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

Shu Fan’s last impression was... Tongzi threw away the dishes in his hands and rushed towards him.

...Then...he fell into darkness.

As his vision gradually focused, the scene before him made Shu Fan's heartbeat accelerate suddenly.

These sleeves, these long hair... gave him a bad feeling.

"Tongzi? Tongzi, are you there?"

(Tongzi?)

No matter what method he used, Tongzi did not respond to him as before.

He could only try to break free by himself, but the narrow space made it difficult for him to maintain any position other than lying down. He pushed upwards with all his strength, but there was no movement at all.

All the space within sight was filled with white smoke. It poured out from all directions and gathered around him, making it impossible for him to see what was happening around him.

When I listened carefully, I seemed to hear a slight hissing sound, and everywhere my hands could touch was chilling to the bone, which was the source of the white mist.

Cold and hard, chilling...

Shu Fan immediately reached out and knocked on it a few times. The material was neither metal, jade, nor wood.

A wild guess emerged in his mind, and with a hint of uneasiness and curiosity, he put his face to the rightmost edge and looked out.

Although it was indeed faint and hazy, I could faintly see the light outside.

This made him think of a chilling possibility: could he be trapped in a mysterious ice coffin?!

Back to the time of death in the first life!!

Once he had this thought, he became even more uneasy, and he used his hands and feet to try to leave here as quickly as possible.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement outside. Someone was faintly visible outside the black ice coffin...

Then the cover that had not moved at all no matter how hard he pushed was easily moved away.

A pair of hands with distinct knuckles reached in, "Master, you are finally back."

Shu Fan seemed to be struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

She just stared at the cold and handsome man in front of her, who seemed both unfamiliar and familiar.

Just like that, she stayed obediently in Hua Jiantang's arms and was carried out of the Xuanbing coffin by him.

Hua Jiantang seemed unsurprised by Shu Fan's long period of daze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth dispelled all the coldness on his face.

"Master, close your eyes. I just came out of the black ice coffin, so I'm afraid I can't see the swirling sunlight of Jiugu Mountain for the time being."

Hearing this familiar voice, Shu Fan obediently closed his eyes.

Although the Hua Jiantang in front of him was neither the ordinary-looking man he was when he left in his first life, nor the handsome young man he was in his second life.

But there was no mistaking the sound of his voice and the way he felt.

Just as he was about to speak, he found that he couldn't make any sound at all, "Um... cough cough cough..."

Hua Jiantang hurriedly stopped and said, "Master, don't worry. I'll find some morning dew for you to moisten your throat before you speak again."

Shu Fan had just felt the sensation of a blade cutting his throat, so he didn't dare to show off and just nodded obediently.

Hua Jiantang remained silent along the way, and anyone who met them saluted from a distance.

Looking at them, the Frost Emperor smiled for the first time, hugged a thin person affectionately, and hurriedly looked back at Shangtian Palace.

Everyone immediately thought that the Frost Emperor had finally found love, and word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, as people ran around to tell each other.

Hua Jiantang settled Shu Fan in his own bedroom and was about to go collect the morning dew himself, but was stopped by his personal fairy servant Wu Jia who was guarding beside him.

"Emperor, do you need to warn everyone to prevent gossip?"

Hua Jiantang's smile faded. "Let them be. It doesn't matter what they say about me, but it doesn't matter what they say about me."

"Also, tell the guards at the door to keep watch. Do not let the Emperor in without my order."

Wu Jia was stunned when he heard this. "Yes! Your order."

When he came to his senses, Hua Jiantang had disappeared without a trace.

For a moment, he became curious about the person who was resting inside.

This is just the beginning, and he will see more things that will subvert his understanding.

If you see it more often, you will get used to it naturally.

Because his Emperor treated this person who suddenly appeared as if he was holding him in his mouth for fear that he would melt, or holding him in his palm for fear that he would fall.

From small things like food, clothing, housing, transportation, to going out for a walk... he does everything himself and never interferes with others.

Of course, this is all for later.

At this moment, Wu Jia was wondering, like everyone else, whether Shu Fan inside was the other master of Wangshang Palace.

When Shu Fan woke up again, Hua Jiantang was already standing by his bedside.

The hand on his wrist was continuously supplying him with spiritual power.

Only then did Shu Fan realize where the warmth that he felt while half asleep and half awake came from.

But how is it worth wasting immortal power like this?

He was about to break free and retract his hand when Hua Jiantang immediately opened his eyes and said, "Master, we just came out of the black ice coffin. If the coldness in our body is not dispelled quickly, we will be in great pain at night."

Shu Fan refused and insisted that he stop. He struggled to sit up and gestured that he had something to ask.

Seeing this, Hua Jiantang had no choice but to help him sit up and feed him some fresh morning dew. Shu Fan's throat finally felt much better.

Just as Shu Fan was about to speak, Hua Jiantang smiled and handed him a cup of tea. "Put some in your mouth and swallow it slowly, then you will feel better."

Shu Fan looked at the teacup that was already at his lips, and still took a sip and held it in his mouth as advised.

The tea soup is light in color and tastes light, but it is very warm and nourishing.

As it went down my throat a little at a time, my whole body felt warmer.

Putting the teacup aside, Hua Jiantang took the initiative to speak before Shu Fan could ask:

"Master, don't worry. I have already informed Senior Sister of your awakening."

"She and the Medicine King happened to be visiting the Demon Realm a few days ago. It will take some time for them to return. They will arrive the day after tomorrow at the latest."

As for the other person, he didn't mention a word.

Shu Fan couldn't help but feel happy at the thought of seeing Lin Moran again.

But later on, he realized that something was wrong with Hua Jiantang's evasive remarks.

He swallowed the tea in his mouth with a gulp, tugged at Hua Jiantang's sleeve and asked:

"Xiaohua, where are we?"

Hua Jiantang seemed to have anticipated this. He suddenly bit his finger and gently tapped Shu Fan's brow.

Looking at the red phoenix feather mark that appeared on his forehead, he smiled with extra relief.

"Master, this is not your original world. You are back."

After a pause, he added, "This is Jiugu Mountain, overlooking Shangtian Palace."