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

Just as I sat down in the hall, before I could even drink the water I had poured myself, I heard Li Moran's voice from the doorway: "Master, I've brought Junior Brother Fuyi and Jin'er with me."

"I also specially made Master's favorite chicken soup. You should drink more later."

He swallowed the tea hastily, then heard Lin Moran calling for him from afar: "Master? Master, are you there?"

“…”This girl.

She will be the most beautiful woman in Piaomiao from now on...

Holding the teacup, Mo Zheng didn't want to say anything to his bluffing disciple for a moment.

After all, today is Li Fuyi's first day as a disciple. Does he still have the dignity to be a master?!

He simply put on a show of his full dignity, turned his left hand and a book appeared out of thin air, and with his right hand he poured himself another cup of tea and placed it nearby.

Just wait for them to come!

……

The three of them finished their greetings in turn and waited for Mo Zheng to speak.

Li Fuyi in front of him was wearing the lavender uniform that was exclusive to inner disciples.

The young boy Li Fuyi had a slender figure. At the age of sixteen, he was already half a head taller than Li Moran and Li Jiner.

She was rather thin, and her waist, which was tightened by a dark purple belt, was so thin that it would make countless girls who were trying to lose weight gnash their teeth.

After recovery, the face was no longer swollen and bruised, and had a faint sense of youthfulness. Mo Zheng looked much more pleasing to the eye.

There was excitement, desire, determination, persistence... and many rich emotions in his eyes.

Just one look at Mo Zheng and he could inexplicably see many emotions in Li Fuyi's eyes, thinking that the male protagonist at this stage is really a blank slate.

All his thoughts are reflected on his face. You don't need to observe him carefully to see through him, just a casual glance will be enough.

His back, which was straighter than his head, made him look like a pine tree on the top of a mountain.

Mo Zheng looked at Li Fuyi in this life and found that she was no different from the last time, so he felt relieved.

Bai's gaze shifted to Li Jin'er, who was standing at the very end: "Since you all brought her to me, it's just perfect."

"Your apprenticeship ceremony will naturally be held in the meeting hall this afternoon. Afterwards, you will go to Jian Gu Han Qiu to ask for the sword..."

"It's better to do it now than today. Why not take care of your sister's matter now?"

Since I have to accept Li Jin'er as my nominal disciple this time, I might as well be more proactive, at least to gain some favor in front of the male protagonist.

really!

After hearing this, Li Fuyi immediately turned her head to look at Li Jiner who was also excited.

She said obediently, "Just listen to Master, sister is here."

Li Jin'er took advantage of the situation and knelt in front of Mo Zheng who was sitting upright, and then began to perform the ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows.

Finally, he spoke: "Master, your Excellency, your disciple Li Jin'er will faithfully follow your teachings, diligently cultivate, and bring honor to your school."

Mo Zheng wanted to stand up and help her to show his approval of her.

But when she thought about what she would do in the future, and the scenes in the Illusory Soul Formation in the Xuanfeng Tower...

He winked at Lin Moran and said, "Okay, get up."

Let senior sister Lin Moran help her up.

He took out a set of lavender school uniform from the brocade bag and handed it to her along with the tray: "This is your school uniform."

Li Jin'er had tears in her eyes as she looked at the school uniform in front of her. The shape and the faint patterns on the lining... were the patterns for inner disciples!

Could it be that the headmaster wants to accept her as his direct disciple?

But then he heard Mo Zheng say: "You are my nominal disciple. Even if you are not included in the list of Zichen Sword Sect, you must abide by the sect rules."

"I'll find the sect rules for you later, and you can take your time to read them."

He took out a boxwood waist badge, used his fingers as a pen to talk and gesture on it, and blew it with a "whoosh".

"Li Jin'er, Mo Zhengji's nominal disciple." Already appeared above.

"This is your badge, keep it." When she handed the badge to Li Jin'er, her fingers almost touched Mo Zheng's hand. He moved back inconspicuously and successfully avoided it.

For a moment, Mo Zheng even wondered whether Li Jin'er also had memories of the Xuanfeng Tower!

But he immediately dismissed the idea, because this was a precedent set by the system specifically for the male protagonist. Li Jin'er was just a cannon fodder sister, so it wasn't her turn...

This matter was subtle and was quickly covered up. Lin Moran and Li Fuyi, who were happy for Lin Jin'er, did not notice it.

Mo Zheng also pretended nothing happened and continued, "In the afternoon, follow Fu Yi to the Sword Bone Cold Hill to ask for the sword, and then go to the Fate Tablet Hall to offer sacrifices to the Fate Tablet."

Nominal disciples are not considered disciples of the Zichen Sword Sect, but are just personal disciples registered under a certain name.

Naturally, there is no need to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony held by the Zichen Sword Sect. Unlike other disciples who are assigned by the sect, all expenses are taken care of by the leading master.

But the Zichen Sword Sect still provides some conveniences, such as

"As for the place to live..." In her previous life, Li Jin'er initially lived next door to Lin Moran.

This time, Mo Zheng didn't want to put her too close to Lin Moran, but...

"You siblings should live closer to each other so that you can take care of each other. After lunch, let Xiaoran take you to choose your own room." Li Fuyi's room was quite far from Lin Moran's.

Li Jin'er's eyes were filled with tears. She held the school uniform and badge with gratitude. When she smiled, dimples and tears appeared at the same time.

This caused Lin Moran and Li Fuyi to frantically try to appease her...

Finally, Li Fuyi's stomach started to growl, and everyone started to set the dishes and eat with laughter.

When chicken soup, scrambled eggs, asparagus, cold cucumbers, and candied tomatoes were placed on the table, Li Fuyi and Li Jiner secretly glanced at each other.

Mo Zheng pretended not to see anything, took the chicken soup from Lin Moran, squinted his eyes and took a sip.

"Everyone, start eating. Your senior sister cooked this meal herself, and it tastes pretty good." At least we should give Lin Moran some face...

The two siblings are smart people, and they have some common sense after working as chores and servants for so many years.

At least both the host and the guests enjoyed the meal, and Lin Moran, who treated them all, was so happy to be praised.

Could it be that the brother and sister who ate the top-grade spiritual vegetables were also praising them generously?

Only Mo Zheng, the master, ate scrambled eggs and blanched asparagus, which made him almost vomit, and drank a bowl of chicken soup that was made entirely of the ingredients.

He only ate half a bowl of rice before waving his sleeves and leaving early.

Li Fuyi asked worriedly, "Senior Sister, does Master have a poor appetite?"

The carefree Lin Moran shook her head decisively: "Master originally ate little, and he used to share a few bites with me. Since I started fasting, he has eaten even less."

"It's okay, don't worry, let's just eat." He continued to happily invite the brother and sister to feast on their food, and he didn't eat much himself.

Li Jin'er and Li Fuyi were so full of food that they were very satisfied.

As the three of them walked down the mountain, they couldn't help but praise Lin Moran's cooking skills and said that they had never eaten such delicious meals.

Lin Moran was so happy that her heart blossomed~

I immediately said that from now on, as long as my senior sister has a sip of chicken soup, you will definitely have something to drink too!

If my senior sister scrambles eggs with her chopsticks, you must have some in your bowl too!