was rude. Master... If the headmaster is impartial, I can only obey."

"I beg the Master not to expel my sister and me... no matter if we are outer disciples or servants."

Li Fuyi's heart was cold.

Master really doesn't want him anymore!

Brother Shenxian did nothing wrong, he was just fulfilling his duties as the headmaster.

It was my own request, which was too much to ask and made Brother Fairy feel embarrassed. I can't blame him.

But this concerns my sister, so I have to give it a try, otherwise I will be endlessly condemned by my conscience in the future.

I had prepared for the worst before coming here, but now that it has come to this...

But I couldn't help but let my tears flow out.

He also didn't want to cry humiliatingly in front of his beloved brother.

When he thought about how his master, whom he hadn't even had the chance to call out, had become a luxury, his tear glands burst uncontrollably.

Even though his vision was blurred, he was reluctant to lower his head, for fear that he would never have the chance to see his divine brother so closely again.

Suddenly, the vision turned white, and Li Fuyi felt that her face was covered by a silky thing.

I heard a "tsk."

"Alright! It was already swollen like a fat pig's head, and now it's just too swollen to look at."

This is... the voice of the Immortal Brother!!

Li Fuyi stood there in a daze, not daring to move at all, for fear that if she moved, everything that had just happened would be in vain.

Mo Zheng was amused by his action, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice: "Come on! Get up and wipe your face."

"If you don't know, you might think that I, Mo Zheng, abuse my apprentice."

Accompanied by the friction of clothes and the sound of footsteps, Li Fuyi was helped up by a pair of warm big hands.

The handkerchief on her face was also lifted, and the tears were gently wiped away. The forehead that was red from bowing was also covered with a cool feeling...

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, raised his head slightly, and looked at his immortal brother who was closing his eyes and performing a small rejuvenation technique to speed up the healing of bruises for him.

At this moment, he was only a short distance away from the immortal brother, his thin lips slightly pursed, his high nose bridge, and his eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly...

Brother Shenxian is indeed very handsome and good-looking. He looks even more handsome when seen from such a close distance.

Li Fuyi's poor vocabulary now only had the words "beautiful" and "better-looking", and he could not squeeze out any other words to replace them.

But the next moment, he was hit on the head with a chestnut.

"Ouch!" Li Fuyi covered her head and cried out in pain subconsciously.

When I opened my eyes again, Brother Fairy was even closer!

He felt his face getting hot, and he murmured, "God..."

"It didn't take much strength just now..." As he said that, he stuffed the handkerchief covered with tears and snot into Li Fuyi's hand: "Here, wipe the rest yourself."

Mo Zheng didn't dare to wipe his neck, which was a vital part.

Don’t think that the current male protagonist looks like an ignorant little white flower.

If you hit him on the left cheek, he might stretch out his right cheek and adjust it to an angle that is comfortable for you to slap you.

After that, he would ask himself what he did wrong and he would correct it immediately.

Seems easy to bully!

But Li Fuyi...

The most annoying thing in the early days was: having a really good memory!

Good or bad, I remember everything and never forget anything.

But I still have that kind of weird temper that when I love someone, I love everyone in them. If I hate you, I will overturn everything that happened before and assume the worst of everything.

He will turn evil in the future and the reckoning will come later, without any ambiguity.

He had actually experienced it last time, so even if it was a test, he couldn't give Li Fuyi the chance to remember it.

Who wants to be stabbed a few more times if they can suffer less?