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

The stars are shining, the breeze is blowing, and Jiuhua is writing furiously at his desk.

From time to time, little fairy servants would quietly come in, delivering documents and whispering about various matters.

Li Fuyi and Hua Jiantang both went on strike, and Lin Moran took over temporarily, but two fists were no match for four hands, and the work piled up like a mountain.

As Li Fuyi's only favorite student, Jiuhua usually assists Li Fuyi and naturally has to share many tasks.

However, Jiuhua was worried about leaving Li Fuyi in the care of others, so he asked for a room next to Li Fuyi so that he could look after her at any time.

At this moment, he is busy as hell...

Unbeknownst to him, Li Fuyi next door had quietly woken up.

Although he was in pain and weak all over, he managed to stumble out of the room and headed straight for Hua Jiantang's bedroom.

The sleeping hall of Huajian Hall was surrounded by tranquility. The breeze outside the window gently blew through the open window, bringing bursts of floral fragrance.

Under the moonlight and starlight, the veil fluttered in the wind and the faint fragrance lingered in the room.

Hua Jiantang lay on his side, leaning against the pile of quilts in an extremely awkward posture.

On his chest, there was Shu Fan, who clung to him tightly like a koala, snuggled up to him, and drooled in his sleep without even realizing it.

Feeling Shu Fan's regular heartbeat, Hua Jiantang intuitively felt a sense of security and happiness he had never felt before.

Hua Jiantang, who was dozing with his head supported by his hands, suddenly opened his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

He slowly lifted the corner of the quilt covering Shu Fan's face, then closed his eyes again and continued to pretend to be asleep.

I thought to myself that I had come at the perfect time.

He wanted to see whether his good senior brother Li Fuyi had truly changed and turned over a new leaf, or whether he was still stubborn and had returned to his old ways.

Brother, brother, please don't disappoint Master again.

Otherwise, even if he wanted to become an enemy of the world, Hua Jian Tang would never hand over his master to him again.

Shu Fan seemed to have sensed some changes in the "tree trunk" he was holding, so he uttered a few vague whimpers, kicked his legs, and protested slightly.

Hua Jiantang had no time to pretend to be asleep for Li Fuyi. He quickly imitated the movements his master had made when he was young to coax him to sleep, and gently patted Shu Fan's back, trying to comfort him.

The voice that had been silent for a long time was particularly charming in the silent night: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaohua is here, Master, go to sleep."

Shu Fan rubbed his face into his already open coat and smacked his lips a few times, as if he had found a more comfortable position in his dream. Only then did he fall into a deep sleep with satisfaction.

Hua Jiantang smiled and raised his eyes, and happened to meet Li Fuyi's eyes as he was peeping through the half-open window. Then he looked at him steadily with a hint of scrutiny.

One is full of smiles, happy and satisfied; the other is as if falling into an icy abyss, panic-stricken and in a state of embarrassment...

Li Fuyi felt that all the blood in his body was flowing backwards, his body swayed, and he almost fell down sideways.

He hurriedly grabbed the window frame with his hands and barely managed to steady himself, looking very embarrassed.

Inside the room, the master and his junior apprentice were sleeping in each other's arms. What was I, outside the room...

The faint smile in the junior brother's eyes pierced him deeply.

Li Fuyi wished he could have been struck to death by the thunder and put an end to it all, so that he wouldn't have to face the scene before him that made him feel so miserable.

The hand holding the window frame unconsciously tightened little by little, and finally with a muffled sound, not only the window frame, but also a small piece of wall next to it turned into pieces.

His chest felt like it was blocked by an invisible boulder, strangling his breathing so tightly that he couldn't even breathe.

He subconsciously covered his mouth, fearing that he would wake up his sleeping master.

But he saw that Hua Jiantang had covered Shu Fan in his arms tightly with a quilt, so that he couldn't even see the half of his face.

He suddenly felt a sweetness in his mouth, and then a stream of hot liquid gushed out from deep in his chest and rushed straight into the palm of his hand.

The bright red liquid with a pungent smell of blood splashed through his fingers and splashed on half of the window sash, like dots of red plum blossoms.

He lowered his eyes dejectedly, and his silver-grey eyes quickly dimmed as if they had lost their luster. Li Fuyi forced himself to turn his head away.

It's time to turn around and leave...

However, his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't take that step.

It was obvious that he had no reason to stay here anymore, and he shouldn't be in this place.

Staying any longer would only make things more awkward. If my master knew about this, he would probably dislike me even more, right?

But his heart betrayed his will, and the pain became more and more severe, and his feet felt heavy and he could not leave.

The immortal power in the body was churning, and the qi and blood became disordered.

The world in front of my eyes began to flicker, and waves of dizziness kept coming over me.

Li Fuyi could only powerlessly move herself out of the window frame, breathing heavily in pain, leaning against the wall, crying silently.

As he smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood, Hua Jiantang's brows became sharper and sharper.

The moment Li Fuyi crushed the window frame just now, he was disappointed. Is Senior Brother still the same Senior Brother?

What should Master do then?

Even if he didn't want to admit it, although his master never mentioned it on his own initiative during these days since returning, he still had his senior brother in his heart.

I secretly asked Wu Jia about the news of Tianding Yunxiao, and was in a lonely daze...

Hua Jiantang saw it all.

Just when he was conflicted, Li Fuyi endured everything, not getting angry, not going crazy, and not even daring to show her face... Was she just so "cowardly" that she had to hide outside and cry?!

Maybe things weren't as bad as he thought?

"Brother, since you are here, why don't you come in and see Master?" He decided to give it one more try and took the initiative to send a secret message to Li Fuyi.

Li Fuyi was huddled in a corner, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she was startled when she heard his words. She fell to the ground and ran away using her hands and feet...

"..." Hua Jiantang waited inside for a while, but there was no response from Li Fuyi.

He released his spiritual sense to investigate, and stared at the blood-spattered window with wide eyes in disbelief.

He...just ran away like that?!

What does it mean?

On the other side, Jiuhua discovered that someone was missing. He was about to mobilize everyone to look for him, but he saw his master "floating" back as if he had lost his soul.

"Master?!" The person who emerged from the shadows looked so disheveled and miserable that Jiuhua didn't dare to recognize him.

"Why is he in such a mess?" When he ran closer, he saw that Li Fuyi's face, chest, hands... were covered in blood.

He shuddered, "Who dares to hurt you like this?!"

Li Fuyi opened his mouth to say something, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes rolled back, and he fell down.

His mouth kept opening and closing, muttering something over and over again, "Lost... lost... not... Master..."