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

Chapter 248: Running away and committing suicide for love?

Mo Zheng felt a pair of gentle and strong arms gently holding him up, and clothes were put on him in a daze, and then he was picked up steadily.

Then the sound of the wind became stronger and stronger, whistling past my ears, like flying a sword in the air.

The drunkenness had not completely dissipated yet, and the slightly cool night breeze made him feel a splitting headache even though he was immersed in a deep sleep. He struggled to open his eyes to find out what was going on.

But his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

Perhaps noticing that he was about to wake up, a familiar voice sounded above his head.

With a hint of comfort, "Master, I will take you to a place. You can sleep first. I will call you when we get there."

Hearing Li Fuyi's voice, Mo Zheng's subconscious mind felt relieved and he no longer fought against his heavy eyelids.

Mo Zheng's breathing gradually became steady, and his body became more relaxed. He rubbed his face against Li Fuyi's chest, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Li Fuyi felt the breathing of the person in his arms become smoother, and his heart slowly relaxed. He urged the Taiwei Sword and the Succubus to speed up.

The succubus cooperated with Li Fuyi tacitly, wrapped the two of them with her soul, and "smuggled" out of the Zichen Sword Sect without anyone noticing.

【Master, where are we going? 】

When the succubus came back from "losing someone" at the Medicine Immortal Mansion, she found that the bridal chamber, which was originally decorated completely, had become empty except for the bed where Li Fuyi and Mo Zheng were staying, as if it had been looted by vicious bandits.

Even the pot of mint that Li Fuyi had specially moved to the door this morning disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, Li Fuyi dug up Mo Zheng who was lying on the bed, quickly tidied up his clothes, and held him in her arms.

Finally, she even put the bed into the brocade bag, leaving the bridal chamber completely empty...

Finally, he carried the person, stepped onto the Taiwei Sword, and flew into the sky at night.

The succubus followed the instructions step by step, but she had no idea where he was going or what he was going to do.

Li Fuyi did not answer, and the succubus did not want to ask any more questions. Once they left the territory of the Zichen Sword Sect, he followed Taiwei Sword obediently.

But after a while, he knew where he was going.

His heart tightened, and he was so nervous that he glanced at Li Fuyi's expression several times, trying to find some clues from it.

The closer he got to his destination, the more anxious he became.

This...this...what should I do!

They had just gotten married, so was she going to kill her husband today at the place where Li Jin'er was buried?!

The succubus was very suspicious that after killing Mo Zheng, Li Fuyi herself didn't want to live anymore, so this became a complete suicide for love!

He couldn't do anything about what happened to them, but he, the succubus, hadn't lived long enough!

If you commit suicide for love, could you please not take this unlucky soul slave with you?

On the one hand, he was anxiously trying every possible way to save himself, but on the other hand, he didn't dare let Li Fuyi notice anything unusual.

When Li Fuyi finally stepped onto the small stone platform in front of the sealed cave entrance, the succubus' heart sank.

All the ominous premonitions are about to come true...

I’m dying, I’m dying… What should I do?!

Li Fuyi had a wooden face and raised his hand, aiming a stream of immortal power at Mo Zheng's forehead with steady, accurate and ruthless movements.

Mo Zheng fell into a deep sleep and was unable to wake up for a while. He was then placed on the right side of the cave entrance and leaned against it.

Li Fuyi fell to his knees with a plop, facing the cave entrance.

"Sister... my master and I are leaving soon, so it won't be convenient for us to visit you often..."

The succubus listened to his words which sounded like his last words before committing suicide for love, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally died completely.

He simply floated to the side of a tree branch and lay down, with the simple attitude of wanting to die well-fed even if he were to be a ghost.

He took out the essence that he usually didn't want to use and absorbed it desperately.

Over there, Li Fuyi's forehead hit the cold ground heavily, making three bangs.

The body did not straighten up for a long time, as if all the weight was pressed down by that kneeling.

His voice was hoarse and trembling. "Sister, I'm incompetent. For the time being... I'm afraid I can't avenge you." Every word seemed to be the pain dug out from the depths of his heart.

"I...can't bear to kill him, so...this is the only way."

As she spoke, she knelt down and walked to Mo Zheng's side. She raised his left hand, lifted up the layers of sleeves of the exquisite wedding dress that represented joy, and revealed her wrist.

Holding the Taiwei Sword, he slashed his wrist, and immediately bright red blood gushed out, splashing all over Li Fuyi's face.

He just stared at the blood blankly, lost in thought for a moment, then took out a bowl and filled it up, then released the hand that was holding Mo Zheng's left arm and let it fall to the ground.

He returned to the cave entrance again, flattened the largest stone blocking the door to serve as a tombstone, and dipped the pen in Mo Zheng's still warm and bright red blood.

Write word by word:

"First test Li Hong"

"My late mother, Zhao Ronger"

"Sister Li Jin'er"

After writing the name, he added the word "Zhi Mu" in the middle below.

He put the pen aside and hesitated about what to write where the signature should be.

He glanced sideways at the unconscious Mo Zheng next to him, and finally put pen to paper:

"Unfilial sons are married to their husbands"

He casually threw the pen and bowl backwards, letting them fall off the cliff, and kowtowed to the tombstone more than ten times until his forehead became numb with pain.

Looking at Mo Zheng's hand hanging on the ground, there was already a large pool of blood, which stung his eyes. He stiffened his neck and forced himself to look away.

He fumbled and took out the two people's life cards from his arms.

This fate tablet should have been sent back to the fate tablet hall after the wedding night and looked after by a special person, but now it is impossible to return it.

There were two slight clang sounds, indicating that their two life tablets were stacked and placed on the ground in front of the tombstone.

Li Fuyi raised the Taiwei Sword high and rubbed it towards them fiercely!

"Hmm!" / "Hmm!! Poof..."

Two muffled groans came out of Li Fuyi and Mo Zheng's mouths at the same time.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the blood slowly flowing out of Mo Zheng's mouth, a smile appeared on his face.

The smile was a hundred times uglier than crying, and the succubus just wanted to cover her ears and get some peace and quiet.

"Father, Mother, Sister... Fu Yi is incompetent and can only use this cowardly method to replace..."

"If you want to blame someone, blame me. I'm sorry..."

After doing all this, the succubus was desperately waiting for the final moment to come.

Li Fuyi picked up Mo Zheng again, facing the cliff towards the first rays of the rising sun, and lowered her head to kiss Mo Zheng's forehead, which had turned slightly pale due to blood loss.

"Master, I will accompany you and we will atone for our sins together."

The two of them were dressed in festive red clothes and were gradually swallowed up by the rising red sun.

When the sun rises, all that's left is a patchwork of bloodstains and a new tombstone with a bloody smell...