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

Feeling the cold sword energy coming from his vest, Ding Long began to panic.

"You! How could you not be trapped!" Ding Long's voice was full of shock and disbelief.

But it was only a moment, and he soon thought of the two in the backyard. With them there, it was still unknown who would win!

He quickly adjusted his mentality and pretended to beg for mercy: "Don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I promise to let you go."

He even swore to heaven, his voice trembling: "I, Ding Long, swear that this is absolutely true."

With his hands clasped together, he begged for mercy to Li Fu behind him in an awkward manner: "Or do you want more compensation? I have everything here, as long as you tell me, I will give it all to you."

"No matter if it's a spirit stone, a beautiful woman, or a demon child; as long as you are willing to let me go, everything is negotiable."

Ding Long kept begging for mercy, but a hint of cunning pride flashed in his eyes.

His hand quietly slipped into his arms, and he quickly took out a jade pendant, and smashed it to the ground with lightning speed!

The jade pendant hit the ground with a crisp cracking sound, and fragments flew everywhere.

A tiny protective formation enveloped Ding Long, emitting a faint ochre glow.

Ding Long, feeling confident and confident, laughed arrogantly: "You don't really think... that I'll just let you do whatever you want, do you?"

The narrowed eyes were filled with malicious light: "When my immortal arrives, I will grind you to dust!"

"Hahaha..." As if already foreseeing Li Fuyi's failure, the exaggerated laughter echoed in the room.

The next moment, his laughter suddenly stopped, replaced by a slight puff.

Ding Long's smile froze on his face, followed by a sharp pain...

He lowered his head and was horrified to find that the Taiwei sword had pierced through his chest.

Blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the sword, and his eyes were filled with disbelief: "You! How is it possible!!"

Looking at the protective formation still circulating around him, his eyes were filled with astonishment and unwillingness.

As soon as Li Fuyi stepped into the room, she felt the pleading gazes from the Ruozhu sisters.

They had obviously been drugged and had lost their autonomy.

Although he felt it was troublesome, he couldn't just stand by and watch because of his master's teachings and his sister's friendship with Ruozhu.

He coldly scolded Ding Long: "Antidote!"

Ding Long's spine had just been pierced by the Taiwei sword. The only reason he hadn't fallen down was because he was supported by the tip of the sword that had pierced his body.

He had already used all his life-saving tricks, and the shadow of death loomed over him, causing him to fall into complete panic.

A pungent smell of urine trickled down from his trouser legs and shoes and socks, and his body trembled involuntarily like a sieve.

His teeth were chattering with fear, making a clicking sound.

The teeth in his mouth seemed to be chattering, making a clicking sound.

When he heard Li Fuyi asking for the antidote, he immediately shouted, "Don't kill me! Antidote... I have the antidote!"

His hands no longer obeyed his commands. He tried several times to reach into his sleeve pocket to take out the antidote, but he just made gestures in the air.

"Master, please spare my life! The antidote is in my right sleeve. Please spare my life!"

"I can donate the Flower Drum Tower to you, and everything in it will be yours!"

Even at this time, he still wanted to use the Flower Drum Tower to bribe Li Fuyi to spare his life.

Li Fuyi swiftly drew back the Taiwei Sword, leaving Ding Long to collapse to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

He took the bottle of antidote and walked directly towards Junior Sister Zhao who was tied to the pillar behind him without any hesitation.

When I opened the lid, an extremely foul smell came out.

The smell was so strong that even through the mask, Li Fuyi's eyes went dark.

I quickly held my breath and felt better.

He put the medicine bottle under Junior Sister Zhao's nose, and the fumes made her roll her eyes.

However, the antidote that was poured out was indeed real, and Junior Sister Zhao quickly regained some mobility, and her hands and feet began to move freely.

Seeing this, Li Fuyi swung her sword without hesitation and cut the chains that bound her.

He handed her the antidote jar and told her to go and save Ruozhu herself: "You guys go now, I have some private matters to attend to."

Junior Sister Zhao rushed straight to Ruozhu and gave her the antidote.

As soon as Ruozhu regained her freedom, she immediately picked up the whip that Ding Long had dropped on the ground.

Her arms swung, and the whip drew fierce arcs in the air.

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The sound of the whip hitting flesh was rapid and continuous.

Li Fuyi, adhering to the principle of not looking at what is inappropriate, lowered her eyes and did not look at Ruozhu, who was half-dressed.

The whip was wrapped in immortal power, and each whip was wrapped in Ruozhu's anger. Soon, Ding Long's lower body was covered in blood and flesh, and each whip mark was deep enough to see the bone.

Ding Long couldn't bear it for long and soon fainted from the intense pain.

Ruozhu was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently, her hands were slightly sore, and she threw the whip at Ding Long's face in anger.

Junior Sister Zhao took the opportunity to retrieve the two people's brocade bags, took out a piece of clothing from it, and gently draped it over Ruozhu's shoulders.

"Senior Sister." She signaled Ruozhu with her eyes, asking what to do next...

Ruozhu's anger subsided slightly. She turned to Li Fuyi, clasped her fists and bowed to express her gratitude: "I, Yuehua Sect's disciple Ruozhu, and my junior sister would like to thank the Immortal for saving my life."

"Could you please tell us your name, so we can come and thank you in the future?"

Li Fuyi shook her head and said in a cold voice, "It was just a favor. No need to repay me."

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave. Ding Long and I still have some personal grudges to settle."

Being driven away again, Junior Sister Zhao felt unhappy and even wondered if the charm of her sect had lost its effect.

Otherwise, why would everyone treat the two sisters as nothing?

"Mr. Benefactor~ Zhao'er and Senior Sister are just grateful for saving our lives, nothing else."

Junior Sister Zhao's voice was soft, her eyes pleading, and her intentions were unspoken between her eyebrows.

"If Master knew that we were leaving like this, he would definitely punish us severely."

He spoke in a serious manner, as if it would be an unforgivable sin if he left.

Li Fuyi calculated the time in her mind. Even if the two people in the backyard were slow to react, they would be here sooner or later.

Zhao was still eager to try and was making trouble, his patience was exhausted.

He swung his sword lightly, and the blade accurately hit a carved table.

The sturdy table was like fragile paper under his sword and was instantly split in half.

The utensils on the table lost their support and fell down with a crisp clanging sound.

Zhao, who was about to come closer out of fear, was suddenly startled and stood there in a daze.

"roll!"

His gaze was like a sword, pointing straight at the door, as if if they didn't know what was good for them, he would chop them both down with the next sword.